Ephesians 3: My heart’s Cry

Ephesians 3: My heart’s Cry
-iamJirah
5/5/13

Strengthened me with might, O, Lord,
Dwell in my heart through faith
That I may be rooted and grounded in Your love.
Filled me with Your fullness, O, Lord.
Grant everything according to Your will and glory;
Do not lose heart at me.
Draw me closer to You
And cover me by Your precious blood.

On Sailor’s Boat

 

 

One day a sailor asked me

     to join his ride – a fearless escape from reality.

I got into his boat with glees –

with reservations though.

Away from the shore,

     we’re filled with contentment and delights.

Waves and wind danced with us;

     caressed our oars and craft.

 

Then storm came,

hard wind blew.

Wrecking our boat and driving us back –

to the shore.

For a moment I thought, why does reality drag me back

whenever I choose to courageously depart?

 

The storm set on,

wind blew harder.

Wrecking our boat and driving us back –

to the shore.

Still the sailor assured me of a safe voyage.

SPELL IT OUT

Chocolates and flowers in most corners

Huggable bears on baskets and so

Bright red hearts hung and posted

In varying bits and pieces and sizes too

Replicas of cupid with bows and arrows

Ready to shoot a charge of love in every heart

Beating so perfectly for its other half.

L-O-V-E

Spells out this season

A season for those hearts filled with amorous affection

A season for those hearts bind by years of warmth

A season for a hopeful heart looking for its match

A season for young and not so young

A season of hugs and kisses

A season for all

A season for a happy heart and its twin soul.

02/2/13

Sabi Mo…

 

Sabi Mo…

Busilak ang iyong hangarin

Damdami’y mananatili anuman ang suungin.

Sabi Mo…

“Gagawin lahat, O aking giliw,

Mabigyan lamang ng saya’t aliw”.

Sabi Mo…

Pahahalagahan ang nilaang tiwala

Walang gagawin upang ito’y mabalewala.

Subalit ngayo’y anong nangyari ?

Luha’t pighati ngayo’y naghahari

Di mo nga lang ba napanindigan?

O sadyang ang lahat ay SABI MO lang.

Puso nga Naman :P

 

Kailangan ba talagang mainlove?

Pabigat ba?

O Sadyang saya ang dala?

Ay, ewan!

Puso nga naman..

“Gudmorning, tsup!” sa umaga.
“Gudnyt, mua:*” sa gabi.

Isali mo pa ang

“wag kang magpagutom ha…’

At “mag-iingat ka <3”

Hatid sa pagpasok si babae.

Sundo pa yan panigurado nitong si lalake.

Di ka ba nauumay, pre?

Halos araw-araw ata ganire,

Pasalamat na lang kung may halik sa pisngi.

Ito pa…

Sa kondisyon ni gurl,

Boy, wag kang sasabat.

Kundi daig mo pa ang sundalong,

sa giyera, dala ay sibat.

Kasabay sa pagsaulo ng Bill of Rights,

imemorays din ang petsa

kung kailan mo nakuha ang matamis na “OO”.

Para sa mansari nyo,

(Anibersari kung papalarin kayo =)

Ulo ng syota mo wag uminit sayo, iho.

Tsokolate, teddybear at rosas

Dagdag mo pa ang kain sa labas

Bulsa kaya’y di mabutas?

Isipin din ang bukas

Para iwas malas.

Oops. Awat muna..

Oi, Gurl, ikaw nman ang ibibida.

Mukha mo’y laging ingatan.

Si boy lagi yang tititigan.

Pero wag  mo naming pakapinturahan

Baka pagkamalang atsuete yan.

Sa daan, wag kang mabibigla.

Kung kamay mo’y hawak na niya.

E, Akbay pa nga yan kung minsan.

Sabihan si boy na wag lalabisan

Para sakto lang kung titingan.

Wag din palang isantabi,

Damit mo, binibini.

Brand new man yan o U.K ‘te,

Isuot lamang kung bagay at Keri.

Mas simple, mas swabe.

Sandali lang, hahabol pa.

Di mawawala ang away sa eksena.

LQ daw sabi nila.

Ito lang ang payo ko, kuya,

Sa pagsuyo, ikaw na ang mauna.

Tama ka man at mali siya.

Mahirap na madali ang drama.

Ang simpleng pagtext noon.,

Animo’y matinding obligasyon na ngayon.

Di bale, ikaw naman ay masaya,

Kasama mo pa siya, e, di maganda.

Hay, kaya pala naiinlove,

Dagdag kulay sa buhay na minsa’y malamlam.

Pambihirang puso nga naman.

Akala ko pagtibok lang ang alam.

Pati pala kakornihan

At ang isang bagay na nakakawindang –

PAG-IBIG ata tawag dyan.

04l15l12

Out of the Blue


I have nothing to write –

Nothing to transcribe;

Countless ideas seemed to die.

And bags of words do hide.

I hate it when boredom strikes

Pen and papers –

my weapons… now, Idislike,

though I hold them so tight.

Right at this very moment,

my mind is superbly idle.

But when emptiness starts to reign,

There, I heard voice from somewhere.

A voice so audible and tough –

An influential voice I used to hear –

CAPTIVATING –

LEADING –

I tend to ignore it.

Yet, the voice continuously calls.

To give less attention is my last resort.

Unknowingly, my hand does what the voice commands.

Allowing my fragile self to be ruled,

I found my hands making this piece.

A piece I unconsciously made out of dullness.

A piece that finally gives an answer to a distracting thought.

To what thought it is …

I hold it just within myself.

 

04l06l12

UNFINISHED JOURNAL

As the cold wind embraces my body
and as the raindrops wet my naked feet
this search…
this quest reaches its peak.

thousand miles of walk
i don’t care much
Just to find you again
is what i wanted most

every step I take…
every move i make…
all are driven by memories
the two of us joyfully shared

we don’t care much of time
we don’t mind what others may say
we don’t know what our future may bring
no IF’s, no BUT’s, just the two of us.

where did you go?
my mind continuously wonder
with the pouring of the rain
these eyes tiredly weep…

will I be able to find you again?
will our love story gain its new page?
or along the way, I will unconsciously fall
for someone who made me strong
in times when your presence is what i long for.

-iamJIRAH (10-12-11)