WINDOWS OF THE SOUL

As I looked upon your eye,

How amazed and glad was I.

It sparkled brightly with love,

And my soul, oh! Felt like a dove.

Cupid struck again my heart,

This time I’ll save myself a part.

Away from me you might go,

Still forever you will know.

My broken heart then healed.

My lonely life was filled.

Your smile is much a pleasure,

Something that’s worth a treasure.

Once I had lost the trust,

Because of someone’s lust.

Alone here and wond’ring free,

Together you and me we’ll see.

SUSPIRE

Where can I find you?

You just left me hanging in the air.

Colors have now lost their hue.

Kindly tell me what was my err.

I lost what I love the most.

Don’t know now where to start.

Memories haunt me like a ghost.

Although you and me are apart.

For you, I still do long,

Still here and trapped in my tear.

You’re the melody of my song,

I really wish you were here.

You are my best pal.

The one and only that I know.

I had been once your gal,

But then you left, oh no!

SENSEI

It’s the root of all profession.

Say it please with confession.

Teaching is the best job,

Although sometimes I do sob.

Like others we started to learn.

It’s what we all do yearn.

A burning flame of passion,

Trending and always in fashion.

Preparation, a must to teach.

And some learners are like leach.

Cunning in dark and dirty magic,

Caught and ended the day tragic.

Most minds work and think the slowest,

Degrading the career to be the lowest.

Oh! Think and think before you speak,

We are teachers and on the peak!

MY GOD

Great are the works of His hands.
He designs O, with love and care.
Angels in heaven sing like bands.
For my God never fails nor make a snare.

Every creature great and small,
Flying, swimming, and more so nice.
One by one, God knows them all.
I can appreciate all these with mine eyes.

Lovely to see and pleasing to hear
God’s gift so abundant we see.
Not only for the eye but also for the ear,
Nature’s music, the cool breeze of the sea.

Let us thank Him for all these wonders.
Protect and conserve we must.
So we would never have to wonder.
We came and will end up dust.

MY BEST FRIEND

You are God’s gift to me.

You’re the real treasure I see.

You’re an angel from heaven.

You’re my best friend.

You’re the best of all.

You bring out the best in me.

You’ve seen the real me.

You really are my best friend.

You can count on me,

And I can count on you.

We share our ups and downs

Because we are best friends.

You’re always there for me.

You made my sadness disappear.

You’re my inspiration.

You’re a great friend, my best friend.

High School Years

                After the six year elementary course and before stepping into college is high school.  Most of the people say that high school life is the best of all.  It cannot be forgotten.  Though it’s only four years, it is so much fun.  You’ll find new friends and meet the old and experience a whole bunch of many other things that may involve emotional experiences as well.

                High school is different from elementary and college.  In elementary, all you care about is playing.  And in college, you become so focused with your studies and have almost no time to rest.  But in high school, your attention is mostly on your friends, trends and partly on your studies.

                On the first year in high school, the students are called freshmens.  Freshmens’ attitude is like those of still in the elementary because they are still on the adjusting stage of childhood to adolescence.  They still go on with what they used to do in elementary.  They are full of energy and always on the go.  They just do whatever they want and usually don’t care about other’s opinion.  Teachers are more considerate on them so they won’t have a hard time on their first year in high school.  Most of them are the ones who violate the rules without their concern because they aren’t familiar with them yet.

                After a year, they are now called as sophomores.  They are expected to do better now than what they did last year.  They are expected to have improved within that one year.  Teachers would then be expecting more from them.  Sophomores are now less interested to play.  They are more on their studies.  But some of them do still play.  But not that as much as before when they were still freshmens.

                On the third year, they’ll be known as juniors.  They’re less energetic and totally not playful.  Students become more self-centered.  They are expected to be role models to those who are in the lower years.  Sometimes, they dream about their previous years and even back when they’re still elementary.  They now start to be involved in certain bf/gf relations.  Some are in secret and some are in public.  Others just don’t speak at all about what they feel.  Moreover, majority are just purely crushes.

                The last year, the fourth year… the seniors!  This year is said to be the saddest yet the most memorable year of all.  Everybody looks up to the seniors.  Everyone thinks of them to be perfect basically, because they are on the fourth year.  And this makes them a bit frustrated because everybody is watching their every move.  Fourth year, you need to start saying goodbye to your dear friends.  You’ll be studying in different colleges and universities soon.  Some may just stop.  And probably, it would be a long time before you could see one another again.

                All of these things make the high school truly unforgettable.  From first day to last is a memory to