Thursday, December 17, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-16
Out of darkness, there will be light
Out of pain, there will be laughter
And the world is joyful, and claps its hands
--
December 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-15
Monday, November 16, 2009
NOTES OF A "MUSAFIR" 78
(Here I am again, wanting to update this blog of mine. Six months have passed without any real effort from my side to do so. I have to admit that I have been so busy doing other matters related to work, etc therefore I lost the desire to play in this forum which I consider my poetic garden..)
*) The reality shows that there are always ups and downs in life. But, I have to confess that sometimes when the moments of downs come; it is not easy for me to accept such reality.
*) The reality shows that there are always ups and downs in life. But, I have to confess that sometimes when the moments of downs come; it is not easy for me to accept such reality.
Friday, May 29, 2009
NOTES OF A "MUSAFIR" 77
[Two months have passed without my being active in producing quite a few reflective writings. This has something to do with my being too swamped by the addiction of ‘tagged’. I realize that this is not a good thing to do. I have to learn how to refrain from this ‘temptation’. I have to have a strong sense of self-discipline…….The following are notes which I wrote for the tagged-line. Hopefully, with them being published here, I am back on track...]
o TRUTH CANNOT BE CONCEALED
i may tell lies to others with all kinds of ways, but i cannot tell lie to myself. i cannot conceal the truth..
o DISCIPLINE IS A MUST FOR EVERYONE
Without a strong self-discipline, one cannot be successful in this long journey.
o JUSTICE WILL PREVAIL
in the long run justice will prevail.
o LIFE IS FULL OF PAIN
life is full of pain. through pain, we taste the sweetness of life..
• TRIANGLE RELATIONSHIP
me, nature and god..would love to be in tune with this beautifully triangle relationship..
---
BEING A WARRIOR OF THE LIGHT
Apr 24, 2009, 4:07 pm
i would love to engage in a constant struggle to be a warrior of the light. it is not an easy task, for sure..
PROBLEM MAKER OR PROBLEM SOLVER
Apr 23, 2009, 12:14 pm
am i part of the problem maker or problem solver?
WHEN I AM SILENT
Apr 22, 2009, 9:53 am
when i am silent, you call me a stupid person?
LOVE CONQUERS EVIL
Apr 21, 2009, 11:49 pm
no matter how, in the end love will always conquer evil.
REVOLUTION OF CONSCIENCE
Apr 21, 2009, 11:47 pm
Apr 21, 2009, 11:47 pm
we are called to be a revolutionary of conscience. are we ready?
o TRUTH CANNOT BE CONCEALED
i may tell lies to others with all kinds of ways, but i cannot tell lie to myself. i cannot conceal the truth..
o DISCIPLINE IS A MUST FOR EVERYONE
Without a strong self-discipline, one cannot be successful in this long journey.
o JUSTICE WILL PREVAIL
in the long run justice will prevail.
o LIFE IS FULL OF PAIN
life is full of pain. through pain, we taste the sweetness of life..
• TRIANGLE RELATIONSHIP
me, nature and god..would love to be in tune with this beautifully triangle relationship..
---
BEING A WARRIOR OF THE LIGHT
Apr 24, 2009, 4:07 pm
i would love to engage in a constant struggle to be a warrior of the light. it is not an easy task, for sure..
PROBLEM MAKER OR PROBLEM SOLVER
Apr 23, 2009, 12:14 pm
am i part of the problem maker or problem solver?
WHEN I AM SILENT
Apr 22, 2009, 9:53 am
when i am silent, you call me a stupid person?
LOVE CONQUERS EVIL
Apr 21, 2009, 11:49 pm
no matter how, in the end love will always conquer evil.
REVOLUTION OF CONSCIENCE
Apr 21, 2009, 11:47 pm
Apr 21, 2009, 11:47 pm
we are called to be a revolutionary of conscience. are we ready?
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-13
I am a solitary traveler. I am always ready to say hello to everyone in this long journey. I am always ready to invite anyone to engage in cooperation of doing things for our humanity. But, when such invitation is objected, it does not matter. I will step back slowly and firmly, and continue again my lonely journey.
NOTES OF A "MUSAFIR" 76
*) A poet has to explore and find his or her own words. He or she has to have his or her own typical expression.
Friday, March 13, 2009
NOTES OF A "MUSAFIR" 75
[I am back to the cyberspace after quite a while. Here I am wanting to chant....]
*) If we do not tune our musical instrument properly according to the sound of the ‘garputala’, then we should not dream of involving ourselves in an orchestra in order to play melodious tunes. Life also demands us to prepare and tune ourselves when we want to dive in its deep sea.
*) Everything in life has its own rules of the game where we like them or not, we should follow them. If we violate such rules, we are the ones will suffer.
*) Learning from history is a must for everyone with no exception. Let us hope that we will not repeat the same mistakes we committed in the past, in times to come.
*) I believe in the power of words. I believe words can break the silence.
*) If the trees are not strongly rooted on the soil, how can they challenge the blowing of the strong wind?
*) If we do not tune our musical instrument properly according to the sound of the ‘garputala’, then we should not dream of involving ourselves in an orchestra in order to play melodious tunes. Life also demands us to prepare and tune ourselves when we want to dive in its deep sea.
*) Everything in life has its own rules of the game where we like them or not, we should follow them. If we violate such rules, we are the ones will suffer.
*) Learning from history is a must for everyone with no exception. Let us hope that we will not repeat the same mistakes we committed in the past, in times to come.
*) I believe in the power of words. I believe words can break the silence.
*) If the trees are not strongly rooted on the soil, how can they challenge the blowing of the strong wind?
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-12
Monday, February 9, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-11
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-10
*) MOTHER: A SPRING, FLOWING DAY AND NIGHT
Speaking about mother, it is no doubt that we speak about our own roots, our own origins.
If there had not been the presence of a mother, how could we appear and exist, and dance with joy on the stages of our Planet Earth?
Along with our fathers, our beloved mothers took us with a blanket of love from the palace of God wholeheartedly. She took and brought us to the jungle of the world. She was not tired of seeing us flourish, and also she was not tired of seeing us extend our twigs and perch everywhere.
We cannot measure at all the suffering of a mother. We cannot return the favor of a mother at all until we die, until we become dust again.
As someone who bore us in the world, she does not ask us for many things. As someone who suffered a lot for us, what she only asks is our whole offering of love back to her. As someone who has given all her life when bearing us, she really wants us not to be lazy in drying her tears when she cries.
The love of a mother is an endless one. The love of a mother is a heavenly one. The love of a mother is the love of time immemorial.
Mothers are like springs, flowing day and night. The water of those springs is crystal clear, and very beautiful. The swollen wounds we have can be massaged with the spring water. The swollen wounds we have will be healed by its magic power.
With all the love they offer us, mothers create harmony, with all the love they spread, mothers create peace, and with all the love they foster, mothers create tranquility within every household.
A mother’s presence in our world with all the fragility she has moves her to utter her voice. Hers is a golden one. Hers is a soft one. Hers is a compassionate one, often times singing in the space of sublime truth.
--
2006-2009
*) It was originally written in Tetum, and broadcasted as a reflection piece for a show of RTTL in 2006.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-9
Monday, February 2, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-8
Thursday, January 29, 2009
NOTES OF A "MUSAFIR" 74
*) If there is no humility from the two parties involved in the conflict, it will be difficult to achieve peace, harmony and reconciliation. Whether we like it or not, one of them should be humble, and in doing so, it will create an opportunity for the other party to soften its approach.
*) A prayer without a hard work is the same as telling a lie. And a hard work without a prayer, there seems to be having an incomplete packing of our bags in our journey of life.
*) Making plans for carrying out life is an important thing to do, and most importantly it is the execution of such plans in a proper manner. It is not easy to live a life. There is a need to have a mental discipline to do so.
*) I am the poet, and I am the man of letters. Being a poet is a vocation. When I am still alive, and when I cry out for something, almost no one wants to hear it. Someday I am gone to the other world, and then people begin to search for my words as if they do so in trying to find a lost needle. This is, indeed, the consequence of being a literary man. It is a heavy cross in which I have to be ready to bear on my shoulder.
[Remembering the small conversation on “being a poet” I had with PR Ramos-Horta in Com, Lospalos—29 January 2009]
*) When I am silent, people think I am stupid. When I am silent, people think I am scared. Time will come someday for me to speak out. Don’t be surprised when I tell which the real truth will be.
*) We need to be silent. Silence is golden. Silence is a wise gesture. We need to step back. Sometimes we need to, if possible, let others win the whole game.
*) Our whole life can be described as a bunch of poems having no titles.
*) A prayer without a hard work is the same as telling a lie. And a hard work without a prayer, there seems to be having an incomplete packing of our bags in our journey of life.
*) Making plans for carrying out life is an important thing to do, and most importantly it is the execution of such plans in a proper manner. It is not easy to live a life. There is a need to have a mental discipline to do so.
*) I am the poet, and I am the man of letters. Being a poet is a vocation. When I am still alive, and when I cry out for something, almost no one wants to hear it. Someday I am gone to the other world, and then people begin to search for my words as if they do so in trying to find a lost needle. This is, indeed, the consequence of being a literary man. It is a heavy cross in which I have to be ready to bear on my shoulder.
[Remembering the small conversation on “being a poet” I had with PR Ramos-Horta in Com, Lospalos—29 January 2009]
*) When I am silent, people think I am stupid. When I am silent, people think I am scared. Time will come someday for me to speak out. Don’t be surprised when I tell which the real truth will be.
*) We need to be silent. Silence is golden. Silence is a wise gesture. We need to step back. Sometimes we need to, if possible, let others win the whole game.
*) Our whole life can be described as a bunch of poems having no titles.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-7
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-6
Monday, January 19, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-5
Thursday, January 15, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-4
*) TAIS-MANE, TAIS-FETO
Tais that we wear
Tais that we hang on our shoulder
Also fold our souls
Tais-Mane & Tais-Feto are sacred artifacts
Keeping the ancestors’ tradition alive
Don’t throw them away, don’t step on them, and don’t burn them!
---
January 2009
Tais = Timorese traditional dress
Tais-Mane= Timorese traditional dress specially for men
Tais-Feto = Timorese traditional dress specially for women
Tais that we wear
Tais that we hang on our shoulder
Also fold our souls
Tais-Mane & Tais-Feto are sacred artifacts
Keeping the ancestors’ tradition alive
Don’t throw them away, don’t step on them, and don’t burn them!
---
January 2009
Tais = Timorese traditional dress
Tais-Mane= Timorese traditional dress specially for men
Tais-Feto = Timorese traditional dress specially for women
Friday, January 9, 2009
POETICAL EXPRESSION-3
PALESTINIAN CHILDREN
Fresh blood flooded everywhere
Darkness tightly folded itself
They burst into tears again
Crying, asking for light
Crying, waking up so many people
They have lost their presence
They have lost their future
Who actually heard them cry?
Who actually opened the eyes to see them suffer?
--
January 2009
Fresh blood flooded everywhere
Darkness tightly folded itself
They burst into tears again
Crying, asking for light
Crying, waking up so many people
They have lost their presence
They have lost their future
Who actually heard them cry?
Who actually opened the eyes to see them suffer?
--
January 2009
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