Gus Babula Agosto

Poem Collection

My FriendsBrowsing the net,

Looking for old friends,

Happiness in my heart pours,

How long since we have met before?

Shock not with their grown

faces and looks,

But with their courage to hurdle,

Longing for their love ones,

Pining their native land.

Ah, my friends are brave,

Craving for better lives,

Their country could not provide,

Truly a great stride.

SOMETIMES I YEARN FOR TIKPIESometimes I yearn for tikpie

When there were cakes and hamburgers,

Longing for carabao lomo ala batchoy,

When there were sinigang and sisig.

Sometimes I’m craving to swim in suba,

When there were beaches and swimming pools,

Of picturesque rice fields in Campin and Taglibas,

When there were skyscraping towers and buildings.

Sometimes I’m longing for people carrying sacks of copra and abaca,

When there were well-dressed employees and professionals,

Of riding Habal-habal and karumata,

When there were LRT and MRTs.

Sometimes I’m pining for Pong-on and Tumoy,

When there were Cyberzone and Malls,

Of Fiesta, bayle and tabo,

When there were amusement parks and supermarkets.

There’s no place like my hometown.

My Lovely Rose

I have a rose in the garden,Unfolding red lovely petals,With thorns surrounding it,Could not touch and smell its fragrance.

I left the garden, I left my lovely rose,Far away yet so near,Could not touch and smell its fragrance.

Time have passed,Have seen again my rose,Beautiful and sweetly scented at its full blossom,Could not touch and smell its fragrance.

My rose is not mine anymore,Yet I let my rose feel Thy undoubting care and heart rejoicing,Could glimpse again my lovely rose.

FLOWERY SMILE

Flowery smile, flowery smile

As I glance your sparkling eyes.

Flowery smile, flowery smile

Stunning beauty, across the miles.

Flowery smile, flowery smile

Soothe my heart, makes my day shine.

Never give up, never for a while

For heart will fall, with your flowery smile.

Hearty Anthurium

Roaming the garden

Beneath the golden sun

Could not find a flower

Hearty shapes as you are.

Wanting you to be mine

My only wish for the time

Coz you’re a unique flower

My heart wants to tender, forever.

Verse of My OwnI am a simple man

From the land of the valley

To the poor people of my town

I want to share the verse of my own.

My poems are scented flower

Soothing thy heart in every corner

My writings are red flaming trees

Hurl against the fortress.

My ardent love of motherland bloom

Struggle with the poor zoom

So the mighty muck could be toppled

Like Bastille that fall.

I gave flower to a woman

Siblings out of womb

But amorous is a different one

I could only find with someone.

My dreams in life is fading

Like the golden sun sliding

Cool wind comes in summer

Drifting my heart in somber.

Ah, the sun will rise again

Road of tomorrow will brighten

To cross the fuming tide

Peaceful shores will surely arrive.