Enigma (Hiwaga)
mystery
Life's Mysteries
Hiwaga
Enigma
Why is the mountain’s stature?
That I cannot measure
why is the depth of the sea ?
I cannot gauge intensely
why are the clouds soaring?
I am still searching
why my dreams are absurd?
It’s hard for me , unfurled
why are there many questions?
it creates a stanchion
I am always wondering
the answers to this inkling
but life is always lacking
it keeps us want more, craving
up to now I am striving hard
so I can reach the ultimate reward
despite all this struggle
life is always a battle
so here I am moving on,
facing life’s dangerous dungeon…
Bakit ang tayog ng bundok
Hindi ko maarok
bakit ang lalim ng dagat
hindi ko masukat?
bakit ang alapaaap
hindi ko mahagilap
bakit ang panaginip
hindi ko masilip?
bakit ang daming katanungan
pumasok sa aking isipan
lagi ko pinag nilay nilayan
ang lahat ng kasagutan
pero lagi nalang
sa buhay ay may kulang
hanggang ngayon aking pinagsikapan
ang tagumpay na makamtan
sa kabila ng lahat
ng pagpursige ay hindi sapat
kaya heto parin nakikibaka
sa buhay na puno ng pangamba
Comments
AUTHORyes Audrey...the original was written in Filipino...and I decided to write it in English...it was really an experiment at first but i come to love it...
How is it to write the same piece in 2 languages? Such a fine piece in English and I noticed that your wrote it in you native language first--
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oh, thank you for your concern WD Curry...we are fine here but i'm sad for those landslide victims and are still missing...
yes, the poem was originally written in my mother tongue though I am not a native speaker in Tagalog but it is taught in school...a friend suggested why not use my local language which is Bisaya?well, i still have to find time for it...thanks again for the honest comment...i appreciate it well...
I am concerned, you had an earthquake. I hope all is well. It is one of life's mysteries that we live in danger from our own source of life.
I appreciate the translation like the others. The rhythm is wonderful. English does it no justice.
Nice one with tagalog version. How about your local cebuano/visayan dialect version. Cheers
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Yeah, I agree with you Susan...so the fruits of our labor are sweet...we struggle most of the times because we don't let go...we keep things that are meant for us...
Thank you for leaving a wonderful comment...
Yes, raciniwa, life's struggle is hard! My best friend and I are constantly asking one another, "Why does life have to be so hard?!?" I think perhaps so that the joys we experience will be that much more treasured and so we won't grow so comfortable here that we forget Heaven is our real home. Beautifully written!
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my pleasure as always PDX...:-)
you're welcome, racin
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trecords...hello...it's not Hindi...it's Filipino or Tagalog...thank you for patiently reading my poems...i'm quite busy the past few days but i'll be keeping up if i can untangle some of my tasks...
Hindi indeed. It is the need!
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thank you PDX...a style i've developed over time...
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i agree Denise...without those...things we see are incognizant...thank you for noticing and for inspiring me...
i liked seeing the translation at the end!
Wondering and curiosity is blood that flows through life. Without those...we wither and die.
Beautiful piece-I enjoyed!
I wonder how to imagine many things but I wonder that imagine could be true or not possible.Many things that were imagine and were facing struggle's and obstacles in life but , many struggles in life but then others are still moving on for facing life's dangerous to face our struggles in life.
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yes, there are lots of question unexplored...
Very interesting and deep. There are always lots of questions in life, aren't there.
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