What A Man You Are

WHAT A MAN YOU ARE!!!!!

By Hannah Antonio

Dear Zhab,

This opportunity I grab

To respond and thank you

For everything and the handsome view

You are a man like no other

A woman that can never shutter

You bring this sunshine

That makes me fine

Your face I was amazed

For the cheeks that make me shriek

Oh, I jest ‘cause I was stressed

I couldn’t find a word I confess

What a man you are

Always there for us even if you are far

The things you give to us, even small

Are the things we appreciate all in all

What a man you are

Saying you are handsome

A punch, you want some?

I jest again in this hour

What a man you are

Blessed with a good heart

And blessed with a good brain

Someday, with your dream, you’ll go far

I’m glad you took my challenge

And knew some of your thoughts of me

This I give because I am in glee

Make me more in glee by giving me some milk tea

My heart is not truly the prize

Your desire I know and I smize

No, it’s not French fries

But it’s some extra rice

Posted here the way it was given to me. No editing.
This poem is a response to:
http://zhablogs.blogspot.com/2014/10/hannah-banana-split.html

Hannah Banana Split

I take this challenge because you told me to
And I don't know how to start this too
So here's a question to start this intro
Hannah, what can I say about you?

First of all, I'm grateful that we're like close friends
It's unexpected, but I hope it never ends
To me, not just a friend, you're godsend
No more FO, so friendship won't suspend. :)

What else can I say about you?
Would you mind telling me about you too?
Is there are part of you that's blue?
Tell me how I can help or give me a clue.

Let's dig in deeper to make sense in this poem
"What do you feel when you're with him or see him?"
I'm not interested with the answer but you know who's 'him'
Well, I didn't say a name but you thought of him. ;)

Now let's move on to accounting... STOP?
No, I won't discuss or give some stuffs
Let me just describe you in words and pickups
It's up to you to think if fact or bluff. :D

If you're an asset, you're like a Land
Because for now you 'appreciate' in your age and
I'm not saying you're hampaslupa with the sand
You 'appreciate' because you're growing, understand? :D

If you're a liability, would you like to be?
But we all have to be a liability
For the good that people have given to thee
You have to offer back the good given to thee.

If you're an equity, you are the reserves
Because you belong to someone who deserves
You have unrealized gains with verves
That someday you will realize as life will serve

In the income statement, you can't be sales
Because a woman like you is not for sale
But don't worry your business is doing well
Because you are still an income to tell.

Are you goods on consignment?
Because even you're held by others, I know you're mine
Are you an operating lease?
Because they will hold you only for a while, and return to me after a while. :D

Are you an asset, like a model?
Because you're so beautiful that they want to own you.
Are you a goodwill?
Then you should join Ambassador of Goodwill. :)

Stop with these pickup lines, I have something to share
People have asked me before if I like you, are you aware?
Before I give you my answer, I also have a dare
To make this poem interesting, and make it fair. :D

The question was simple when I was asked, it's shocking though
Now, how would you react if I said 'Yes' or if I said 'No'?
Whatever we will say, it won't affect us two
Because of course, as a friend, I will always like you.

I do not expect this poem to be very long
But this could be longer if I knew you more all along
I hope our ties would be stronger than strong
In Teng Agency, we will always belong. :)

But wait, where are the metaphoric statements?
To have this poem like a sentiment
Where art thou the message so sweet and frequent
Words of wisdom has to be present

People are looking for golds at the end of the rainbow
But looking for you isn't at the end, you are the rainbow
And people wait for rain to end just to search for the rainbow
I'd rather enjoy the rain until you show up - the rainbow

Until now, I see you as a sea of mystery
I know less, but I'm diving to see
I was wrong, I don't have to dive coz you're the treasury
A friend more precious than any jewelry

You're a realistic book that I have to keep
Put myself as bookmark on the pages to clip
I'll keep reading til the end the pages I will shift
Like learning you while I am travelling in your life as bookclip.

I end this poem as I give you thanks
Wondering how you bear with my pranks
How could you stand being my friend as I think
But don't tell me, just signal the wink. ;)

This poem is longer than how I won in cba days
This could rank higher than the first place
Okay, now I am waiting your loving heart for the prize
Just kidding, I just have to eat some more extra rice. :)

A Noble Cause for a Noble Death

I met this man who lived for people
He ignites them to follow the call
He is using the mightiest swords
To lift up faith with his holy words.

Like a shelter to keep them from harm
During darkest nights, they will feel warm
Like a shield to protect his people
Keep everyone safe within hiss wall.

When we feel pulled in bow and arrow
Pushed on better things, launch the arrow
He destroys demons using spear
Telling us there's nothing to fear.

Had followers as his companions
Encountered bad guys who break unions
Despite bad deeds he gave forgiveness
Jesus Christ's death has shown Godliness.

I admire this man with a noble cause
Who is triumphant despite his loss
His end started the beginning
Faith is restored in human beings.


This poem is written for a poetry writing competition with the poetry theme "A Noble Death" and the entire celebration theme "Unleash the Warriors". The poetry theme is given at the contest proper while the other poem written at the contest proper is a free-to-choose topic. For the other poem, proceed here: http://zhablogs.blogspot.com/2014/09/the-story-of-jim-poem.html

The Story of Jim (Poem)

There is this man, whose name is Jim
He's big, fat, doesn't go to gym
Society sees: A man of food
Society can't see that he's good.

Jim is kind and generous man
He offers food to everyone
He's not greedy, gives more to poor
He knows they need it more for sure.

Seen as lazy, fat in physique
They cannot see he is unique
There's value inside gift wrappers
Don't judge the book by their covers.

Mister Jim's sick of society
Doesn't follow the views of many
He, who joins the crowd, are like them
He, who joins the good, are not damn.

He decided to live by his rules
Doesn't let people feel like fools
He, who does good things, is just fine
He, who seeks good in life, shall find.

I once got food from Mister Jim
I have learned to give thanks to him
I'm one of the children in streets
Before my adoption and treats.

Thank you Mister, I'm doing good
I also share to people my food
Taught me: Giver than receiver
Let the society receive from giver.

Your last words still struck me:
"Choose happiness, not misery.
I'd rather die and be happy,
Than to live long and feel lonely."

Ate much despite society's views
Lived well before saying 'adios'
Your life to us is a message
Let's live our own and do not judge.


This is a poem created from my originally written story which is previously posted in this blog. For the story, proceed here: http://zhablogs.blogspot.com/2014/07/the-story-of-jim.html


Two poetry piece is submitted for the competition, gladly I was hailed champion. For the other poem, proceed here: http://zhablogs.blogspot.com/2014/09/a-noble-cause-for-noble-death.html

10 Years From Now

In the subject 'Professional Development and Personal Relations' (PDPR), we are asked to make a two minute speech that talks about how see ourselves as a person 10 years from now. I wonder how can a speech be in a short time, but I am relieved for not having to memorize a speech for a longer time.

Here is my speech:

"How do I see myself 10 years from now? Let me start my speech by sharing to you something. When I was a child, I saw myself to become an Engineer years from those days. However, years later, my dreams shifted to becoming a chef of my own restaurant. And here I am now, I am a fourth year student of the course BS Accountancy with dreams of becoming a Certified Public Accountant.

It seems like the way I see myself in the future is pretty different to what God wants for me. I dreamed of becoming an Engineer or Chef but the Lord brought me into something bigger, being a CPA of the future.

Now, I can see my future quite brighter, I believe 10 years from now, I am a Certified Public Accountant with the number 6-5-4-3-2-1.

Earning a 6 digit salary, in 5 working days, riding a 4 wheeled car, living in a 3 storey house, with 2 lovable children, and 1 faithful, beautiful life time partner.

That's all, thank you. :)"

Korean and I

"This is a story of a Korean and a Filipino. *Korean and student buddies react* *Kurt smiles*

A group of Koreans travelled in the Philippines as tourists but also as students. They reached a city where Koreans are well accepted in the society.

The city has a lot of beautiful places and also delicious cuisines that the country is very proud of. One time, at a restaurant, the Korean girl asked someone whom she thought is a waiter. She asked for the bill, the guy gets it for her, then the guy said he is not one of the staffs in the restaurant and told me to pay the bill to the attending waiters. The Korean thanked him but she felt guilty that he might feel embarassed. The Korean was unable to get the guy's name since he rushed to go.

Days later, the guy showed up. He showed up in front of us Koreans. The guy is studying on the school where the Korean is studying. The surprising part is, the guy is one of the students who will attend as the student buddies for the Koreans in the school. In short, the Korean and the Filipino guy will be together for the entire academic program of the Koreans. Is this coincidence or serendipity? Who knows.

Days went on. The Korean girl and the Filipino guy gets closer and closer to each other. They are always together, on conversations, on groups, on activities, even on sleeping on the couch. The Korean is happy when she is with him, but she is bothered of what could happen in the near future. But still, they both enjoy each other's company.

The girl, she is in love, but with someone else. The girl is bothered that if the situation continues, she might fall in love to someone else while her current love is in Korea. The Korean is also wondering if the guy feels the same for her, because she might fall and the guy will not catch then get hurt. This thoughts come to her every night before she sleeps and while the cold Philippine air feels her skin. The korean kept everything to herself.

The Korean and the Filipino continued what they are doing and enjoys each other's company. They had a pleasant and memorable friendship. When the Korean has to go back to South Korea, she thanked the Filipino guy of having a wonderful and happy trip in the Philippines. The girl cried in the plane until she reached South Korea."

This is also a story from my other blogs. Just wanted to share here.

This is actually a story with a cliffhanging ending. The story is too long.

Whatever happens next? Who knows?

The Story of Jim

"The story of Jim.

There is a man who loves to eat very much. In his mind, he no longer wants to have a diet, he feels tired of people's suggestions that he needs to have a diet. He loves food more than what the society dictates him to do.

Jim is a kind and a generous man. Despite being a big man who loves eating his food, he still shares his food with everyone who wants. He offers food, he does not let other people to feel awkward asking for food. At times, he buys food for two and when he can't consume all, he gives the other one to some stranger or street people. He is Jim.

But what the society sees is that Jim is just a lazy man who eats and eats a lot of food. Being so big, the society does not consider the life of Jim. What they see is what they get, and that is how they judge. The society does not consider the inner core of a man, the society just looks at what they see in you. What they see as Jim is different of who really is Jim.

This is why Jim is sick of people's comments. Jim is happy in his life, he still continues living the life he wants. He still eats everytime he wants. He does not follow the society's rules. Because he knows that whatever he may does, the society will still judge him. Jim accepted his reality and just wanted to live for as long as he does the good things in life.

Thank you Jim. I am one of those people you shared your food then. Many times you offered me your food and so I wanted to live my life too, determined to be financially stable, and be helpful to people too. I salute you, Mr Jim. You are my inspiration. At the time of your death, I was the only one in your house then. Your last words had me starstruck until now.

Mr. Jim's last words say: Do what makes you happy. I know too much intake of food would lead me to death. But I'd rather eat everything I want before I die, than to suffer and not to eat everything I want while living a long life. Choose happiness, not misery.

This is the story of Jim narrated by his adopted street child.

Thank you very much."


This is not a true story. Just a story created for my other blogs. I just wanted to share this with you as a separate article. Thanks. :)