Mark Adrian Adonay
Biography of Mark Adrian Adonay
I live in Sta.Fe, Bagumbayan, Roxas, Oriental Mindoro, Philippines.I started to go to school at our central school in Roxas, at a young age of 3 in Kindergarten school of Methodist near at home.I'm now in 3rd year and studying a vocational school of San Aquilino.I started writing poem in this year 'cause I'm inspired of my brother, he also encouraged me, by the way.
I realized of what is being a poet, like what my brother is feeling now.I can't say that I'm that good, sometimes I say to myself: 'Trying Hard huh? 'But after all, I'm happy.
Mark Adrian Adonay Poems
Wings of blue ocean Travels from sea to sea. Travel and travels, Until he reach the shores.
All Things To Say
To say the you have won the race Better to speak it little. To say that you're in better place
One day, I think of the wall Something not made By rocks or of stones But by the eyes of the kings
I'm sad to know why people most Wore their eyes of seeing life; What's the situation: Joy or Strife? And who are they in eyes of world,
The Tree Beside My House
I saw him; Like a tree laid Down to the ground, Sleeping in the midst
Peace, Can’t be gave to others Nor others give peace to you, You can’t give peace
The Footprints Left Behind
When I was in the land Of my memories, In the midst of it There I stood,
Dew of a new born day has sounded The melody of the music dancing on the air Bright morning is happily wounded By the seven soldiers of the victorious lair
An eternal flow Quenched the thirst of empty Bed of earth’s behalf Dark, white, - - can be any colors
Arms of the great sea Strech’d forth for land’s breathing Firmly, still holding.
Sketch A Beautiful Life
Sketch a beautiful life In the paper of your dreams Draw a wonderful lines, Like water’s flow on streams.
Strength of the ages Like a monument you stand Feet of ev’ry home And filled earth’s empty spaces
I like the way, How the moon Speaks to me. In the night’s silence
Oh! Beautiful Is like a jar Under the eyes of moon, And just a mud of the ground;
I'm sad to know why people most
Wore their eyes of seeing life;
What's the situation: Joy or Strife?
And who are they in eyes of world,
Even what it means or cost.
Why don't think about their life
Under the eyes of God Who hold?
They are lost.