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by Risaline Cudal Cuaresma
I CAN'T express my feelings for you
and every time I decide
to get away from you,
there's no one I'm thinking of - but YOU.
When will this feeling end?
'Till when will the beat STOP.
I am like a shadow of you
that follows everywhere you go.
Looking for happiness,
is all I want we should have.
Hoping someday you will find,
yet small, this something I have.
Every day, is too far from me,
the distance I can't even reach to see.
That's the corner of the room where you sit,
I'm afraid another is better for you to meet.
When will that day come,
Oh! I can't wait no more.
Few days are remaining,
Still I'm at this stupid feeling.
Said one day, "Let's forget about it".
yet that day, the moment I have from you.
The light again begins to spark,
Shall I continue to shine in the dark?
Happy to see the 'Berjhies' around,
my classmates and friends too.
My day now is complete,
Let the day pass always like this.
I don't know how to end,
Time is counting,Too many things to do.
Dear friends, don't worry ‘bout me,
It is just a percent of all the feelings we have. :)
by Risaline Cudal Cuaresma
I CAN'T express my feelings for you
and every time I decide
to get away from you,
there's no one I'm thinking of - but YOU.
When will this feeling end?
'Till when will the beat STOP.
I am like a shadow of you
that follows everywhere you go.
Looking for happiness,
is all I want we should have.
Hoping someday you will find,
yet small, this something I have.
Every day, is too far from me,
the distance I can't even reach to see.
That's the corner of the room where you sit,
I'm afraid another is better for you to meet.
When will that day come,
Oh! I can't wait no more.
Few days are remaining,
Still I'm at this stupid feeling.
Said one day, "Let's forget about it".
yet that day, the moment I have from you.
The light again begins to spark,
Shall I continue to shine in the dark?
Happy to see the 'Berjhies' around,
my classmates and friends too.
My day now is complete,
Let the day pass always like this.
I don't know how to end,
Time is counting,Too many things to do.
Dear friends, don't worry ‘bout me,
It is just a percent of all the feelings we have. :)
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Grandmother
by Risaline Cudal Cuaresma
She is my mother,
Since the day my eyes saw light.
Yet weak but strong,
Yet old but young.
A glass of milk when still can’t walk,
To my feet that needed strength.
She gave me everything,
Like a mother to her child.
Blessed to be healthy,
From one egg but is plenty.
Blessed to be loved,
From one day all through life.
Not only a mother to me,
A teacher too as for me.
She filled with joy,
‘Coz she’s always there for me.
Five years we shared,
Five years I learned plenty of things.
Next chapter of my life,
I needed to return.
Apart now form her side,
I shed tears of a young age I am.
Like having lost a mother,
I don’t know why.
Now I am at home,
At first, never feels I’m home.
Every day, I want to go back,
At her side, where always I am at.
Thankful, a mother is still a mother,
She gave me love, she gave me shelter.
Blessed I am, I have met two,
Yet one is my grandmother, still a mother.
by Risaline Cudal Cuaresma
She is my mother,
Since the day my eyes saw light.
Yet weak but strong,
Yet old but young.
A glass of milk when still can’t walk,
To my feet that needed strength.
She gave me everything,
Like a mother to her child.
Blessed to be healthy,
From one egg but is plenty.
Blessed to be loved,
From one day all through life.
Not only a mother to me,
A teacher too as for me.
She filled with joy,
‘Coz she’s always there for me.
Five years we shared,
Five years I learned plenty of things.
Next chapter of my life,
I needed to return.
Apart now form her side,
I shed tears of a young age I am.
Like having lost a mother,
I don’t know why.
Now I am at home,
At first, never feels I’m home.
Every day, I want to go back,
At her side, where always I am at.
Thankful, a mother is still a mother,
She gave me love, she gave me shelter.
Blessed I am, I have met two,
Yet one is my grandmother, still a mother.
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‘Berjhs’
by Risaline Cudal Cuaresma
One day, I was alone,
Thinking where to go.
Suddenly, it brightens the day
The day of the beginning.
The only one turns into two,
Brought by a mere smile of someone I already knew
The feeling lightens,
Turning my atmosphere into new.
The two saw a curious one,
Buying talks all around.
Suddenly, she came to us,
“Be my friend, is it okay?”
The three saw a gloomy one,
Nothing to talk but no one.
We talked to her,
And that completes the total four.
Days of struggling,
Days of comforting,
We are still here,
Despite of endless days.
Lucky to have them,
Is what I mean.
I am blessed,
We we’re still one.
Faith in God,
is all that we have.
Sharing moments,
Fulfilling our dreams.
No one can beat a friend
who understands everything.
Yes, it is understanding,
Keeping us one, no matter when.
I hope for strength,
That no one shall fail
At the same time, at the same moment,
The four of us will survive.
On that day of end,
But yet a beginning,
Can we still see the days before us?
Hoping it never fades the mark we have made.
Thank you my friends,
I hope this will not end.
Yet it is the end of my lines,
I really miss you, berjhs.