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Bee come

To bee or not to bee

I'm humble.

That's me,
As I bumble.

That's just to bee
My job, you see.

I only make honey
For you bloomin' humans
To make money...

So buzz off

And leave me bee.

I'm busy.
A little busy, buzzy bee
You see.

George BernardBloodyShaw

sit and...

I'm sitting here...

I'm sitting here and you are sitting there,
You're telling me what's happened since we met,
And I am happy for I love to share
All aspects of your busy life. And yet -
Rebellious fingers yearn to stroke your face,
Rebellious mind strays from your argument
And dwells instead on thoughts of your embrace
And memories of what our kisses meant.
I try to concentrate, but cannot find
Much aptitude for logic when you're near.

I'm sitting here...

Oh, darling, surely you can read my mind?
You're sitting there and I am sitting here
Just longing for the moment when you'll say,
With outstretched arms, 'You're rather far away.'

Mary Spain

Sunset II

L o c a t i o n: Potipot Island, Candelaria Zambales

SUNRISE SUNSET UNEXPLAINED SPLENDOUR

From the clouds we do see,
The changes so blissfully.

My soul dwelled this hour,
Like an opening flower.

As I understood the place,
While facing my appointed race.
It seemed carpeted with peace,
And mother earth seemed at ease.

The moment awaited me
My heart reached out with glee
Everything seemed so bright,
The world filled with natural light.

As I floated from above,
Filled my heart, like an only love.
Heavens feeling as it pleases,

Like sailing the seven seas.
The golden ball displays,
And earth faces another phase.
Nature’s lamp and its dear light,
Strays gradually out of sight.

Under these dying pale shades
Our minds now do take a laid.
T’was a beauty with blue n green,
Breath taking like a magazine!

The courteous lights with its flame,
Sunrise, Sunset it’s gonna be a happy game!

shirani ibrahim

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I Know why the caged bird sings

I know why the caged bird sings.
For the sign of hope that tomorrow brings.

I know why the caged bird won't fly.
Because he rests on the soul of life
and if he flies away he will surely die.

But tell me please, oh someone please,
please tell me because I just don't understand
why that one little caged bird cries.
Is he sad, is he lonely, is he discombobulated?

That poor little caged bird is lost on the road.

Would someone please show him which way to go.
I know why the caged bird sings.
For a sign of faith that tomorrow brings.

Jamal Brown



l o c a t i o n : Sulit's Aviary, San Felipe

Tinagba Festival

Colors of Life

Life is like crayons,
That gives attractions,
It is filled with colors and meanings,
And so interesting...

Life is like a rainbow,
That others doesn't know,
It is full of excitement and glow,
Which will be remembered all day long...

From beginning till ending,
From sadness to happiness,
From failure to success.
GOD is always with us...here...there...and everywhere.

'The colors of life will bring a shining light dreams...'

Amor Olorvida


L o c a t i o n: Iriga City, Camarines Sur