Monday, May 28

Nonong (By: Nonong)

(Note: This poem was written by me in July 2007, glad to have found this saved in my almost forgotten disk.)

Don't you know?
The day you were counted on Earth,
There were joyful and blissful faces,
Surrounded you a tiny newborn,
It was you,
Eyes can hardly see,
Lovingly wrapped,
Precious and impeccable,
A gift from The Almighty.

Then,
You had,
Crawled to the strength of your hands and feet,
You had,
Walked to the determination of you heart,
You had,
Cried to your believes of achieving,
Perseverance had embedded in you.

Sadly now, 
After many years gone by,
Leaning and relying on your feet,
Why, it comes to you now,
Hope and strength no more to be seen,
Life you perceived hopeless and sad.

Awake! this is just nonsense you creates,
Open your heart,
Seek your mind,
Proclaims who and what you deserved,
To be the one you should become.

Sleep and idle no more,
The morning light is seeping through the windows,
And it continues shining,
No matter what, how and why,
Of questions lingering,
Experience and enjoy your existence,
While you are able and kicking.

Sunday, May 27

Idle (By: Nonong)


Yesterday and today,
Saturday and Sunday,
In a relationship with IDLE,
Somehow feels trapped,
In this space of Love-Hate relationship,
It's a bliss at one moment,
Yet, another moment,
It's a waste of time.

Did I choose to,
Did I ask for it,
Did I create this,
Did I want this,
Did I?
Yes and no,
But, as time goes by,
It's still feels a waste of time.

Mind wandering,
What If,
I could have been,
Be productive,
Satisfied,
And fulfilled,
Oh, what a waste says me,
But it's the end of Sunday.

Though a wishful thought,
Lingering the words,
I wish it can be changed,
Regrets engulfing thought,
Wish and wish,
Only wish.

Nonong,
Get over it,
And no more wasting time,
Next week.

Gratitude (By: Nonong)

It comes to my front,
That it spells abundance,
The more you practice,
The more abundance come,
Channels, 
Medium,
Transporting,
What you want,
Your desires,
To the mother of universe,
To get it be heard and listened,
And to give what you deserved.

My heart beating fast,
Can be this the answer?
My mind thinking possibilities,
Singing the optimism
Yet struggling to ignore the pessimism,
How can it be as easy as that,
Negativity crawling mercilessly,  
Claiming territory,
Expanding invasion.

My mind says stop,
Stop and stop,
Think what's the best, 
The best for me,
It's worth trying says her,
Start something for something,
Significant and satisfying,
Give it a try,
Don't give a damn to pessimism.


Tuesday, May 22

Adversity (By: Nonong)

Reality has it,
Real hard time is its synonym,
Really got me this time around,
Feeling down, hurt and dismay

How could I cope with it?
Can't bear with it any longer,
Why on earth it happens to me?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
An answer to ease this pain, where could it be?

Oh God! How long it going to last,
Oh God! Give me some strength to fight,
Incredible strength of emotion and mind,

Deep down in my heart, I know there's hope,
And I know fortitude is the key of victory