My Queen Forever

When my soul is long gone in this infinite world,

of love and beauty, dazzling, caring and bold;

when memoirs of courage still hanging untold,

My Queen forever look at me and behold.

And when it is that I am human no more,

with no flesh to lay claim on your lovely galore;

when my eyes could never even touch yours,

look at me oh precious pure;

My Queen forever I am damned if my love is unsure.

Lovely Queen my hoard of dream,

yearning hope when hope is grim;

 upon my heart I wore your name,

and let forever be known to men;

I love you so my dearest Queen.

The Ballad of a Pilipino Poet

A thousand miles unto the central shore,

where ocean lays his mighty wall;

of many seas and many lore,

dwelt a place of thy bravest soul.

Land of the morning's sweetest kiss,
sun's favorite maiden lair;
first endeavor of his glorious rays,
gorgeous beauty that hold his fear.

And when the sun return to rest,
after a long and hurdled test;
a one last look he would regret, 
afraid that morrow could never wait.

And so the day begun to fade,
to make the night unleash her heed;
and turn the land into a place,
of greatest love that never ends.

But 'lo the sun! he was so right,
afraid that vain conquer his might;
and then the land he dearly love,
will fall upon the wrath of God.

The land that once a beauty ride,
was now a sore of eerie sight;
the land that once revered by light,
pillage by grief until the night.

And who it was that blame shine bright,
when no one knows the man who cried;
the one who knows the mask behind,
forever lost and long was gone.

So now oh! please thy glory seek,
to what we owe what we have made;
is it to us who fought our best,
to give our land her robust grave.

A shouting madly manly sound;
was crying there behind the mount,
then please for sake stop the shout,
and heal my broken shaking mother land.

Kadena De Amor

Sa lupang may bahid at ningning ng puso,
niyaong may likha sa lahat ng tao;
aling pag-ibig ba ang napipintuho,
na hindi hihigit sa kinang ng ginto.

Masdan nga ang labi sa tuwing bubuka,
sa irog niyaong pusong sumisinta;
aling kilos baga ang maisusumpa,
na hindi tumupad sa naipanata.

Sa alinmang kulay
O anyo man lamang
ng lahat ng uri ng mga nilalang
na pinagkalooban ng tunay na husay
ng Amang Diyos nating nasa kataasan
may isa ba kayang ang puso ay uhaw
at di nakaranas ng lubhang dalisay
na tawag ng pusong may kaluwalhatian.

Katulad na lamang ng kay inang mahal,
magmula ng ikaw ay kanyang isilang;
hanggang sa ang isip mawastong tuluyan,
hindi ka iniwan kahit na mamatay.

O maging katulad ng iyong pag-ibig,
sa lupang saiyo'y nagbigay ng wangis;
maaatim mo bang haluan ng lupit,
dili kaya'y dusa ang iyong ihatid.

Kay sarap damyuhin ng hanging iihip,
sa balat niyaong taong umiibig;
ang pagsinta'y labis at labis na labis,
hindi magdudulot ng siphayo't hapis;
kung ang puso lamang ang nakababatid,
ng tunay na lakad ng pang uring himig,
musikong matapat na bigay ng langit.

Kaya bawat sumpang iyong bibitawan,
sa ina, sa kapwa, sa irog at bayan;
maging halimbawa sa poong Maykapal,
na kay buti nitong sa kanyang lalang.

Pahalagahan mo ang kadenang lantay,
ng pag-ibig na s'yang sa'iyo'y bumuhay;
kadenang pag-ibig huwag hahayaan,
na maisiphayo niyong kasawian.