Beach Poetry

My soft feet brush the coarse white sand,

As I walk by the smooth, tapping, waves.

I breathe in all the pure and fresh air,

As I hear the ocean singing wildly.

Far beyond I see the golden Sun,

It warm rays burning deep into my soul.

I take a moment to see its greatness,

Always regal, shining with beauty. 

Poem to Novels

It has come to this part of the day, 
When my boredom cease to go away,
Where I see that the kind moon turns blue,
And feel that fairy tales come true.
 
I hold this book and turn the pages,
Eyes wide open, reading for ages,
Thrust into their kingdom full of dread,
Not even knowing what lies ahead.
 
A hundred pages, maybe two or three,
But as long as the characters are glee,
I’ll read the story and never forget,
The characters I’ve never even met.
 
I know when I read I’ll learn a lot,
Morals and values that never rot,
I get euphoria from extreme satisfaction,
By reading good books, and following my passion.
 

I and my Life with my Younger Sister

During the first seven years of my life, I have wondered—What does it feel like to have a baby sister?

As time passed, I finally felt the ambiance of being a big sister to a younger one. I can’t genuinely say that what I am feeling right now as an older sister is a good thing to experience, nor I am truly saying that it is a bad one.

It started of when I was a young girl when I told everybody that I am very excited to have a wider plane of responsibility and that I am totally prepared to have a younger sister. After years of waiting, my sister finally came like a quick plop!

At first I was very excited to finally be able to live with a baby sister. Days turned into weeks and  my parents told me that I am now a big sister and that I should stop slacking off and they also told me that I had to act as an older sister and act more responsibly, such as taking care of her while they are gone, fixing her grooming, disciplining her when necessary, and many more. And I asked myself: “Why have I asked for this? Can I even do this? What is going to happen?” I quickly replied to myself: “You can do this. And can’t you be just thankful that you have a sister like no other? Not all people have a sister like yours and don’t take it for granted. ”

As time passed, I made a decision that I will be more responsible with her. And that, I wasn’t able to do perfectly. I had a lot of mistakes done to my sister due to my irresponsibility. But I didn’t give up.

During that time when I am taking care of her. I felt a negative feeling I shouldn’t feel. I felt like as if all my parents’ attention to my younger sibling. I felt like she had more attention more than I had. It felt wrong.

But then one time, I had come to think about it, and I thought: “Maybe she deserves it. Or maybe I was just over acting and maybe our parents pay attention to me but had to pay more attention to my younger sister because she is younger?”. But it didn’t end there. I encountered more times feeling as if my sister is the most important person for my parents, said this to me a lot.

But in this present time, I am now able to cope up with what I am feeling. And for now, I am having a good relationship with my sister. But that doesn’t mean that we are perfect sisters. Sometimes, I still make mistakes and she does too, and sometimes I get mad at her for her wrong doings. But that doesn’t keep our hearts spart and instead, it makes our hearts closer together.

And everyday, I never get tired of scolding her, but I also never get tired of hearing the words “I love you” from her.

My vase

My vase is full of flowers,
Like a garden full of lovers.
I think that I shall be lucky,
Because of my vase, you will see.

It has two big flowers that are caring,
Three smaller ones that are loving,
Ten that are fun to be with when free,
And one, and consider it is me.

If my vase lost one flower,
I won’t know how to stay in character.
If one flower passed on,
I won’t know how to move on.

Oh, my very precious vase,
You whom I did not chase,
Came to me without haste,
And you, whom I shall never waste.


This poem is dedicated to my dearest family! I will love you ’til my very last breath!

Bundle

Had anyone bothered to wonder,
What made a group be called “together”.
If anyone knew what one means,
This will be a world of forest, full of greens.

Have you ever been at a beach,
Without shore and water come together?
Do you think (the shore) the water will reach,
If there is somethind in between called barrier?

Let us be strong and not let anyone cut,
The string that connects us together.
Let us be ready and have the gut,
And protect our bundle, forever and ever.

How focus changed my life

You might have been curious: Why have I not written in a while? The answer is simple. I was busy and I had to focus.

This year, 2019, is the year I started junior highschool. And I’m telling you, it is not that easy. Every time I go home, tons of tasks await me. I have to plan for projects, I have to do my assignments, I have to study, and many more. And everytime I finish them, I will have to go to sleep already! That is why I wasn’t able to write my posts.

So how exactly focus changed me as a student?

Well, I was able to do my tasks properly and carefully, without having to procrastinate. Meaning to say that doing the important things first made my life easier because I needn’t to cram for the things I have to do.

Like this, for example. With the focus I allotted to my to-do list, I am able to write a post. If I have not done my tasks first, or if I have procrastinated, I must’ve been cramming right now, because one cannot escape the things that you must do. Never.

Good Night, Good Morning

When the skies are pitch black,

When the moon is shining bright,

When the stars glitter,

There is one thing the world tells you,

The Sun is tired and must it sleep.

Open your eyes no more,

For you are about to see another adventure.

After your nice rest, something big awaits you,

The bright light shining through your window,

The Sun is awake, and so must be you.

Another marvelous day has come to you.

You do this, I do that,

They do this, we do that.

After your big occurrences with  the warm and bright day,

With your eyes sunken and your voice low,

Also is the Sun.

So the Sun takes a rest, and moon goes to her position.

Dark nights and bright stars,

Appear in the sky I see.

And they are telling something important,

“Good night, and have a good sleep”

Because another great day awaits you.

A Trip to Manila American Cemetery and Memorial

Maybe most of us have been in a cemetery to visit someone we love. But this place? I’m telling you, it’s different.

It was Friday afternoon when we visited this place named The Manila American Cemetery and Memorial las November 2,  2018 when we visited this place located at Taguig City Manila, Metro Manila, to visit my great grandfather.

The Manila American Cemetery and memorial is a place of men who fought but didn’t manage to survive in the battle of the World War II. Visiting that place just gives appreciation and gratitude to their work of sarcrificing their lives for a country. And that, is the primary reason why I love visiting this place.

Secondary, The place is so clean and neat that you won’t be a able to see a single wrapper of candy loitering around that place. There is also a perfectly lawn grass, perfectly aligned graves, and and the design of infrastructures are also perfect.

Tertiary,  You can learn anything about the Worl War II in that place. You can learn when did it happen, where did it happen, and you can also learn, why did it  happen in the first place?

I highly reccomend you to visit this place because The time you alot in visiting this place won’t be a wasted time. Instead, it will an achievement for tou yourself, that you visited this place.


This was the first speech I spoke  in school in junior high this year.


I wasn’t able to write in a few months, because I was busy.