STEWARDS OF THE EARTH

 A mesmerizing scenery and horizons of the past

Can we still see it now or it will no longer last?

The world is suffering from the humans; illegal activities shows

Is everyone blind? They don't care or they just don't know?

What is happening now to our beautiful world?

Continuous problems like a big smoke that is swirled

Are you still not going to move and take an action?

Your role is not to sit and wait for satisfaction

Do not take our common home for granted

Stand up and be aware on those challenges planted

A care for all is a care for the earth

Use all your might and courage for what is worth

A call to human responsible stewardship

Can make everyone live in tranquility and less hardship

This is for the betterment of the future generation

We should love, protect and keep all God's creation.

written by: Espada, Divine Grace B.

Hello there! This is my another entry for this day and I created this poem as part of the task that I did in school. I just wanna share this and inspire you guys to take good care on our environment and we should always be mindful on our actions because everything that we do corresponds an effect to our common. That would be all!! Have a nice day everyone and remember there are many reasons to smile, :)

Love,

Divine :)

The Youth of Today

 I

Dazzled eyes

Confused minds

Influenced by devouring lights

Slowly drifting through the night

II

The climax of our lives

where only, strong survive

Temptation is our weakness

We all try to escape distress and sadness

III

We are now facing the reality

Bravely standing with self dignity

Upholding peace, love and unity

Surely maintaining the innocence and prosperity

IV

Young, rebellious and free

chasing the future with glee

We long to have the promised of tomorrow 

so that the youth of today shall never sorrow

HELLO BLOGGERS!! ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE I"VE POSTED AN ENTRY HAHAHAH

I forgot that I still have this blog and I was really occupied at school since I am now on my 2nd year college taking up Bachelor of Elementary Education :)

This poem was written by me and my classmates when we were on grade 12, this is like our performance task and I decided to share it with you guys so that you'll get inspired.

I know its been a tough year (2020) but I hope we still get to see the beautiful things that surrounds us. Anyways, may you have a great day and stay positive always!! 

Love,

Divine :)

PROSE POETRY

Hello guys!!! I know its been a long long long time since I posted here and now I'm back with my new output and this is a prose poetry so I hope you will like it :)

A STRANGER IN THE DARK

I.

She paints a ray of sunshine all over her face as if the world is better.

She is tough, fortuitous and contentious like there’s no other could hurt her. Everyone deem her as a fortunate person aside from one thing. None of them knew the true color of the sky. She needs to keep pretending being happy while having a sad soul in one body. And remain to the girl she wish that she could be.

II.

She’s tired embracing the feeling of euphoria. None of them knew that she’s stuck in the depths of the ocean. She stayed there dauntlessly but the waves of despair keep drowning her. The air is getting stuffy from all the delusions. She was wreathing by a great melancholy. Even though she’s surrounded with people by hearing their echoing footsteps, she feels alone, it felt like there is no one and their voices slowly fade away. Only the sound of its own footstep she could catch on.

III.

Wide eyed and wonder, how does everybody does it? Why she can’t. Her life is gloomy as her frizzled hair. Those tainted tears she had are result of her past. What lurks inside her tainted tears? Nevertheless she’s out in the forest, she’s halfway of asphalt jungle and surrounded by people, yet still on one’s own. She was filled with a wish to walk on a flowery path; instead she’s in a small blade of grass sprouting; despite the reason, she can’t flee. She was isolated with anxiety, somewhere she love to be, somewhere where she can avoid the needles. In a beautiful place, alone, to figure everything out.

IV.

One day she asked herself, “Why am I feeling this way? Can someone wake me from this dream? How I wish this isn’t real.”

Thinking about life, trying to find her purpose. The sky was colored dark but she should try to get rid of that darkness with an eraser.  She’s sitting down in a corner then a voice was suddenly discovered saying, “Everything will be okay, just keep on believing. Fix yourself up. Living in this world is chaotic but everything will be okay. Don’t leave yourself behind that mask.”

V.

“You are loved by many, there is always reasons why things happen. Just get up and fight. Don’t leave anyone behind and no matter what happen everything will be okay.”

The tender softness of the voice, a voice boomed with fellowship. Her stifled tears became visible, she felt the waves of relief rippling down from her spine, she didn’t know her feet having its mind by standing up fearlessly. The shadow of agony, little by little, finding its way out. Staring her face in her own reflection, she’s looking in her eyes without speaking, confessing the secrets that is hidden in her heart. Those steely eyes reflect her unflinching courage with a smile that outshines the noon day sun.

:) so how was it?? just comment down below what do you think about my prose poetry I would love to read it <3

Spoken Poetry

This post is about my spoken poetry in Filipino, sana po magustuhan niyo! comment down below your reactions :)

“Panandaliang Nararamdaman”

Isa, isang araw nakita kita sa paaralan, mga mata moy nagniningning, akoy biglang nabighani sa iyong kakisigan. Agad akong napangiti, tumigil ang mundo ko sa di malamang dahilan. Hindi ko makakalimutan ang unang araw na nakita kita,

parang ang saya saya ko, tila walang pinoproblema.

Dalawa, dalawang beses akong nagtataka, bakit kapag nariyan ka, para akong kinukuryente? Hindi mapakali kapag nakakasalubong ka. Alam kong ito’y paghanga lamang pero nang kalaunan na, mas naging interasado sa iyo,

pero baka ilusyon lang ang lahat ng ito.

Tatlo, tatlong segundo akong natulala sayo, mapupungay mong mata tila hindi ko mapigilan na sumigaw dahil ang mga matang iyon ay hindi ko inakalang nakatitig na rin pala sa akin. Sana ako’y mahulog sa bangin, dahil hindi ko mapantayan ang iyong mga titig na pati balahibo ko ay napatindig.

Apat, apat na pagkakataon na muntik na kitang makausap pero tila namimilipit ang itong aking dila at hindi makapagsalita. Natatakot ako na baka sa paglapit ko,

iyon din ang hakbang ng paglayo mo, gulong-gulo ang isip ko, nagbabaka-sakali ay na sana mapansin mo ang tulad ko?

Lima, limang buntong hininga , nang makita kang may kasamang iba, ika’y tuwang-tuwa, ito rin ang kasabay ng aking pagluha. Sa totoong dahilan walang dapat ikalungkot diba?Pero bakit ang hapdi? Sadyang pag-ngiti na lamang ang aking maisusukli.

Anim, anim na sampal ang nakuha ko, sampal ng realidad, na dapat matagal ko nang nakuha. Bakit pa kasi umasa?! Umasa ako sa wala ngunit nung ako ay handa ng kalimutan ka, bigla mong sinabi ang kataga “gusto kita” pero huli na, 

yung pagmamahal ko na dapat ay sa iyo ay napunta sa iba.

Empty Space Classroom

A four walls that I see everyday. It is more than just its stark simplicity or its apparent tarnishes. For these flaws depict genuine beauty and represents history.

It is filled with peacefulness and silence. The lone window high on the outside all allowed only one tiny gleam of light to pronounce the time of day. I can see rusty chairs, dirty white walls that held the cold inside the room as if it were collecting it.



 I can hear the solemnity and the absence of noise which reminds me of the past. The empty space of the room makes me feel at ease its like having contentment on life.

The harmonious sound of muteness is somewhat defeaning. Tranquility is trapped inside the four walls longing to get out. The tediousness destroyed the final remnants of longing to be alone.

The ambient light that shines through every now and then, brings out stories to be heard. It is regarded as an epitome to a milieu that builds morals and values.

Scraped with scribbles and splashed with a burst of calm color that reveals more than just a story to be told. Not a fairytale nor a sheer of fantasy, but a story of how it all started ---- a story of friendship.

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Hi there bloggers! Its been 3 months since I posted here, so there it is. Take me long enough because I've been very busy lately and I forgot that I have this blog thingy 😂

Its my descriptive writing, my work at school and decided to post it here to share it you guys. I'll accept any comments and reactions 😂

Have a great weekend ahead! God bless you all :)

Poem

Hey there bloggers! Its been a long time since I posted an entry for my blog. 

And now I feel like i want to post a blog because this past few weeks, I instantly got hooked on Korean Dramas. I recommend you guys watch 'W Two Worlds' that is the most amazing KDrama that i've watch especially the lead actor is so cute! <3 can't contain his cuteness its unbearable! Also I'm currently watching 'The Legend of the Blue Sea' and 'My Best Ex-Boyfriend'. 

I will cut my chitchat and here it is! The main subject of this blog.

This is actually a poem, written by me. It's for my November entry.

   The Pretentious Girl

She was a very strong and brave person

But deep inside she is definitely not

She has ways to smile in any situation

For she wants to think that she is tough

Some people may not know

What is her true personality?

Tired for pretending that she is happy

But continued to be the girl who pretend to be

She didn’t know why the people beside her,

It felt that there is no one

She felt loneliness and anger

It is like she have been shot by a gun

One day she asked herself with a toy doll,

Do I deserve to be here in this world?

Because she thinks her life is miserable

Just like her hair that is being curled

Everyone thinks she is totally free

The lucky girl just enjoying things she had

What they thought is wrong she can’t even flee

All she has to do is to wont feel sad and bad.

She wants to cry so the pain will ease

That should not be, shedding a tear is weak

Focuses on things that make her happy at least

Only to forget her problems for a week

Suddenly she realized everything

She wants to be a person with no pretention

Life is full of mysteries and some things.

Moved on because everything happens for reason.

TRIVIA: I wrote that poem in just 45 minutes, "congratulations self! you made it." lol

anyway guys that's all for today and have a great day always! God bless :)