Sunday, November 18, 2018

Sweet Revenge

In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play,

A tale of sweet revenge unfolds its sway. 

A heart, once broken, now beats with fiery grace, 

As justice weaves a tapestry of sweet revenge's place. 

 

The memory of pain, a burning fire within, 

A thirst for retribution, a desire to win. 

The sweetest revenge, a taste of triumph true, 

As the aggrieved soul rises, renewed anew.  

 


With every step, with every breath, a plan unfolds, 

To right the wrongs, to seize the sweet revenge to hold. 

The world may doubt, the world may scoff and sneer, 

But sweet revenge will come, and bring a tear. 

 

The heart, now hardened, forged in fire and pain, 

A weapon sharpened, a will unbroken and gain. 

The time is nigh, the moment at hand, 

To take the sweetest revenge, to take the stand.


Sunday, November 11, 2018

O Lovely Tree

Years ago, each morning, I had to stash towels, colognes, baby powder, and my office uniform in the car, as I drove my kids to their school. Their classes started an hour and a half earlier than my work. This gave me a window of time to do anything I like. And so, I laced up my running shoes and hit the trails of Cebu Business Park grounds which is just behind their school.

This had become my morning regimen that in a way help improve my physical well-being.

Each run left me feeling rejuvenated and energized, enough to equip me in tackling the daily tensions later that day in my work.

Interestingly, there was this one tree in particular that became my sanctuary. No matter the weather, it provided shelter and comfort to me.

Beneath its branches, the cool morning air wrapped around me like a gentle embrace.

I could hear birds chirping above and insects buzzing around in the tall grass.

The scent of the air carried a sweet aroma of earth and greenery.

This transported me back to the carefree days of my childhood spent in nature.

It was here, beneath my beloved tree, that an inspiration struck me.

As I went inside the car, I got a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote this lovely poem, as it's thought and feeling still lingered in me that moment.

O lovely tree, so tall and grand
Your branches reach up the sky
Your leaves shimmer in sunlight
And birds rest as they fly by
Your roots run deep into the ground
Anchoring you strong and true
Providing shelter for creatures
In the serene forest view
Your bark, a rough and textured coat
Tell stories of season gone by
Of storms weathered and sunlight gleamed
Under vast and endless sky
O lovely tree, so grand and wise
Your presence brings such peace
A sanctuary for all who roam
In your shade, our worries cease