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Ang Hagdan ng Buhay

Ang buhay ay hagdan na bawat baitang
ay mayroong turo't iniiwang aral.
Sa dulo ng hagdan ako'y nakarating.
Anu-anong aral ba'ng naiwan sa 'kin?

Ang unang baitang, di ko namalayan
Ang aking paligid, hindi nawarian
Ako pa ay sanggol at kulang sa muwang
Ngunit kahit konti, na'y may natutunan
Ang ilan sa aking pangangailangan
Umiyak lang ako'y aking nakakamtan
Pag ako'y nagutom, sa 'ki'y ilalapit
Ang dibdib ni Inang sa gatas ay tigib
Pag ako'y naginaw, ako ay nanlamig
Ako'y mababalot, yakap na mainit
Ngunit gusto ko mang do'n ay manatili
Hindi mangyayari, hindi maaari
Ako nga'y sagana do'n sa pagmamahal
Ngunit kailangang ako ay lumisan

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poem by Pacific Hernandez
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Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 01 - Summer

"Oh, dear, this utterly sweltering season of the highly rampant sun is drawing nigh, and it will always be good enough to go on taking daytime baths, as the lakes and rivers will still be with plenteous waters, and at the end of the day, nightfall will be pleasant with fascinating moon, and in such nights Love-god can somehow be almost mollified...[who tortured us in the previous vernal season... but now without His sweltering us, we can happily enjoy the nights devouring cool soft drinks and dancing and merrymaking in outfields...]

"Oh, beloved one, somewhere the moon shoved the blackish columns of night aside, somewhere else the palace-chambers with water [showering, sprinkling and splashing] machines are highly exciting, and else where the matrices of gems, [like coolant pearls and moon-stone, etc.,] are there, and even the pure sandalwood is liquefied [besides other coolant scents,] thus this season gets an adoration from all the people...

"The beloved ones will enjoy the summer's clear late nights while they are atop the rooftops of buildings that are delightful and fragranced well, while they savour the passion intensifiers like strong drinks and while the ladylove's face suspires the bouquets of those drinks together with melodious instrumental and vocal music...

"The women are ameliorating the heat of their lovers with their chicly silken coolant fineries gliding onto their rotund fundaments, for they are knotted loosely, and on those silks glissading are their golden cinctures with their dangling tassels that are unfastened on and off, and with their buxom bosoms that are bedaubed with sandal-paste and semi-covered with pearly strings and golden lavalieres, and with their locks of hair that are sliding onto their faces, which locks are fragrant with bath-time emulsions, which are just applied before their oil bath...

"Brightly coloured with the reddish foot-paint that is akin to the colour of lac's reddish resin, adorned with anklets that are festooned with jingling bells, whose tintinnabulations on their stepping after stepping mimic the clucks of swans, with such feet those women with bumpy behinds are rendering the hearts of people impassioned, in these days of pre-summer...

"These days the bosoms of womenfolk are bedaubed with scents and sandal-paste, and they are given out to snowily and whitely pearly pendants that are sported on those bosoms, and even their hiplines are with the dangling golden griddle-strings, with such a lovely ostentation whose heart is it, that does not fill with raptures...

"The seams of limbs of ladies of age are conquered by the often emerging sweat, thus those peaky bosomed lustful ladies are presently banding their bosoms with softish fineries, casting aside their roughish apparels ...

"The rustles of air comprising the aroma of watered sandal-paste, blown off by the fans with peacocks' plumage, and the rustle of strings of pearls when the roundish bosoms of loves are hugged, together with the subtle melody of string instruments, and subtly sung intonations of singers, now appear to awaken Love-god, Manmatha, who is as though asleep after his manoeuvres in the last spring season...

"On leisurely seeing the faces of the maids that are comfortably sleeping well on the tops of whitish edifices, the moon of these nights is highly ecstasized, for he is unpossessed with any such flawless face, as his own face is flawed with rabbit-like, deer-like foibles, and when the night dwindles, he doubtlessly goes into state of pallidity, as though ashamed to show his face to the flawless sun...

"The intolerable westerly wind of the summer is up-heaving the clouds of dust, even the earth is ablaze, set by the blazing sun, and the itinerants whose hearts are already put to blaze by the blazing called the detachment from their ladyloves, and now it has become impossible for them even to look at the blazing earth, to tread further...

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poem by Kalidasa
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Balatkayong Pag-ibig

Balatkayong pag-ibig
sa akin
ay huwag mong ialay
sapagkat ang nais kong pag-ibig
ay yaong tunay lamang.

Kahit na iyong ginto
ay hindi tunay
kahit na iyong rosas
ay hindi tunay
ay ligaya kong tatanggapin
basta't iyong pag-ibig
ay tunay lamang.

Balatkayong pag-ibig
sa akin
ay huwag mong ialay
sapagkat ang nais kong pag-ibig
ay yaong tunay lamang.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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There Is A Wheel Inside My Head

There is a wheel inside my head
Of wantonness and wine,
An old, cracked fiddle is begging without,
But the wind with scents of the sea is fed,
And the sun seems glad to shine.

The sun and the wind are akin to you,
As you are akin to June.
But the fiddle! . . . It giggles and twitters about,
And, love and laughter! who gave him the cue? -
He's playing your favourite tune.

poem by William Ernest Henley
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Hari Ng Musika (edited)

Oh, Hari ng musika
anong kapangyarihan meron ka
at tila nababasa mo
ang laman ng aking dibdib.

Oh, Hari ng musika
anong kapangyarihan meron ka
at iyong musika
ay tila gamot
sa aking kalungkutan.

Oh, Hari ng musika
anong kapangyarihan meron ka
at iyong musika
ay tila isang kamay
na nagtutulak sa akin
sa pangarap.

Oh, Hari ng musika
sa iyo ay aking hiling

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poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Womanhood

I want a woman
Akin to a tendril,
As fragile as it could be,
To fondle and humble
The way I did with my doll
When I was a child.

Also I want a woman
Akin to a wood,
As sturdy as it could be,
On who to rest and recline
The way I nestled onto
The lap of my mother.

In the company of the former
I feel I have conquered.
In the company of the latter
I feel I am secure.
The one who lacks either of whom
Is the one led astray.

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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Let The Night Sleep

Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With the night I sleep
Beyond the world to peep
Universe will sleep
Plants and trees
Birds and bees
Stars and moon
To sleep very soon!
Fruits and flowers
Joy with showers
Will sleep with me and the night
Not to keep the life very tight!
No dawn of the day
Right upto the dooms day!
Sleep permanent
In the world impermanent
I'll sleep without light
My agonies will sleep
My worries will sleep

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poem by Subbaraman N V
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Kuzeyli Rüyalar

Gün doğuşunda gel Kuzeyden
Şile beyazı askılı akşamları giyinip
Bekliyor olacağım verandasında ayrılığın
Giyotine göndermek için
Günahkar pişmanlıklarımı bir bir
Söz
Gün doğarken gel
Yeter ki gel
Kuzeyden

Rem
Yerinden kopuk rüyalarımın
Kaçak seyyahı
Acıtıyor biletsiz girişlerin
Kavuruyor bedenimi Jeannne d'Arc alevi
Her gece aynı yerde peydahlanıp
Ama sen
Gelmelisin Kuzeyden
Taç yapıp papatyaları

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poem by Muzaffer Akin
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Mga Luha ng Kandila

Ako ay papunta sa mundong ibabaw
Nang ang liwanag mo'y una kong mamasdan
Liwanag na siyang matiyagang gumabay
Sa isang pares ng mabubuting kamay
Na sa akin ay sumahod mula sa karimlan
Na aking daigdig hanggang siyam na buwan
Ako'y inilapag nang buong lumanay
Sa siping ni Ina ako'y inilagay

Noon ko nakita luha mong napatak
Na kung para ano'y di ko madalumat
Iyon ba ay luha ng kaligayahan
Ang magiging akin, buhay na tiwasay
O 'yun ba'y mga luha ng kalungkutan
Ang daranasin ko'y pawang kabiguan

Muli kong nakita ang iyong liwanag
Sa araw na takda noong aking binyag
Muli, nakita ko iyong mga luha
'Yon ba'y pahiwatig o kaya'y babala

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Gina

Gina'ya yazmıyorum aylardır
Eski günlerin hatrına demişti Rafael
Hiç olmazsa eski günlerin
Kaç kalem eskitti bu dil, kim bilir?
Tüketti mürekkep duygusal hokkamı
Yazamadım

Kafaları çekip Franco'nun barında
Şiirden, sanattan laflardık,
Music box'ta Eagles, sonra Ajda
Yakıp geçmemişti henüz
Genç kızdı iri gözlü Gina

Yıllar sonra o büyüdü
Ben küçülmeye başladım
Saçlarımda, yüzümde

Zaman değil, cesaretim olmadı söylemeye
Kaç kez kaldık başbaşa, ama anlamalıydı
Anlamalıydı her kaçırdığımda

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poem by Muzaffer Akin
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