You Don’t Need to Say, for Me to Understand

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 22, 2008; 5:03 in the morning
at the boarding house

As I read your email
Inevitable to think
Those words of exaggerated merits of yourself
You to me displayed
“For thus your own country thou denied?”
Of bounteous blessings
Your lands of nation provides
For thy can’t deny
Other nations bring
“What more you can account for?”
Thus not of worldly things
Importance of life can be achieved
Perseverance for those who wait in time
And PATIENCE for few

You, of Little Faith

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 26, 2008, Sunday
At home; 10:09 in the morning


In this sequestered place
Where nature resides
Hardly have we deciphered
Spirits roam


In this place
Where nature provides
Shivering the body
The unfrigtened soul


And in this place
Where imagining occurs
Too extreme to think
The demons lore


This God-given place
Upon the eyes
The innocent two
Conquered the works of the evil


You, of little faith
Pictured by thousands
Ceased to believe the works
The Divine inherits


Thus with little faith
Kills the spirit

I Thank Thee

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 26, 2008, Sunday
At home; in the morning


I thank thee
For the gift of wisdom
The knowledge to understand
The deeper meaning of life


I thank thee
For the people
That surrounds me with love
That invites me in growing


I thank thee
For the experiences
Of ups and downs
That makes me a soldier of my soul


I thank thee
For the bountiful blessings
That makes me rich
In extending other people’s help


I thank thee
For the stroke of my pen
The words of emotions
That crafted through times


I thank thee
For the talents
That leads me to know
How important life is


I thank thee
For you
Who makes me realize
The pain of moving on

I thank thee
For the space
To live, to love, to be hurt
To fully know that I exist

The Passion of the Christ

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 31, 2008; 2:47 p.m. at home


29th of October
To a house of a friend
Where we dine, chat and laugh
A film to me did sigh


On that very moment
The Passion of the Christ
Did open my eyes
“If the world hates you, the world hated me first.”


That message strikes my heart
For I was not in solitude
To think that I have fallen down
His words awaken me


“If the world hates you, the world hated me first.”
Mark an outcast Human
Pressed by undaunted goings
Of many who chooses to be blind


Uplifted by these words
I was not alone
For I was one and that I felt
Eases to mend

In Times like These

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 31, 2008; 2:47 p.m. at home


Music utter its lovely songs
My favorites spark to sing
At home, I reminisce
Lovely things embark me


Unstoppable this pen
Print words of my choosing
One by one, piece by piece
Flashes in my mind


A craving of art
Fascinated through times
The talent in me

Calm Down

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 31, 2008; 2:47 p.m. at home



Thunder….
Turmoil….
Darkness…
Tears….


Worries…
Wars…
Foes…
Hatred…


Stop! Calm down! PRAY

My Living Memory, a Sonnet

Written by: Arleen Jay R. Abucay

Date Written: October 31, 2008; 5:01 p.m. at home

When I consider how my life is spent

My days filled with joys, wide and free

And that one person who is extremely loved by me

Was taken away from me like my soul descend

Missing her is like every day’s absent

My only wish that she’s home returning

“Will God make me see her again more bent?”

I always ask. But be still, to ascend

That interrogating, God replies, “No need

for you to worry. She’s in Paradise with me. Be best.

Bear in one’s mind, you will do your best. For one’s stake,

Life is full of chances: many had lost

That over lands and seas without rest;

You stand and be merry.”

If I Choose to Live

If I Choose to Live


Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 31, 2008; 5:23 p.m. at home



If I choose to live
I shall not live in a vain world
For this world displays material possessions
Thousands of us bear our mild yoke
As if a game in stake


If I choose to live
I live in a life of contentment
For the one main reason
Thousands of us survive
Unto His Nest finds light

I Praise Thee

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: November 01, 2008; Saturday
7:47 in the evening



The night dawns in sight
The sun chokes in slight
The streets hush
People in to rush


The mumness replenish
Surroundings relinquish
Coldness scattered
Not to be shattered


I, in sight
Pray tight
In my hands, rosary
I hold to carry


I ask Thee
To be glee
Free from malady
Noble with generosity


I pray Thee not for me
But for we
To be free
To love and be happy

My Poems, My Diary

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 26, 2008, Sunday
At home; 10:39 in the morning

Little did I know
Extraordinary things as these
Flourish to write
Reflections of me


Whenever these little experiences
To think, travel me
Widen my horizons
Unleash the limits in me


Encountering faces of people
Sad and low
Happy and gay
Depressed or lonely
The ink keeps to strike
Such ceaseless strokes


Travel by far
Hurt by life
Believe to soar
The wisdom in me
My treasure, my life


Such little things
Simplicity comes
And I thank Thee

On His Goodness

On His Goodness

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 26, 2008, Sunday
At home; 9:28 in the morning

The warm embrace of the nature
Swaying of the trees,
Singing of the birds,
Shining of the sun,
Cooling of the air,
Growing of the plants,
Breathing of the living,
Smiles my world today


Upon this tranquil refuge
My soul finds light


The wrath of sinner’s eyes
Killing the spirit,
Tightening one’s pride,
Clinging on to lust,
Aiming corporeal substance,
Powering egoistic achievements,
Reaching to aggression,
Ruins many souls today


For the deaf of us to learn
Reality covers the fake


Blinded by the truth
To live in insanity
Spirits die


Thunder of extreme madness
This world will fade
Slowly diminishing
Like a fire of never-ending
flame


The One yield His LOVE
That tongues may feed,
Ears may hear,
Nose may breath,
Eyes may see,
To choose to live


Though many hearts of us
Been blinded to receive
But on His goodness
He chooses us to live

Linger

Linger

Written by: Arleen

Date Written: October 8, 2008


Miles walk its length
A lyre of resounding tune
Laid the amber’s rose
Of good news adore


The meets of every line
A niche of every memory
The nest to settle in
To me did soar


The open arms
Extend its wings
Lift high, move up
Lighten down


Brethren we are
And we cling to one pledge
Nowhere distances we be
We linger on

Misconception

Misconception

Written by: Arleen
Date Written: October 6, 2008


The fresh acquaintances
Created with quick device
“Hi!”, “Hello!”
And various utterances
A stranger to my eyes


A soul stands peculiar
To me displays a saucy quality
"Yap!” “Huh?” “Oh!” “Yeah!”
And other deep aversions
Tattooed my mind of jocose conversation


Warned by an angel’s breath
To show a high regard
This “little stone” of immeasurable generosity
To numerous individuals
Paved to respect with great dignity


The cautions of an angel
Shifts the soul’s mood to light
Soften now
Label me
But peace resides deep in me

It's When

IT'S WHEN...
Written by: Arleen
September 20, 2008

It's when...
I walked through the house of a friend
When I remembered YOU

It's when...
The deepest sorrow and grief of every faces
Was seen in the eyes of the family

It's when...
The tears fall down on my face, on your face, on their faces
Painted with bitter feelings

Its' when...
The feeling of longingness
Tightened to hug if presence be real
Just a deep sense of missing

It's when...
The absence of your presence
Makes me feel empty in a corner

It's when...
I can't hold the time of tomorrow
But still holding on

It's when...
I miss you
And every little thing reminds me of YOU

It's when...
You taught me to grow in love and be humble

It's when...
You shared your life to me

It's when...
I long for YOU

TIME is passing...
LIFE is borrowed...

IT'S WHEN....


This poem was made after I have visited last day the burial of my teacher's brother. I remebered my mother.

AYUK

AYUK

Time travels fast
This world seems to last
A "little stone" that shines
Has been confused in time

The stare of your eyes
Leaves imprint in my life
Never did I sigh
As time goes by

A person like you
Is a shelter to rest
A shoulder to cry
An angel to bliss

This fading world may pass
But in this life that lasts
Such "you" will always be
The "KUYA" that's always there


Written by:
Arleen
August 10, 2008 - 8:00 p.m.

This poem is dedicated to the most precious friend I ever had and he is my bestfriend. I admire him for being there eventhough we are tested by life's uncertainty. I know you are the one.

The Feeling

THE FEELING
Written by: Arleen
Date Written: August 30, 2008 - Saturday

Time went on
This heart seems to rest
Troubled with questions
...of love, of life, of you

Promise that this heart
It won't beat again
Impossible to think
....that I fell in love with YOU

It coudn't be
A wall that hinders us
You are special ONE and this couldn't be
....until when this heart pretends

I can't explain
Lot of words left unspoken
Lots of memories could paint
Lots of things I never expected
....but there was YOU and will always be YOU