PANGANDOY

Ang bukid ni Aya,
Puno ang kusina,
Dunay kahamugaway,
Komunidad magmaya sa kanunay. Ang talaran ni Samy,
Adunay kabulakan,
Kasili nga libre,
Busog permaninte. Kabaw, baboy ug mga kamanokan,
Gipanag-iyahan kini ni Cora,
Apan iyaha kining gibiyaan,
Aron kinabuhi mapanalipdan. Damgo ni Anlagi,
Malinawong makapauli,
Makapangahoy nga libre,
Sa iyang yutang kabilin. Pangandoy ni Allen,
Mga anak makauban,
Mga anak makakaon,
Ug mga lami nga utan. Paghandom ni Tinoy,
Makalingkawas kang PNoy,
Dis-armahan ang ALAMARA,
Aron sa ingon niana, makapauli na sila! Si Aya, Samy, Cora, Anlagi, Allen ug Tinoy
Pipila lamang sa mga nagsugilon,
Sakaharuhay sa kinabuhi
Sa Kapalong, Talaingod ug Bukidnon. Kinabuhi nga lingaw ug dunay kalinaw,
Mao ang ilang bugtong nga ginahinamhinam,
Kinabuhing way gyera ug way ALAMARA,
Maong panawagan, ALAMARA DIS-ARMAHAN, KARON NA! copyright 09102015 by bgca

STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART NI JONG AVILA

I was in Nueva Ecija for my field work that time when I and my boyfriend were having a "Straight from the Heart" sms exchanges and I quote: AKO: Dah, nag-unsa ka?
JONG: Nagahimo ug report.
AKO: Miss you dah.
JONG: Miss you too Momi. Maya na ta txtx ha..
AKO: Ok. After 15 minutes... AKO: Dah, OA kaayo ang gift ni Bon2x sa iyang uyab ba, hehe.
JONG: Unsa di gift.
AKO: Stuff toy + Pillow hug + Letter = OA.
JONG: Haha... gus2 ka mag-ing-ana pud ko?
AKO: Naa ra na nimo gud, if you feel doing it or not. Lahi2x man ug love expression ang tao.
JONG: Next time, try nako mag-ing-ana jejeje, unsa kaha dagway nako?
AKO: Murag praning, haha! Bitaw naa ra na nimo oi ug unsa imong way sa pag-express sa love nimo for me.
JONG: Mag-igsoon jud diay mo!
AKO: Hehe! Mao jud. Ingon ana man sad among way to express our love.
JONG: Swerte au ko sa imu kay luv kay imu jud ginapakita. Ako man gud medyo material usahay ang akong basehan sa luv., pag makita naku nga happy ang tao nga nakuha nya iya gusto hapy rpud ko.
AKO: You don't need to satisfy me with material things dah, though I understand din naman kay bisan sa imong family you are all out materially man.
JONG: Hmmmp, bsta I know much nga LOVE taka may kwarta man o wala.
AKO: Thanks dah, am not just lucky but very blessed to have you. Dah, dili naka naga-eye ug laing girl?
JONG: Nganong mangita pa man ko lain intawn oi nga perfect naman ka for me.
AKO: Bolero, atik jud ni o.
JONG: Ug nganong bolahon man tika abier?
AKO: Alangan tagsa ra man ka mag-ingon ani gud. hehe
JONG: Hay naku, everytime nalang jud diay ko mag-ingon ani para motoo sa kanunay akong Momi nga love nako sya?!
AKO: Dili man pud, but sometimes need to be expressive lang pud verbally. hehe.
JONG: Luv u so much, God knows that.:) Whew! After all that we've been through, here we are, still strong and even growing stronger! Thanks God!

THE LONGEST RIDE

You drive me crazy,
As your tongue travels to my inner soul,
Your limitless ohs and ahs,
Provokes to give my all in all. It all just started with a kiss,
While the dawn is breaking,
The kisses were so torrid,
It never get me worried. The lights were off,
As we took off our clothes,
The air was fresh,
As we mawn until dawn. Your lips moved,
As my hip dances,
Our eyes we closed,
As we do the rest.

STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART NI JONG AVILA

I was in Nueva Ecija for my field work that time when I and my boyfriend were having a "Straight from the Heart" sms exchanges and I quote: AKO: Dah, nag-unsa ka?
JONG: Nagahimo ug report.
AKO: Miss you dah.
JONG: Miss you too Momi. Maya na ta txtx ha..
AKO: Ok. After 15 minutes... AKO: Dah, OA kaayo ang gift ni Bon2x sa iyang uyab ba, hehe.
JONG: Unsa di gift.
AKO: Stuff toy + Pillow hug + Letter = OA.
JONG: Haha... gus2 ka mag-ing-ana pud ko?
AKO: Naa ra na nimo gud, if you feel doing it or not. Lahi2x man ug love expression ang tao.
JONG: Next time, try nako mag-ing-ana jejeje, unsa kaha dagway nako?
AKO: Murag praning, haha! Bitaw naa ra na nimo oi ug unsa imong way sa pag-express sa love nimo for me.
JONG: Mag-igsoon jud diay mo!
AKO: Hehe! Mao jud. Ingon ana man sad among way to express our love.
JONG: Swerte au ko sa imu kay luv kay imu jud ginapakita. Ako man gud medyo material usahay ang akong basehan sa luv., pag makita naku nga happy ang tao nga nakuha nya iya gusto hapy rpud ko.
AKO: You don't need to satisfy me with material things dah, though I understand din naman kay bisan sa imong family you are all out materially man.
JONG: Hmmmp, bsta I know much nga LOVE taka may kwarta man o wala.
AKO: Thanks dah, am not just lucky but very blessed to have you. Dah, dili naka naga-eye ug laing girl?
JONG: Nganong mangita pa man ko lain intawn oi nga perfect naman ka for me.
AKO: Bolero, atik jud ni o.
JONG: Ug nganong bolahon man tika abier?
AKO: Alangan tagsa ra man ka mag-ingon ani gud. hehe
JONG: Hay naku, everytime nalang jud diay ko mag-ingon ani para motoo sa kanunay akong Momi nga love nako sya?!
AKO: Dili man pud, but sometimes need to be expressive lang pud verbally. hehe.
JONG: Luv u so much, God knows that.:) Whew! After all that we've been through, here we are, still strong and even growing stronger! Thanks God!

HE

He seems so quite yet deep,
Passionate and sweet,
So fragile yet whole,
His heart and his soul; He’s often tough,
Yet soft enough,
His warmth embrace,
Cradle me with love; He’s every woman’s desire,
For he’s a man of honor,
A man of pride,
That every woman adores; Oh, how blessed and blissful,
I’m in his arms so wonderful,
Oh, how happy and grateful,
That he’s a man of my own!

GOD'S CREATIONS

Skies so clear,
Moon, stars - I stare,
Skies of glare,
Sunlight, sunset - so rare. Humming birds,
Swaying trees,
I feel the breeze,
I feel the kiss. Moving seas,
Waves of peace,
Flowing rivers,
I am so at peace. How serene,
How marvelous,
God's creations,
So wonderful. Creatures' call, natures' cry,
Creations should live rather than die,
Creator's shouts for justice in the sky,
That common tao must listen way up high.

GOOD FRIDAY

She cooks,
She changes the beddings,
She dresses up,
For it's a Good Friday. He travels,
From a far away place,
He is tired and groggy,
Still it's a Good Friday. Veggies, meats, and fishes,
Fondants, creams, and crisps,
All of these are sweet goodies,
Every Good Friday. Hugs, kisses, caresses,
Couple chit-chats so limitless,
Finally the weekend so endless,
They meet, indeed it's a Good Friday!

YOU

You fill up my senses
When you start staring at me
You wakened my sanity
As you keep holding me; You mesmerize me
With your charm and your smile
You blossom me
With your scent and your love; You sing me a chorus When my heart so desperate You give a leap of faith When my soul so lonely indeed; Yes, it's really you Who turns my mourning into dancing Yes, it's only you Who brings out the best in me!

ENDLESS MOURNING

Never a joy,
Neither a blessing,
It's always a mourning,
In an endless morning. Spares and arrows,
Over guns and bullets,
Shouts of freedom,
In an endless mourning. Valleys, hills, mountains,
Oceans, rivers, springs,
Serenity and peace, no more
In an endless mourning. Solitude and resiliency,
Despite the inequality,
Respect for the sanctuary,
Our basis for unity. The mourning of mornings ends,
When chirps of the birds are heard,
The endless mourning ends,
When the revolution begins.

WITH YOU

With you I’m inspired,
With you I’m glad,
With you I’m grateful,
With you I’m blessed,
For you are the one that I love.

With you I am loved,
With you I am valued,
With you I am cared,
With you I am Me,
For I am the one you love.

Together we dream,
Together we hope,
Together we believe,
Together we pray;
That someday we will live and love as one.

MUSIC TO MY SOUL

Every note,
Every lyric,
Every song,
Is a music to my soul. I've been battling all the while,
Lying and crying,
I've been praying all the time,
Singing for a new beginning. Does the music heal my soul?
Or the rhythm shows it all,
Does the soul hears my call?
That the music gave her all. I sing for healing,
I sing for love,
I sing for justice,
That comes from above. Thanks you for the music,
The songs I am singing,
Thanks for the melody,
That you accompany. Oh how joyous it will be,
How blissful I must say,
The art of music I must say,
It lifted my whole life's creativity!

MY LIFE

I have a story,
My life's own journey,
I just want to share,
To all people who care. I grew up with my aunt,
Who is loving and kind,
I grew up with my aunt,
Who never forsakes me all my life. My mother abandoned me,
When I was still a baby,
She went with somebody,
Who is not worthy. My father has his own family,
And I miss him so badly,
For even if he wasn't there for me,
But at least he did not dump me away. I may not be having a perfect family,
But God bestowed me with a tapestry,
That is resiliency amidst life inconsistencies,
That is direction despite the absurdities.
PANGANDOY

Ang bukid ni Aya,
Puno ang kusina,
Dunay kahamugaway,
Komunidad magmaya sa kanunay. Ang talaran ni Samy,
Adunay kabulakan,
Kasili nga libre,
Busog permaninte. Kabaw, baboy ug mga kamanokan,
Gipanag-iyahan kini ni Cora,
Apan iyaha kining gibiyaan,
Aron kinabuhi mapanalipdan. Damgo ni Anlagi,
Malinawong makapauli,
Makapangahoy nga libre,
Sa iyang yutang kabilin. Pangandoy ni Allen,
Mga anak makauban,
Mga anak makakaon,
Ug mga lami nga utan. Paghandom ni Tinoy,
Makalingkawas kang PNoy,
Dis-armahan ang ALAMARA,
Aron sa ingon niana, makapauli na sila! Si Aya, Samy, Cora, Anlagi, Allen ug Tinoy
Pipila lamang sa mga nagsugilon,
Sakaharuhay sa kinabuhi
Sa Kapalong, Talaingod ug Bukidnon. Kinabuhi nga lingaw ug dunay kalinaw,
Mao ang ilang bugtong nga ginahinamhinam,
Kinabuhing way gyera ug way ALAMARA,
Maong panawagan, ALAMARA DIS-ARMAHAN, KARON NA! copyright 09102015 by bgca

THE BAKWITS

We journeyed,
Sleepless, tireless, restless,
We walked,
With faith though with fear. We arrived,
Happy, hopeful, blessed,
They arrived,
We're harassed and troubled. Men in uniform,
Armed with shields and truncheons,
Men in uniform,
Who created malady and chaos. The Ata-Manobo's only plea,
Stay away, go away,
From the hills and mountains,
From HARAN -our sanctuary of peace. The Indigenous Peoples call,
Is only to hear their loud cry,
The Indigenous Peoples cry,
Is not to militarize but to respect their rights!

THE LONGEST RIDE

You drive me crazy,
As your tongue travels to my inner soul,
Your limitless ohs and ahs,
Provokes to give my all in all. It all just started with a kiss,
While the dawn is breaking,
The kisses were so torrid,
It never get me worried. The lights were off,
As we took off our clothes,
The air was fresh,
As we mawn until dawn. Your lips moved,
As my hip dances,
Our eyes we closed,
As we do the rest.

FIRST USE

I was exploring of my laptop's applications until I found this one. This is simple but not protected. I guess I still have to choose among the four applications that I uploaded. But I decided to use this application because it is easier and friendly. Starting this month I will be blogging and making some essays or poems for my new collections. I want to root my inspiration in the environment where I am situated. Hoping for more write ups.