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  OBED DELA CRUZ (October 18,1995)
 
 
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  185.     

Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams of the night, so dear as they lie awake
Wrapped with a mother’s kiss and father’s guiding voice.
A hope and life in the edge of darkness they make
With a silent yet resounding of pleasant noise.

On soft comfort, while gazing the stars of heaven,
They come as precious gifts, secured nothing is wrong.
Music brings me to imagination’s haven
Where worries vanish when played the angelic song.

Locked are all the rooms from innocent fantasies,
For these sweet dreams in good life and health have brought me.
Betrothed to Love which even when time comes to cease,
Would remain faithful after an eternity.

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, they are bestowed upon my soul
Making inspiration grow deeper than before
With greater light than ember’s glow on firewood’s coal,
Like the restoration of a shaken armor.

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, in life they really do come true
With the Best Friend’s embrace that caresses me through.

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Copyright © 2010 by Prince Obed de la Cruz

(October 23,2010; Marikina City)

(This poem is written by PRINCE OBED de la CRUZ. To use it in a proper manner, please email him at princeobed_dc@yahoo.com)
 
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  186.     

Take Them Not Against Me, For I Was A Child

Take them not against me, for I was a child;
Those wrongs I made when I started to explore
A dark, gloomy world that had my heart beguiled
When I touched the knob of a forbidden door.

For I was enticed by the moving shadow
Of the beast who I assumed to be my friend.
And every night I struggled for tomorrow,
Thinking it was necessary for my end.

I wore a covering on my face to hide
The creature whose eyes wished to rid of its soul.
For the devil's greed birthed by deceptive pride
Was the fraud behind my spirit's empty hole.

But I am not one of the devil's children.
My soul, my youth are not among his victims.
And my name would not belong with the fallen
If I choose not to give in my foolish whims.

Therefore, I unmask my face to show the truth
And let my eyes, the soul's mirror, confirm this
That I have already grown, though still a youth
I can weigh reason and know what to dismiss.

So may all hell now fear this revelation
That it cannot anymore profit from me.
For the child who they thought had their devotion
Already repented, now their enemy!
 
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  187.     

That Flower And I

I can see a flower and it is rare.
Its beauty is far greater than Venus
And its fragrance is the most wonderful.
But that flower’s roots are not yet that strong
That’s why I should not yet dare to have it
For even I have not yet earned such strength.

If that flower must still grow… so am I.
I’ll wait for the right moment to have it
And when I have it, I’ll keep it so good
And that flower and I will keep growing.

Copyright © 2010 by Obed Dela Cruz

(January 7,2010; Marikina City)

(The rights and ownership of the poem belongs to Obed Dela Cruz. To use it in a proper manner please email him at princeobed_dc@yahoo.com)
 
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  188.     

That Shiny City In The Future

Imagine a city,
Filled of gems and luxury.
Death does not exist.
Sickness, again won’t moist.
From heaven it will come.
This truth is not a sham.
All pains and troubles
Shall be expiring as fast as bubbles.
They that dwell there
Are immortal forever!
Everyone shall be able.
All is available.
The streets are made of gold,
Because with care, it has been molded.
Everywhere are life zones.
You’ll never see bloody bones!
It has more aesthetic beauty.
Because there lives love and tranquility.
All can endure,
Because the Supreme One has the rule.
All power and glory,
Belongs to God Almighty!
This city is made for the saints.
So live your life with holiness.
Obey God’s commandments.
Sin less and love God more.
Life and salvation, God is the author.
That shiny city in the future
Is very imaginative.
All you see, you can lure.
Also, all are positive.
From everlasting
To everlasting
Life will never die
And death is ever dead.
 
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