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He Played my Heart

We are proud to announce the winner in the poetry category of the ‘The More we get Together’ writing competion: Rolinda Onates Espanola

Her beautiful poem ‘He played my heart stole the hearts of judges and audience alike!

Above you see Rolinda (left) with  runner up in the poetry competition Jean Raquel (right)

 

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He Played My Heart

 

At 5:30pm everyday we go there

With bags full of goodies and water

You on your scooter

Me, you always tell to walk faster!

 

Playing is fun, full of laughter

You play cops and robber

Hide and seek makes you feel better

Racing and Virus let you ask to stay but longer

 

Sometimes you get bruises

Sometimes you cry endless

Sometimes you’re disappointed

Sometimes you’re a stubborn head

 

I watched you grow in here

I watched how you behave to others

I watched how time moves us together

I watched how this place brings us closer

I watched how I love

The child that I can never have.

 

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My first meals

My first meals

 

Javanese was my first language

Like a first breast milk, fed by mother 

Be my flesh and blood

Indonesian is my national language

School forced me to learn it well 

Then English?

It was horrible 

Because of work, I have to understand it well 

 

I squeeze my brain to remember them 

Javanese, Indonesian, English

Ora, tidak, no

Iyo, iya, yes

It surprised me as well 

When I’ve known, not only my languages around me 

 

As simple words

When I said “aku cinta padamu”

Philippines said “Mahal ko Mahal Kita “

Hindi said “Mee tumsai pyar karti hu”

Bangladesh said” Ami tomake bhalobasi”

Then Telugu slowly answered me ” ninuninu pramestunanu”

Chinese said “wo ai ni “

In my heart then I was mumbling “hallah wong arep muni aku tresno kuwe wae kok kangelan” 

The simple words I want to say

“My ice cream melted

While I was busy eating avocado”

Hi sweetheart

I love you

 

From all of those

I learnt something

Not only Javanese as my first meals

But I have to taste many meals

It makes me feel more amazing

To this beautiful Creator the difference

 

By Artika Honey 

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Forgive me, child

FORGIVE ME CHILD

(by: Jean Ragual)

 

The mother is the light of home

A mother, who has a big role in the family

A mother, who will do everything

As a mother I need to find a job

It is hard to me to leave you

But this is for you

 

My child forgive me, if I am far away from you

Forgive me, if I left you at your young age

Someday you will understand everything

Thank you for all your stories to make me happy

When I talk with you

You give me strength everyday

 

Forgive me, Child

If you wonder why

Our home is not already complete or

Why you never see your father already

 

You are my only strength, my inspiration to continue our dreams

You are my treasure that GOD gave to me

Not all I can give to you

But I do everything I can, to make you happy

My love for you is forever

 

And no one can replace in my heart

My child, you are my flesh and blood

You are the reason I am strong and brave

While I am far away from you

 

Forgive me, my child, I love you forever

 

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Sunday Beauty Queen

Sunday Beauty Queen

 

Heavy make up, curly hair

Red lips on my glossy face

Wearing silver high heels, matched with my long black gown

 

It’s Sunday in Singapore

Look at their faces,

Everyone is happy wearing their crown

They look so beautiful that everyone adores

 

I walk to the stage and take my first walk

All eyes are on me, staring and someone is amazed

 

I notice a lady at the corner of stage

She is eyeing me from head to toe

 

I pose, and smile

Cameras are flashing on my face

I feel like I’m celebrity in Hollywood

 

At centre of the stage it’s time to make a half-turn

My stage time is finished, my show is over

I know she saw me and I know I make her smile too

But I am unsure if this makes me happy or scares me off

 

The special lady follows me backstage

No words come out to mind or from my lips

What should I say

I greet her with a hello ma’am in a whispering sound

 

She smiles and a hug from her makes me comfortable

I know it’s my off-day and today is Sunday

 

She holds my hand and says

I’m so proud of you

You are my beautiful helper

I smile in return, I know in my heart I was the winner that day

to have a supportive employer like her

 

  By Rosita Madrid Sanchez

Salary

By Rosita Madrid Sanchez

 

Salary

I have been counting days since day one

I thinking, what should I buy?

Nice clothes, shoes, what else?

I’m so excited…

 

Time flies, the end of the months arrives

The day I am waiting for, has come.

Where is the list?

I didn’t put new shoes and clothes…

 

What can I do? My family is way back home…

Waiting for this money to help them and support their study

OK then… nothing for me this months

Maybe next month or next time…

 

My hard earned money…. all fly away in the wind

with only a penny left in MY hand

Bye salary see you next month.

But at least they are happy….

 

 

Disco

By Rosita Madrid Sanchez

DISCO
The lights are on
The music is loud
Every one screaming
Shouting it out

Too dark to see
Smoke in my eyes
What is that smell?
Perfume or ghee?

I walking inside
Everyone is smiling
Singing and dancing
A happiness you never see

The music plays (despacito)
I find myself at the middle too
Laughing screaming as in shouting too

The time runs so fast
My day gone so quick
Change back my clothes
From dress to pants
Remove my heels and put my slipper one

Looking at he mirror
Smiling telling to myself
See you again the place where I belong

Tears In My Eyes

By Rosita Sanchez

 

Tears In My Eyes

It started one day

When I fell in love with you

My days were filled with laughter and happiness

I was content and I felt complete

 

My life has changed because of you.

I am not the same girl as before.

My days, my time, changing so fast.

Even the sun and the moon are competing with each other.

 

But what happened one day?

Where are you? Why can’t I see you?

Is there something wrong my love?

Please tell me, I’m dying to be with you.

 

Days, months and even years have passed us by.

I feel a deep sadness and my tears keep flowing.

Have you forgotten me? Have you left me?

 

You just walk away like the wind.

What I feel will never be seen.

 

A gift from you makes me feel strong.

A life with you makes my life continue on.

It feels like yesterday that we were together.

 

I thank God for the son that we have.

I trust Him and surrender my questions because right now I am happy with our son.

 

Tears keep falling from my eyes, that one day you will wipe them off and make them dry.

Now the time has come and this little voice says to me, “Mama, stop crying, I’m here, I love you.”

This sweet voice makes my heart calm.

 

Where ever you are, where ever you go,

Thank you for the day that made me feel a woman. It made my dreams come true to be a mother and to have a son with the man I love so much.

 

I have these tears in my eyes but now the tears are flowing because of the happiness that our son gives me.