Handprints on my glass

R. H. Garbo - 3.18.2021 12:55 PM "Who are you?" You asked I had to smile at your innocent naivete "I am the end of your story" I replied After you slid down At the end of my rainbow And was surprised to find me here, waiting. Hand in hand We did the stereotypical walking Through the colorful path, green and pink blue and yellow The breeze chasing after us With a frisky dance Through the purple swaying wild flowers We run and laugh Like free souls. "Where have I seen you before?" you asked "Perhaps at the end of your dreams", I said You did not ask anymore. And so we lived. Not entirely happily ever after But, girl, we lived.

 As the wind blows 10.09.2020 21:28 Since you've been hurt you became wiser for you have known  That this world is not all about rainbow and unicorn You cried for all the goodbyes for no one will truly stay Even so you need to outgrow bitterness day by day Unjust deeds built you wall and made you stone You casted away from your joy to being alone There were sorrows, pain and tears As you grew older throughout the years Yet no vindictive acts and no vengeance on your mind You enjoyed your silence and remain virtuous and kind Indeed this life is not all about unicorns and rainbows Yet your gentlleness would stay in this place as the wind blows.

Hindi ito tula ito ay damdamin na umaamot ng espasyo sa aking kuwaderno at malupit kong sulatan. Hindi ito tula ito ay tintang humalik sa pisngi ng papel na iyong nilamukos sa aking harapan. Hindi ito tula ito ay latak ng isip mula sa patuloy na umaapaw kong utak at humuhulagpos na kalooban. Hindi ito tula ito ay likidong umaagos mula sa bintana ng aking kaluluwang tinutuyo na lamang ng simoy ng hangin. Hindi ito tula ito ay pagibig na umiindayog sa puso ko na nilulumot na dahil sa manhid mong damdamin. Hindi ito tula ito ay pangarap na namatay sa kulungan ng kalungkutang nilimot ng makasariling mundo natin.

1-Day mourning 12.29.19 8:28AM When things are all out of control And seems impossible When the clouds in your eyes Starting to bewall and fall Weep all but only for a one-day mourn. Get up little darling After your darkest night Stop mourning Pretend for a while that you were okay Wipe your tears, smile and pray. Seems unbearable to walk And very difficut to talk Crawl once, stand up Smile twice There is always hope as sky remains blue as lovely as you.

Tumalikod man ang lahat ng mga tao sa pagkilala sa Iyo At mahulog ang mga bituin mula sa kalangitan Sabay sa sunod-sunod na lindol at mapaminsalamg mga bagyo Ang pagpuri't pagkilala sa Iyo ay di ko tatalikuran. Ikaw ang aking moog, kalasag at dakilang kanlungan Nagbibigay sa kaluluwa ko ng pusong panatag Patnubay ko mula sa silanganan hanggang sa kanluran Maging sa timog at hilaga, sa gitna ng dalita, hirap at bagabag. Malunod man ako sa suliranin at hampasin ng sigwa ng alon ng kagipitan Magkasunod-sunod man ang dagok na matanggap ko sa buhay Hahanapin ko pa rin ang yakap Mo, Ama kong makapangyarihan Yayakap nang mahigpit at magpakailanman ay di na hihiwalay. Magbago man ng ugali, puso't isip ang mga tao sa daigdig At maging katanggap-tanggap ang immoralidad at kasamaan Ako sa Iyo ay patuloy na kikillala at iibig, Oh Diyos ng pag-ibig Ang pagpuri't pagkilala sa Iyo ay di ko tatalikuran. Siya nawa.

Sometimes tears and weeping are not all meant for sorrow perhaps a channel for unloading the burden from your heart like a storm in a starless and darkest night That gives rainbow, After the dimness, Alike smiles and laughter are not always means bliss. Leaning on someone's shoulder is sometimes painful you will learn that even too much sunrise could burn you and being an island as well is aching and distressing that you deprive your soul to see the beauty of a friendship. Sometimes the good plans are not fruitful even you designed it splendidly while the quick and impulsive idea is a success that wonders you what went wrong. Figuring out something is wrong somewhere                                Similar to looking for a needle in a haystack And the witty minds are the ones who failed While the ignorant man lives happily and simply. And you will wonder, how far and how long is the rac...

Since you left me I perceived that all things were still profound the sky has not fallen and the sun still rises in the east all the points that I have discerned are utterly no difference at all and my life still at peace, I figured out that nothing has changed the flowers still bloom and the bees float in the blue as I can see I still eat, pray, laugh and forgive and makes my life happier as birds swinging in the tree, There is no quiver in my soul for I realized with a blissful mind that I’ve found happiness within my heart I was once a very foolish man but just gave myself a time to grieve I’ve tried looking to the brighter side of path, Since you left me.

Game of the gods 7.16.19  11:19PM R. H. Garbo Resting on their laurels, sitting on the clouds in the face of the sky Roaring like a thunder, preparing for a lightning to strike at once Making their people feel uncomfortable, frighten to fry A game of the gods, the rich ones, powerful with dreadful glance. Their people are like slaves in the land of dumb and dull They built empire from the serf's sweat, blood and tears nipped from fight A whip for every vassal's cry, A bullet for every rebel's skull Toasting a glass of wine for every conquest, laughing in sheer delight. The modern day slaves waging war inside the sweatshop, With a  crisp white shirt, silk ties, leather shoes stepping on their wits to lick their master's ass For a small monetary emolument serves as bribe and trap, Oh good Lord, the just One, how long this painful truth would end and last?

Retreat-melancholia 12.15.18 Choosing a path between sweet sentimentality and heartbreaking empathy while bubbling with ignited storytelling about life’s fast speed but the daydreams of childhood suddenly replaced by sad recent reality and seeing yourself drowning in your own flood that you have made by drinking burning liquor and smoking and  inhaling vaporized weed Reaching  million stars then from appealing shade yet forgotten and fade.  You forgot your lineage and the happy memories for you forgot to live Living alone in a poignant nook as a dark and gloomy soul So occupied then and enjoying your wicked vices, both somehow interweave She left you along with your brood, along with your dream Your castle in the sky crumbled like a shattered wall Forlorn and abandoned in a secluded quarter full of scream. Then you woke up from a lurid nightmare and deranged delusions And you thank Him for a second chance and wept remorse You gathered the tiny pieces of y...

Ang pananampalataya ni Inay Noong ako ay musmos pa Namalas ko ang iyong pagluha Sa isang pagsamba Sa mura kong isip Di ko malirip Kung bakit nabasa ng luha ang iyong mga mata? Di ko naman nakita ang lungkot Sa pagmulat ng mata pagkatapos ng panalangin Mas nakita ko ang mga ngiti sa iyong mga labi Na animo'y naging kalakasan mo ang naturang pagluha Ako ay lubos na nagtaka Ano ang meron sa aking ina? Nang magbinata naman Ako ay iyong tinuruan Na magpanata sa Kaniya Ilapit ang lahat kong adhika Mula sa pag-aaral, sa mga problema Pinansiyal, maliliit na bagay Hanggang sa malaki Hanggang sa pag-aasawa sa Kaniya isangguni Ni isang hiling hindi ako nabigo Humanga sa itinuro mong paraan Sa pananalig at tamang pamumuhay Hanga ako sa iyo Inay! Nang mag-asawa ay lalo kong nakita Ang alab sa iyong puso at ang sigla Sa paglilingkod sa Ama lalong umigting Sa naging rebelde kong isip ako ay napaiiling Nanghawak kasi ako sa sariling talino At lawak ng kaalaman N...

Shed light on the mystery (7.06.18) As hundreds of tiny spiders dangling From short silk threads floated in the sky Impossible aerial antics as we marveled But only God knows how and why. Three hundred billion stars in our galaxy One hundred billion galaxies in the observable Universe But no stellar collision in space as we astound by God’s creation, shook the heads of the observers. The mighty and potent hand of the ant A tiny creepy-crawly in this vast and immense land Can carry load five thousand times of its body weight Amazed by this stance, do you see the God’s hand? A man formed from the dust of the earth But why is there gold in the human body? And have around seven octillion atoms Baffled by God’s wit, it’s a pure mystery. Million troubles, for you are a man of tribulations Wounded soul, under par spirit and decaying body Still embraced and rose by unceasing love of the Maker Faith and the power of God shed light on the mystery.

Green is the color of her skin And as dreadful as evil is her grin With foul and obnoxious tongue Unbearable words of lingo and slang Oh how could she sleep at night? For she’s a nightmare at her own fright And an awful view in the moonlight She thought she worked hard overnight And believed she has all the magic and might She has an eye as powerful as a telescope She use it to encroach like a cockroach She has a pack of forty great wolves And forty crows and a swarm of black bees And a group of Winkie slaves like monkeys She will give you apple and carrot to fall asleep Then slash you to death, whip you till you weep She did not carry a broom but rather an umbrella Don’t know why, perhaps she'll use it for her pralala She wants to steal your silver shoes Shoes of happiness for her to use For she don’t have a family, so afraid to dark She’s like a coward dog who loves to bark Afraid to water for it will purify her soul We’re just waiting for her grandest fall...

          Nobody knows you when you're down and out As people love the winner and mock the loser They will take your failure into a lenghty spout While your face will be stained by dust and mud And your darkest road will still be covered by fog Over your head is a lonely and heavy piece of cloud And seems a super storm will test your might.               But let it rain              Let the rain wash your face                from mud and all the stain              Let It rain              And let its wind            to air condition your brain          Let the raindrops flow              on your souls              To cleanse your heart  ...

Fly Smoke They went behind the garage for a fly smoke From end to end The weightless fog enfolded the exquisite air They were too high on the happy side It was either crime, the basketball, music or love They chose love over all A spoon for their hungry souls. And above them is this quiet man Staring at them like a sightless one in a canopy Anguished as he recalled his younger days A lad, wild and free, he was too high then on the happy side It was either crime, the basketball, music or love He chose love over all But look what happened to his soul: ------------------------------- His heart beats speed up Like adrenaline flows And mixed with his blood The smoke fades away As fog at a snail’s pace disappeared A devil’s face grinned at him Like a thousand lights in a night beam. He saw the young gal in the street Alone, a helpless fresh meat He chose love over all Love she never asked or wished for She yelled for help, she cried and cried He saw her face li...

You showed me charming scenery of magic peaks and dazzling sunshine above the clear and blue waves Below your comfort lying the golden and fertile field With double rainbow in the sky when you were born Aside from the golden spoon in your big mouth Indeed, you are a legend, a god to your tribe. You can cure illness and you can spread it too You can cap the mountain white and the sky blue You can control weather, you make the cloud falls, the wind stops and the sun gleams as well But at the end of the day the darkness thrives And you will realize that you’re just an idol and not a God. You are human with limits on time and power You will never stay on top forever Believe me it is just fantasy living here Pretending to be brave amid growing fears For there is another side of life waiting for us-- A different stage, just platform somewhere over there.

In the beginning when He said, "Let there be light," On Earth, on this planet Out of the sheer darkness The sun rose over the mountain, The moon shone over the harbor And the stars twinkled in our eyes. In the middle of the night When hope lying soundly dead When knees bended and tears shed Where the eyes that could only see Are from the pillows on my bed, Seems unanswered prayer In a cold and bleak weather. And out of this dangerous world Where the matter met the time and space There is my God who is unlimited The answer is here On His own spell and pace With His infinite power and mercy On His timing will pour unto me. My God has no limits And exceedingly great Above matter, time and space My Limitless God who's power is boundless Unmeasurable by any measurements His timing is like an accurate scale in complicated math And a perfect steer in perilous path.

In the Cornfield of sadness I cannot walk A Drinking Boy thirsty for delight A silent and loner man who never talked Petrified I am and timid in my own flight. Embracing my heart without fervor is vain Feeding my soul without zeal is certainly wasted Just adding grieve to my core full of pain Heaven on earth, flavorful yet never been tasted. Running out of happy thoughts to think I cannot fly high in the middle of struggle and tussle From the highest hill to deepest lake I sink But strived back to the land and return to the battle. Read and see my soul in my first sorrow Inflict a blade of pain to my wounds deeper To the green corn moon I eagerly stare for tomorrow Chance and glee to God I will whisper. Understand and ease my strife Cleanse my spirit by your wonderful heart Regret is when I look back over my life But your love eases my trouble and doubt. In the Cornfield of sadness I once walked Conquering mind is what I got And lovely and beautiful soul Blo...

Natuto akong magtiis ng hirap Naranasan kong lumuha at mahapis Nasaktan ako sa maraming dalita’t lungkot Wala na akong dapat ikatakot Namanhid na ako sa sakit Kung ano pa ang darating sa buhay Di ako mananamlay Sa pananalig at paglilingkod sa Iyo Nalampasan ko ang lahat ng pighati Ang mga hilahil, pagsubok at bagabag Sa awa’t tulong at pagmamahal Mo. Maraming tao ang napapahamak Maraming sa Iyo ay di nakakakilala Sapagkat sa mga diyus-diyosan sila’y sumasamba Sa mga imahe at larawan Na inanyuan ng mga tao lamang Hindi sa ispiritu at katotohanan Ako ay mapalad at pinili Mo mula sa karamihan Na ang bilang ay tulad sa mga buhangin sa dagat Inililigtas Mo ako sa lahat ng uri ng kasamaan Ikaw oh Ama, ang nakilala kong iisang Diyos na tunay Espiritu sa kalagayan Ang Pinakamarunong at Pinaka-makapangyarihan Simula ng aking kabataan, naranasan ko na ang Iyong patnubay At ang mga himala Mo na nangyari sa aking buhay. Ikaw ang May-ari ng aking buhay at lakas Ikaw ang Ma...

12 Gates of Knowing Original version (2001) Slight Revision (2017) Gate 1, Be Sweet; Janus Artelius opened the door Wanted to dance on my floor Instead she sang 8 Days a Week But she was so pale and so weak She demanded me to be sweet As I was as innocent as a sheep Recipient of a letter-- stay as salty as you are Demanding as she wanted me to fly so high She left me by writing Goodbye Plagiarized lyrics from Air Supply. Gate 2, Be Jealous; Charity Aid walked along my Winding Road She came to me so gorgeous and bold While I wanted to walk in Penny Lane Just that so simple and plain Popularized by the Fabulous Four I have reached the highest score I crossed the bridge as I stepped there But I guessed, got my fair share When I saw her laughing with another kid I never begged for love or even through a bid. Gate 3, Be Cautious; Yankee Doodle knocked on the heaven’s gate And she squarely walked in the very sharp blade She smiled and sat on my lap With a nerv...

You recall when you sat on the floor She opened the door And asked you, “What’s on your mind?” The Bishop riding a Horse While the Queen glances as the King eats And the hand takes the shit “Want to see a piece of my mind?” You said, when she smiled and replied, “Yeah, what’s the piece on your mind?” You kissed your queen like a brave-heart king Like there is no other queen Staring at your aqua blue screen When the million stars like a supernova sting Emerging, burning, gliding, exploding In the distressed sky Where all the cores sauté and fry Yet she’s grinning and pleased; Electrified with made-up bliss.