Lockdown

 

When the bad luck day came to be

The clouds with darkness cover the skies

It was a bad feeling that  day I cannot harvest my labor.

 

When the paper was not process

My world turn upside down

When nothing left in your wallet

Only angry and sorrow appear in you

 

I pray to God, he will bless me that day

A good friend leads her helping hand

Even her whole family was suffering

From a virus of imagination

 

The day full of a bad experience

 laying down in my body of negativity

I feel evil and savage heart

My naked soul and confuse heart bring me to wonder

Thinking of ending my life to end my agony

 

When a woman with a map in her face

Slow doing her job, and I can only think of bad things

I want to slap on her face a million times

 

I lost hope and take a day to day as a challenge

The lockdown made me so sad and lonely

I lost a man who knows me and cares for me

I will be missing  you eternally

Til we meet again in a perfect time 

Lockdown June 15,2021

Penn Tulabing Larena 

Tanjayanon legacy For Literature

Tanjayanon  legacy For Literature

Dumaguete-born, political activist,Literature icon and writer. Martinez was resettled with his family by the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees; has lived in Los Angeles, CA since July '74. He was the 1979 Editor, Asian American News (L.A.); awarded First Prize for "The Amulet", Short Story / Don Carlos Palanca Memorial Awards for Literature; and a 1997 Palanca Awardee, poetry, for "Shadow on the Sun".

He published poetry, short stories, and essays in Philippine Free Press and Weekly Graphic,1964-1971; was record holder, Silliman University, collegiate debate gold medals won against RP's top universities, Ateneo de Manila, San Carlos University, University of San Jose, and Divine Word University; Outstanding Alumnus (Literature), Foundation University, Philippines. Currently Secretary General, Alliance for Separate and Independent Nations, Negros and St. Paul University Pillar in Literature.

Atty .David "Danny" Cabello Martinez,JD,LLB

THAT FOR WHICH WE THOUGHT SHE WOULD BE

A Short Poem by

Rolin Migyuel Cadallo Obina

The bud opened. Slowly-

Even the thorns below could not prevent her -

from blooming

It awaited. Patiently-

For the bees to sip its nectar,

and the butterflies to flirt,

Amidst the discomfort,

of the blowing wind-

Amihan

She knew her time

would come. She didn't rush.

She waited. For so long-

And now,

it has already bloomed-

beautifully

And without warning,

she was nipped,

from the stem

She knew, by then,

her time is fast coming-

to die, wither and be gone

No roots to cling on to,

she was

a virgin

No more bees, no butterflies,

her life was destined to be short-

she, only to be adored - only for a while

Literary Development of Negros Oriental in Bais and Tanjay

 Women in Literature in Negros Oriental  

Men  in Literature in Negros Oriental  

Everlasting love 2001- by Penn T. Larena

When a son was born

The family was happy

Every afternoon we walked to shell beach sand

Togetherness is like Everlasting love 

 

The water was so green and cool

The firefly light  in the nipa palm such a beautiful evening

But when God gave us sadness

The struggle in life with a broken heart

A memory of sad and loneliness appear in my shadow

 

When you saw everybody was wearing black and sadness on their face

You feel the smell of the floral scent scratch everywhere

A tear drops with a sense of sadness and feeling the darkness

When the sound of the roaster and the dawn came the morning light

The morning glory appear gracefully with majesty

 

The aroma of green grass spread the surrounding,

feeling the sadness of losing someone at your Tender age

The woman stands in silence holding the two boys and promise to care for them 

 

Growing up I feel the loneliness of a love

I was waiting for a long time

My heart moves from cold to fire

Would that I could walk with you,

Along some distant seashore,

Leaving only footprints,

 

When my time comes in the future

I want  to see your  sweet smile

I want you to wait for me in the old railway

I will hold your hand to the white light

To meet my creator received my everlasting love

Holding you forever and the love I want for eternity

 

 

 By Penn Tulabing Larena,MPA,KCR

Educator,Civic Leader, Rover Scout ,Poet and Historian

Bais City Philippines

 

 

                   Photo by : AMAROMA

Sana

 

 SANA
Tula ni Josette May C. Absin

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Si Mam Josette May C. Absin ay Teacher III sa Jacinto Aguilar School ng Tanjay City Division. Mahilig siyang sumulat ng kuwento at mga tulang pambata. Naging inspirasyon niya sa akdang ito ang mga kabataan, ang kanyang pamilya, at mga kaibigang naniniwala at patuloy na sumusuporta sa kanyang talento

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