Monday, April 25, 2011

An Kinabuhi ( The Life )

By: Richard Canaman
An kinabuhi san tawo may katubtuban,
Puno san pagkapait, katam-is, kasakit og kalipayan,
Tikang san pagburod ngadto san pagtalwas san kalibutan,
Tikang san ginikangan ngadto san mga kaapo-apohan,
Waray katapusan an pag-gios san kalibutan
An tawo puno san hingyap para sa kaupayan,karubat san ngatanan,
Og para sa kalugaringon nga kinahanglan,
kay nano an tawo waray pagkakuntento san kinabuhi,
kadamo san ginhihimo,diri naundang kon diri matumanan an karuyag,
Labi na yana nga panahon san makabag-o nga teknolohiya,
Halos natanan nga tawo nadepende sini
Tungod kay ginagamit man ini san komunikasyon,transportasyon og iba pa
Pero tungod lat sini nga mga teknolohiya mas dako liwat an nagin epekto sa katawhan
may sa kaupayan og sa pagkarubat diri la sa tawo pati na gud sa kalibutan
Sanglit ada na an resulta san mga ginhihimo san kadam'an
Pagbag-o san temperatura,pag iba-iba san panahon na diri akma sa bulan o lugar
Polusyon sa ngatanan nga kita manta an ginbubulsan
Mga tawo lat an nagsasakit,namamatay,og nagkukuri
Sano pa dawla kita magmamata,
Sano pa dawla mapupukaw ngan makit-an nahinungdan san kalibutan.

Despite of All

By: Richard Canaman








Despite of all challenges given to me,
here I am facing it until i fulfill it and never give-up
Despite of all struggle in life,
I still strive and looking forward and optimist that there's end of it
Despite of all adversity I am in countered day by day,
here I am still standing and proud
Despite of all I'm down,
I still smile and glad too seek God's strength and wisdom
Despite of all detractors that surrounds,
I don't mind it forget and pass by
Despite of all friends that gone,
I still treasured until they comeback again
Co'z despite of all this things,
I'm vivid and humble to say I made it on my own,,,

Friday, April 22, 2011

Amay Namon

(Visayan version)


Amay namon aada ka sa mga langit
Pagdayawon an imo ngaran
Ikanhi mo sa  amon an imo gin hadian
Ipasunod an imo ka burot'on 
Dinhi sa tuna, sugad man sa langit
Tagan mo kami niyan san karan on namon
Sa ikina adlaw,sa ikina adlaw
Pagwad'on mo an amon mga sala
Sugad san pagwara namom san nakasala sa amon
Ngan diri mo kami bayaan
Basi diri kami pagdad'on san mga panulay 
Kundi bawi'a kami san mga karat'an

                                            -Amen-

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Teacher

By: Canaman, Richard

Teacher is our second parent,
They teach us how to be independent,
Nurturing and develop our talent’s

Teachers are good listener,
They are good adviser,
They are sometimes terror,
But often times a good provider,

Being a teacher is not as easy as pie,
They got mad but still have patience,
They got exhausted but still strive,
They got sick but till undersea,

Our teacher is our heroes,
Molding our minds for brighter future,
Setting goals toward excellence,
and never lasting knowledge.

Time

By: Canaman, Richard
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If I had given a chance,
To recall my past time,
I will let it be precious to find,
The treasure’s I’ve done in my life,

When I look at the sky,
I am wondering why?
I wasted to spread my wing to fly,
And listen of what they say,

There’s regret in my mind,
How to let things back behind,
All my dreams bend,
And my heart becomes blind,

On my second time around,
I’ll keep my feet on the ground,
Doing things to make them proud,
The journey’s go beyond the clouds.

A Teachers Poem

By: Mr. Romeo Robino Jr


Remember me when the time has come to big goodbye
Taking those footsteps with tears and sights
All those moments that hold  our endless dreams
Will forever flow in my heart like a deep running stream


Remember me when the day has come to say farewell
Waving those smiles which says that time will tell
Having no clues if someday we all meet again
In this same room I'll wait for you no matter when


Remember me when the night gives you so much cold
Promise I will never let go of what i hold
wishing all of you who aspire to follow that star
May in his time reach it no matter how far


Remember me when the candle gives you no more light
In darkness a single spark will say that I still fight
For a reason that I will never stop waiting for you
Until the stage has come that my days are few


Remember me when Good Morning! have finally ceased to echo
It doesn't mean my child that there will be no tomorrow
for as long as there is someone like me who never get tired
The sun will still rise even if I have my final rest and died


Remember me when you're the one who decides to pick mu chalk
I will always be at your side in every moment as you walk
Preaching the word and the essence of what is true

Heaven is the faculty room that dearly waits for you.