Anything Under The Sun

Under the sun, I write of all things bright,

Of nature's beauty, in morning light. 

The trees sway gently, in the breeze, 

As I capture their essence, with ease. 

 

I write of love, in its purest form, 

Of hearts entwined, through every storm. 

I paint a picture, with words so true, 

Of a bond unbreakable, between me and you. 

I write of laughter, and joyful tears, 

Of moments shared, throughout the years. 

I capture memories, in verse and rhyme, 

Preserving them for all time. 

 

Under the sun, I write of peace, 

Of a world where hate and anger cease. 

Where kindness reigns, and hearts are pure, 

And love and hope forever to endure. 

 

So let my words, like rays of light, 

Illuminate the darkest night. 

For under the sun, I'll always write, 

Of all things good and pure and right. 

My Book Of Life

In the book of my life, a page must be filled

With memories of joy and moments of thrill 

There are chapters of laughter and of tears 

Some moments of triumph and times to fear 

 

Life's journey has taken me far and wide 

Through the valley low and mountain high 

I've met kind people; few think I’m a foe 

But each encounter is a lesson to know  

 

The characters are the people I have met 

Each played a part and left a lasting effect 

Some walked beside me, some left behind 

But all have shaped me, in heart and mind 

 

Through the twists and turns, I have grown 

To embrace the odds, to let my spirit shown 

With each trial and every test, I must endure 

To make me strong and make my spirit pure 

 

Nonetheless, my book of life is my life’s tale 

With each and every moment, I must not fail 

For all the lessons learned, with all its glory 

Is a tale worth telling, a never-ending story 

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.

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