LIT-tie Monday: Isang Apir Lang!

(As I celebrate my seventh year as a lay tomorrow, Feb. 01, let me share with you a little story on how it all started.)

For Jobert.

ISANG APIR LANG!

(January 25, 2011)

Aba, sino'ng makakapag-isip na sa isang apir lang magsisimula ang lahat?

Totoo ngang ang Diyos ay gumagawa ng mga paraan, malaki man o munti, para iparating ang kanyang naisin. Sa akin, dumating iyon sa pamamagitan ng isang apir. Pagkatapos nun, ay nakita ko na ang sarili ko na bahagi ng isa sa mga mabibigat na ministri sa aming parokya.

LIT-tie Monday: THE SUNSET (New Year Post)

(This is the first entry of LIT-tie Monday for 2011. This is a poem which I created on the last day of 2011, during sunset. It was my custom to watch the sunset on Dec. 31. Aside from the beauty it brings to the modern world, I also take the opportunity to entrust to the Lord the past year and all the experiences, leave it with the sunset, and prepare for the coming year with a smile on my lips. Out of that thought, I was inspired to make this poem.)

THE SUNSET

(Dec. 31, 2010)

I stand beyond the verges of time,

Time coming in and going out.

Another year's passing, it is running till the end;

And a new one is coming, it is fast approaching.

And here I am, after the tedious work

Just looking at the sunset, nothing less and nothing more.

My heart is full of emotions, but yet

I have nothing more to do but to watch the sun set.

Maybe I'm feeling through with everything I'd experienced,

With everything that the past year made me relish.

Perhaps, this is my way of ending my year

A year full of colors and everything else.

My Jesus! You are truly great.

You made me end a year in your grace.

I entrust the past year to you.

With it, I give up everything I've undergone.

The joys I'd savored till the last drop.

The sorrows that made me shed a tear or two.

The trials that made me almost give up,

Which proved to me that there is a loving God like you.

The first-time experiences which made me a new person;

The people I met and became a part of me.

My frail being, wounded and battered,

All these, I entrust to your Divine Will.

All these, I leave to you, like the sunset.

My Jesus, I pray

May the New Year be kind to me.

May I cherish all the experiences

That this year has in store for me.

I pray as well to you

Continue to guide me throughout the coming days.

May I work and act for your greater glory,

Through that may I prove to the world that this is my year.

Yes, this is my year.

I am leaving everything with the sunset.

Knowing that as the sun rises to a brand new year,

I can prove to the world something which is from my heart...

WALANG KOKONTRA! TAON KO 'TO!!!

SirBitz_010311 :)

LIT-tie Monday: Ako Si Karlie (PART 1)

(I don't know what's making me write certain write-ups impromptu. Well, as long as you have the spirit, nothing's stopping me in giving out literary pieces that would inspire and awaken all.
This one is about Karlie, a guy. A responsible one. A Prostitute. What impels him to do the forbidden deed, and what are the turnabouts from his wrongdoings?
Maybe you would be offended by some of the scenarios from this story. I would like to clear out that this story is merely fictional in nature. Though it seems that comes from first-hand experiences, still please understand that the writer's imagination is just so... vast and colorful. Seems odd, noh?
If ever you feel offended at reading this, please tell me and I would be all-willing to erase this post from the site. Enjoy reading guys!)

AKO SI KARLIE
(PART 1 - Dec. 13, 2010)

"Uhm... ayan na akoooo... ahhh....."

Kapag napipikit ko ang aking mga mata, ay itong mga salitang ito ang bumabalik-balik sa alaala ko. Kasabay nito, ay nakikita ko sa aking imahinasyon ang isang bakla na kumakain sa aking pagkalalaki. Inaangkin niya ako, kahit na ilang sandali, kapalit ng ilang pirasong salapi. Iyan ang kinabubuhay ko. Iyan ang pagkatao ko.

Sabihin na nating ako ang isa sa mga pinakamasamang nilalang ng Diyos sa sulok na ito ng mundo. Ganito naman talaga ang pagkakakilala sa amin, at parang hindi na magbabago iyun. Pero hayaan ninyong magbahagi ako ng bahagi ng buhay ko. Baka siguro maliwanagan kayo sa kinatatayuan ko sa buhay.

Ako si Karlie. Isa akong prosti. At ito ang aking kuwento.

LIT-tie Monday: May Dasal si Kulas!

(As we celebrate today the Feast of St. Nicholas, SANTA CLAUS to some of us, I write this poem as a way of saying that even Saints, or even the famous and prominent, have their own prayers. And so the question is, Who is the REAL CENTER of Christmas: Jesus Christ or Santa Claus? May we all be enlightened with this my rendition of LIT-tie Monday.)

MAY DASAL SI KULAS!

Pasko na naman po! Maligayang bati sa inyo!
Ipinagdiriwang na naman ng buong mundo
Ang pagsilang ninyo sa munting sabsaban
Malamig, payak ngunit banal at dakila.

Masaya ang lahat, bata't matatanda
Lahat sila'y nagsisimba, nagdiriwang
Hindi nakakalimot sa inyong kaarawan
Buong maghapo'y humihingi ng biyaya.

Ngunit sa araw na iyun, naaalala rin ng mga tao
Ang isang lalaking balbas-sarado
Usa ang sasakyan, pula ang suot
Sa kanyang karwahe'y may dalang regalo.

Ito pa nga'y umaabot sa puntong
Mas pinahahalagahan pa nila ang lalaking ito
Kaysa sa iyo, na tunay na dahilan
Kung bakit may Pasko, at may kaligtasan ang tao.

Hesus! Ako'y lingkod mo lamang,
Tumatalima sa iyong kalooban
Obispo sa tunay na buhay
Payak, simple, banal.

Sa pagtagal ng panahon, ginamit ako ng tao
Pinalitan ang katauhan ko
Ginamit ako sa komersyo
Ang resulta, mas tanyag ako sa'yo.

Panginoon! Pakinggan mo ang panalangin ko.
Sa totoo lang, ayokong sirain ang Pasko!
Sa mga nagdaang panahon, ito ang nagaganap
Hindi ko po sinasadya, patawarin po ninyo ako.

Tignan po ninyo, ako'y nakaluhod
Sa inyong payak at mapagpakumbabang harap
Dumadalangin po ako sa inyo.
Sana po'y pakinggan ninyo ako.

Ito po ang aking dasal,
Panginoon ko at Diyos, Hesus na minamahal.
Ang Pasko ay para sa inyo, hindi sa akin.
Sana po, ito'y inyong dinggin.

Ipaunawa po sana ninyo sa madla
Sa inyo'y naniniwala't sumasamba,
Na ang tunay na dahilan ng Pasko
Ay ang batang isinilang sa sabsaban.

~ Kulas, a.k.a. Claus

BïTZëëlöG_120610 :)

LIT-tie Monday: GIGZ...

(This is my first Short Story made for LIT-tie Monday. I just wrote this little story today. Sometimes, friendship is unbreakable, even death cannot break the bond that two persons have for each other. This is based on a true story, yet the characters and events given here are merely fictional. )

This one is for God's gift to me, Gigz, my best friend,
and for Gigz (+), his old best friend.

GIGZ...

Totoo ba itong sandaling ito?

Ito ang tanong na umiikot sa aking diwa ngayon. Nakatayo ako ngayon sa harap ng aking kaibigan na pinakamamahal. Tinitignan ko ang kanyang maamong mukha. Halatang pagod na pagod na siya, pero pilit pa rin siyang lumalaban. Alam kong nais pa niyang magpatuloy, ngunit may pumipigil sa kanya. Ako man, kahit na nais ko siyang tulungan, ay walang magawa.

Alam kong dumating na naman ang puntong ako ay magpapaalam sa isang tao. Isang kaibigan. Ngunit bakit ganito? Kahit ang isipin ito ay napakahirap para sa akin! Napakahirap! Sapagkat siya ay aking matalik na kaibigan, ang aking best friend...

... siya si Randy, subalit mas kilala ko siya sa palayaw na Gigz.

At alam kong kukunin na siya sa ilang sandali dahil sa sakit niyang Leukemia.

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LIT-tie Monday: Echoes from within

ECHOES FROM WITHIN
(November 07, 2010)

Out of the little nowhere, I hear
Various echoes coming from within.
Shingling, Shangling, consuming my soul,
taking me out like there's no tomorrow.

Echoes in, and echoes out...
Voices of care, of shame and comfort.
"I love you," "I hate you, "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of me."

I ask, what is this occurrence?
What is this threatening coincidence?
I may be out of my mind, but what the heck?
This thing I remember may give the trick...

I have a girl, I love her so much;
We fought, like there's no match.
I ask her forgiveness, but to no avail.
She left me, with memories all in a trail.

My Girl! What is happening?
You left me, but your voice still echoes within!
I go here and there, but you follow still.
I remember how much you loved me.

You may leave me all the while...
but as long as your love stays with me,
I will be happy always to hear
your voice, as it echoes from within.

BïtZëëlöG_112210

LIT-tie Monday: Words from the Chalkboard...

(I wrote this poem - I believe it is a poem - when I had a sit-in with Second Year BSE Students. I saw these set of words in the chalkboard, a quote. Here, it is italicized before the poem itself. My mind had gone thoughts with that, and so, the poem. I dedicate this to all who think that they have the capacity to do certain things, yet ridiculed by the mob, like I did.)

WORDS FROM THE CHALKBOARD...
September 01, 2010

I know that they can do it,
I can let go...
I know that they can do it,
I will let go...
I see I can do it,
I have let go...

I see my potentials. I see my skills. I can show the world that I can and I will. And yet, there are people around that continue to jeer me, telling me that I cannot do something well and good. With that reality I saw how the world can be too cruel, too vague.

They keep telling me that they can do more than I can. They are strong. They are mightier. They are way to cool than me. They are bad. They are rude. They are evil. Evil...

My conscience tells me never to give up, to continue fighting...
...my mind tells otherwise. It tells me to give others their turn. I must give it up.

And so, it happened. I gave them their long-awaited chance. I gave everything, leaving nothing for myself. Nothing at all.

Days passed. Months have came and gone...

They failed! After long hours of neglect, bad work, pride and riots between my jeerers, the project was not realized. Everyone left in guilt and remorse.

And I? I wished that I'd never gave them the chance. I wished time may go back. I close my eyes and see myself bringing success to the project. I see myself doing it and was happy with it...

...but all in vain...

...my eyes are closed for time and eternity. I can't do anything anymore. No more...

BïTZëëlöG_111510 :)

LIT-tie Monday: PAPEL

PAPEL...
(December 05, 2009)

ANG PAPEL...
Isang malinis na bagay.
Busilak sa kaputian, puno ng kulay.
Walang bahid ng mantsa.

Kapag tinanggap mo siya,
Makikita mong wala siyang dumi,
mapapatunayan na ito ay hindi pa nagagamit.

Nagunit kapag nasulatan mo na siya,
doon lamang siya narurumhan.

kapag marumi ang iyong kamay,
makikita rito ang anino ng maruming kasaysayan.

Kapag napunit siya, o kaya'y nagusot o natupi,
mapapansin mong wala na ang dati niyang kabuuan.

Kapag pinanglinis mo siya ng dumi ng aso sa sahig,
mapupuna mo talaga na wala na siyang saysay.

At kapag wala na siyang saysay,
ihuhulog mo na siya sa basurahan.

Iisipin mo talagang wala siyang kuwenta sa kalagayang iyon...
NGUNIT SANDALI!

Isipin mo na ang buhay ay tulad ng papel.
Ihalintulad mo ang lahat ng nagaganap sa buhay mo
na tulad ng nangyayari sa isang papel.

Hindi ba?
Minsan, sa una, nakikita ka
na mahalaga sa mata ng lahat?

Pero sa katagalan ng panahon, tulad rin ng papel,
ikaw ay naiinis, kinukutya,
hanggang sa huli, ikaw ay iniitsepwera?

Pero ang mahalaga ay ito...
Tulad ng papel, nakakapag-alay ka ng serbisyo
para sa ikakaganda at ikalalago ng lahat ng bagay.

ANG PAPEL.
Huwag mong sabihing walang saysay ang bagay na ito.
Dahil tulad mo at tulad ko,
mahalaga ang papel sa sulok na ito ng mundo.

BïtZëëlöG_110810 :)

LIT-tie Monday: For You...

FOR YOU...
(August 15, 2008)

I wrote this poem for you
Because I always know
You like poems and all the prose...
Especially if it's dedicated to you.

I don't know how I could survive
without you by my side.
I would not pass by an entire day;
I would possibly live on a stride.

I lived all along in the past
Every single day I consider a nightmare
People around me are like ugly monsters
Until and angel came, no other but you.

Time passes by, we get along deeper
Getting to know what we have for each other,
Until the day came, I realized I was alone again
I looked for you you are nowhere to be seen.

I am alone until now, so sad but true
Passing by the days without you beside me...
Life will never be complete again!

Even if I write a million poems, you're still the one
To fill my days with great joy
And my nights with love and anticipation.

BïtZëëlöG_102510 :)

LIT-tie Monday: VOCATIONS

As the Online Page of 100% Katolikong Pinoy (Link HERE) celebrates its Vocation Week, from Oct. 17-23, 2010, I made this little work on Vocations. I pray that through this poem, among others, God may touch the hearts of the faithful, especially the youth of today, to answer God's call to the priesthood or marriage.

VOCATIONS

Voices I usually hear deep within my heart
echoing a sound that comes from someone strong
It seems to say, "Come and follow me,

No matter who you are, no matter what you may be.

"Obviously, this is not a coincidence
Or a product of your wildest dreams.
This is not your imagination at work;
Look beyond your field, I am standing, calling you.

"Come to me, my little brother.
Enter my midst, my little sister.
You may have deep doubts on me right now
But here I am, I will ease it all.

"All about your life and desires, I know.
It may be tough for you, but there is a reason for it all.
I am calling you right here and right now.
Open your heart to me, and I will show you my cause.

"There's a vast sea, so deep somewhere;
The fish is numerous! Who will catch them for me?
There's a rich harvest, bountiful for us all,
Whom shall I send to work, for them to be reaped?
Look, my child, I am sending you to this bounty.
Work for me, be a Fisher of Men."

I respond to the voice, "My Lord and Master!

Who am I, unworthy for you to be sent?
I am frail and weak, no one understands me.
I am least of my brethren, I am nobody!"

"Oh, my child," the voice replies,
"Do not fear, have no worry.
I am here with you, I am your Lord.
I find you worthy. I am sending you.

"Never fear the world and its darkness.
Have courage! Proclaim my Word, Live on it!
You will suffer a great deal for this, my cause,

But one day, you shall see eternal happiness, joy forever!"

"Send me, O Lord," I answered the Voice within.
"Send me, if it is according to your will.
I know it's hard, but I know you are always here.
Guide me as I lead your people back to you.
I trust in your loving kindness, O Lord.
I open myself to you. I am forever yours..."

KuyaZeke,ccs_101810 :)

LIT-tie Monday: To my Colleagues...

(Bit's Note: This will be the start of another series of posts. This time, it's all on my literary side. I shall call this LIT-tie Monday. This will go, hand-on-hand, with my two other post series, WedPost and Ur Sunday Dose, though it will not be as frequent as the two weekly posts, depending on the spirit that I will have. You all know, writers write when they are "high" in spirit. So, I hope you enjoy this new addition to the Site. All this at JEM@Blogger, One with You! :) )

TO MY COLLEAGUES...

It's here now, my dear friends.
The moment which I prayed would not come.
It's difficult to leave you but I must go.
I know you'll understand, you'll miss me too.

After years of friendship, this day comes...
...When I shall depart from your everyday life...
...When you shall leave me with memories...
...When we shall kiss one more time...
...When we look back and see it has been a job well done.

Though it hurts, I must move on,
Continue with life and its trials,
The joys and sorrows that it will give me,
but this time, without you by my side.

I thank the Lord for you, I thank all of you...
You have been with me throughout it all.
I failed you, but you're still there.
You understood me more than the world.

I will cherish every moment, every second...
...every laughter, every jeer...
...every cheer, every tear...
...with all of you, just everything.

Kudos, Goodbye!
To each and everyone of you.
Thank you so much!
I love all of you.

KuyaZeke,ccs_100410 :)