Monday, March 26, 2007

Garbage Man

Original Composition by Shiela Zaldivar


I am a garbage man
Myself's a garbage can
Hurry, hurry, my dear sire
Throw theyself into the fire!

A Lucid Dream

Original Composition by my brother, Dondon Zaldivar

Last night I woke up in my dream,
That's true though strange as it may seem,
I know that I was still asleep,
Yet there I was, up on my feet.
And in that dream I met a man,
Who I assumed would understand,
But he laughed when I said to him,
That both of us are is in my dream
Then all the others came to us,
To know what he was laughing at,
And when I told them what I said,
They also laughed and tapped my head.
Then someone called and asked of me,
To wake up so that they will see,
I knew I can and so I tried,
Until their laughter slowly died.
Then finally I did wake up,
And after that I heard them gasp.
I turned and grinned at everyone,
But then they were already gone.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

I Fear You

Original Composition by Rain Gamboa


I fear you
Who pushes down the wall,
Of distrust and doubt,
Built by years of abandonment and lies.

I fear you
Who stands by and waits,
While I bid time to stay in my little haven,
Where I feel quiet and safe

I fear you
Who touches me ever so lightly,
While I cringes and pushes as mightily can,
Because I feel worried and afraid.

I fear you
Who seem to love spending time,
Days and more days and never fails,
When I simply see myself so tiring

I fear you
Who ceaselessly wakes up my heart,
That has hardened by years of pain and hurt,
To love and be loved back.

Waiting


Original Composition by Rain Gamboa


Waiting
Waiting – perpetually, fervently,
For our eyes
Where our souls peek and bare
The beats of our hearts,
To meet.

Waiting – continually, excitedly,
For the days
Which serve as walls that separate and
Block our arms to embrace,
To pass.

Waiting – endlessly, eagerly,
For our tongues
Which silence and mute the voice and
Language of love
To speak.

Waiting – ceaselessly, amorously,
For our bodies,
That are filled with passion
Heat and hunger to get touched
To entwine.

Waiting – forever.

Miserable Life


When tears fall,
The river flows,
The thorn grows.

Oh I hate the pain
Why oh why is it this great a pain
and hurts so much?

Oh, what a life, this miserable life.
No one cares.
No one will care.

Oh why is such so?
I don’t know
Don’t ask me why.

Blood on my heart,
don’t flow so fast
I hear you cry
I don’t know why.

Get on your feet!
Straighten you stand
Be a man! Fight!
You’ve got to fight!

Tears in my eyes,
go back!
Don’t want to cry
And you know why.

Because I’m not scared
And I’m not dumb
Don’t cry,
please don’t cry.

Smile on my lips,
don’t quiver
Got to face them
With a lovely smile

Smile! Don’t cry!
Even if its hard
Not to cry.

Oh, what a world.
I cannot do
What I want.

I’ve got to paste
a face on my face
Oh, what a world!
Oh, God, I want to die!

They Ate Me Alive

Original Composition by Rain Gamboa

Like hungry cannibals they ate me alive.
I wasn’t able to call for help
I wasn’t able to run
They tore me apart.

I saw my blood dripping slowly on their chins.
Their mouths full of my flesh.
I shouldn’t have died there!
If nobody had led me to that thick forest.
I wouldn’t be there!
I didn’t know how to go back
I shouldn’t have died there.
If only you were there to help.
BUT YOU LED THEM!

The Journey

Original Composition by Rain Gamboa


We all seem so tired, spent, and helpless.
We keep on walking along long roads,
But we can’t seem to find the end.

We eat but we’re not full;
We drink but we still thirst.
We grope our way in darkness.
We crawl on our knees.
Yet, we do not know what we’re looking for.
Or where we’re heading to.

We have all but not complete.
There’s something missing – we’d say.
But what is it?
That I do not know.

Leave Me At Peace

Original Composition by Rain Gamboa

Leave me at peace
Where I can find myself.
Don’t bother me anymore.
You’ve already taken
so much of my time,
And I can give no more!

Depression

Original Composition by Rain Gamboa

I know I’m supposed to be happy
But deep in me
I feel emptiness, which is slowly
Eating up my whole being.

I’d like to search
For some answers
But I don’t know
Where to look
I’m afraid…
I’ll forever be like this.

Oh, Moon

Original Composition by Shiela Zaldivar

Oh moon, Oh moon, why dost thou shine?
Dost thou not care for this poor heart of mine?
Amidst the sea of stars, why dost thou beam?
My heart’s broken, Oh were it but a dream?!

Oh moon, why dost thou smile so sweet?
Smile not. With my grieving heart ‘tis not fit
For my love loves me but another
And so tonight my heart died forever.

Lovely moon, hear, oh hear me now
To forget him, my love, pray, teach me how.
Thou taught me once to dream, and dance, and kiss
Romantic moon, all these I’ll dearly miss!

Come, moon, ease away my sorrow
Let’s elope and be gone the ‘morrow
Then my poor heart shall be unknown to sore
And this pain shall be gone forevermore.

My Little Baby


Original Composition by Shiela Zaldivar

My little baby you just don’t know
This life’s but a disgusting show
Where wars, hatred, evils abound
Little Baby touch not the ground!

This cruel world will only stain your heart,
That will move you from heaven’s apart.
Just look at mama, she’s twenty seven
She’s farther off from heaven.

My little baby, please don’t cry,
Mama has enough tears in her eyes
Now drink this milk and sleep tight,
Mama will buy you candles for tonight

Goodbye My World

Original Composition by Shiela Zaldivar

Problems, myself’s too tired to bear;
Strength, I can no longer keep.
Weary with life and all its cares,
I now lay myself to sleep .

World condemn me if thou wishes
T’will not bother me a bit
For I shall not hear your curses,
Far below the ground six feet.

Say, I’m a coward and a quitter.
Say that I lost in the fight.
But add, to make things less bitter,
That I did search for the light.

Now time has come for me to go
I must, lest I retreat.
Goodbye my world – my friend, my foe,
My heart shall now cease to beat.

My Friend and I

Original Composition by Shiela Zaldivar

My friend and I, we dwell apart
He on the north, I on the south
His place is happy as can be,
But mind is sad for there’s just me.

The truth he sees and understands
While it slips through my human hands.
And through the day to God he prays,
While I Live on my sinly ways.

My friend and I, we dwell apart
He on the North, I on the South.
In the opposite we do lie,

And so it shall be when we die.