A Brother,A Father,A Good Man to All by Eureka C. Bianzon

 

I’ve got a better friend from all

I’ve got a best friend

I’ve got a brother

A father, a good man to all

 

I remember those times each day that I wake

Words that I kept on telling you for your own sake

Even my advises as your youngest brother

You never refused to take

 

You filled my life with memories

Remembering you filled my eyes with tears

You’ve been my partner

You’ve been my shoulder

I’ve gained my strength from you

And you’ve gained your mine in me

 

It’s been a black shadow that existed

As I heard the news they said

No one knew how much the pain

Knowing that I wouldn’t have the chance

To glance on you and, to be with you again

 

 

Over the years you’ve battled with sickness

You never complained

Yet, you’ve tried your best

For your family you could able to sustain

 

In your condition I couldn’t do much

I’m sorry I wasn’t there

But brother I want you to know

That I really care

 

You’ll be my inspiration

As how you struggled in life

You really deserved my admiration

Brother you’re the strength of mine

 

I know that you’re with me

As always you had to do,

I’ll always make you proud

As what I used to do…

 

 

Brother, my best friend, my playmate

My partner, my strength

I know that you’re in the heaven now

Please keep on watching over me

Till we meet there again somehow….

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Poem that I’ve composed through the shared story of my friend,sad yet his story imparted  me the lesson ,”to give importance ,to show our  love to the people who are so dear to us,life is just borrowed from heaven,nothing or no one is permanent on this wonderful earth.

” I Miss You” by Eureka Bianzon

A great thought to fight about my longing

My feeble heart never stopped of finding

Ways to see you, to check on you

Even just on a photo frame of yours

On my bedside wall

All I can do is to hear your voice

From a distant call

 

I miss the way you make me laugh

The way you make me strong

When the world gets tough

I missed the way you sing a song

Even if your vocal line didn’t match

 

Oh I miss you,

The way you squeeze my hand

I miss you,

When I cried you wiped away my tears

With your hand

 

 

I miss you

Distance doesn’t change the way I feel

I love you,

My love for you is so real

Oh I miss you

Your smile was so sincere

Your photo reminds me when you were here

 

 

I miss you……

 

“Sons of the Dessert Sand” by Eureka C.Bianzon

Clashing dessert sands shadowing up the air
gracious feet of children kicking up in pair
little angels strew the sand of those silent places
with sheer intentions marked by their happy faces

 

Angels endlessly play along
crowding the landscape like a storm
from morning gleaming light
Shadowing the place throughout the night

 

Delightedly yearned for something exciting
tremendously played on that solace dessert place
some children danced with their innocent feelings
Sons of the dessert sand brought inner thoughts that day