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Monday, September 28, 2015

Aldub Nation (Poem, Song)

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Aldub Nation (Poem, Song)

By: Noel N. Villarosa
September 28, 2015

The moment I saw you
There was something unusual
The crowd cheered whew
Odd sparked and became mutual

Strange ways to express
Feelings made way in singing
Backing of music, with tenderness
Mysterious voice, people were asking

At the right time, do not rush
Instead, you listen to your elders
Your guides and charted course
With the test of time, be prepared

Chorus:

Ebb and flow
To the currents of life
In Aldub Nation you will see
People are united and liven up

Forget all the worries
For a while, just smile
In love full of hope
So let’s join the Aldub Nation

Refrain:

If you are lonely
Keep track of two lovers
Alden and Maine, picture of true love
True happiness, Filipinos could relate

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Prayer of an Overseas Worker

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Prayer of an Overseas Worker
By: Noel N. Villarosa
September 27, 2015

I consumed half of my prime life
And little I know the dark side
I’ve kept apart, sorrows grow rife
In virtual silence, I reside

I kneel down to pray they are well
Sure enough, that keeps them all safe
To quench yearning, in poem I tell
O’er the years to ward off my chafe

Be passive to the fast escape of time
Brings me closer to homecoming
Desire blazed a trail, time to climb
To prey on moments is stunning

Please forgive my ghostly status
For I am the pillar of house
My struggle I offer gratis
A journey with you, sail is douse


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Monday, September 21, 2015

Chasing the Internet

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Chasing the Internet
By: Noel N. Villarosa
September 17, 2015


The internet is like a ball
Should be passed on to other people
An understanding, my little son shared
Ideal speed most of us desired

Trawling through the internet
Always chasing ideal time to connect
Trapped and engrossed into the network
Manacling idiosyncrasies making them to shirk

Living outside your home country
The Internet is the passageway to your family
It made lives into simpler ones
You need to pay for a better connection

How our senses are altered
Even our thinking was bothered
Time and space that are apart
Uninspired if unable to reach your counterpart

Dark side of the internet
Time quickly runs out and we forget
To socialize with others and feel the real world
As virtual image tried to evolve

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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Lost Slippers

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Lost Slippers
By: Noel N. Villarosa
Sept. 16, 2015

Spirited little feet, to walk barefoot
Struggles of naked feet sounded a hoot
How the soles have long been unprotected
Stepping on prickly brambles, it collected

The sore feet luckily found one slipper
Color green and had a slit figure
Eagerness suggested to brought it home
Unworthy, hoping the other one will come

Now quilted the torn portion
The feet demanded a replica version
Knitted fabric as temporary ply
To flaunt a style, need to defy

Storm came, there was flooding
Down the river swept many things
Possibly detached and swept downstream
Footwear washed and lodged in bamboo beams

The little one took it and tried to fit
For the right foot, if the size permit
Color yellow and comparatively new
A rightful match showed out of the blue

Green and yellow, beauty and happy
Slippers style worn casually
Gone are the days of sore feet, now snug feet
Living in remote areas denied by cozy sheet


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Thursday, September 3, 2015

My Little Detective

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My Little Detective
By: Noel N. Villarosa
September 1, 2015

I saw and first heard
It roared like T-rex and whistled like bird
Underneath the wooden stand shall appear
A finely built little boy wearing a crew cut hair

Far away to the place I stayed
He sometimes banished due to slow internet bandwidth
Turned me into a blank thousand-yard stare
I longed to hear his little jaunt pleasure

He is a picture to reveal my happiness
An allegory to tell my journey’s success
If on a magical-intellectual land of puzzles can inhibit
He is a boon to get me deep through the thicket

A special break in winter, a moment so right
Find the one who likes this color code #4E9258
Whose name is in this code: 16-9-15 14-15-5-12
Reveals a saint's name and my name is involved

Two factors, holy and first Christmas
He is my love, my whole life to embrace
His mother’s face, their likeness you will know
Read the clue, line-by-line as you go

His time so precious that I need to guard
A super sleuth knows how to trap his bard
Now I cracked the code, solved this riddle
He is my little detective, my son “Pio Noel”

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