Baneeh's Awesome Creations

Inday Kalachuchi {Boholano Song}                (Lyrics) Inday Kalachuchi  May langgam tamsi Unsay balahibo Asul ug berde Pagka-aligre Ning baryo dinhi Daghang dalaga Daghang dalaga  Ako ra'y gwapa 

I am considered as nobody . Currently a lady who resides on a nearby town of the city. Unstoppably striving on this complex society and still coping of those howling challenges in life. Actually, I am writing this tale of my life to let you knowledgeable enough not to abruptly arbitrate my physical appearance and  if you’re in doubt what specie I am. Hence, not because I’m from Dauis, does mean that I speak in a shortcut manner. Just so you know.            I am natively and righteously molded in Purok 6, Mayacabac, Dauis, Bohol. The second among the four bountiful harvests of Mr. and Mrs. Margarito Pinoliad last January 30, 1999. Together with my siblings, I consider it to be a part of the lucky ones. Even though we wrestle like cats and dogs, with just a nick of time, we manage to reunite again like no abomination happened prior to that.            Recently, I am en...

An alter for the Better             Bohol had been considered to be the Jewel of the Pearl among the Orient Seas. A turtle-shaped island that attracts many outlanders leaving their jaws dropped as they spectate through varied magnificent spots of nature. Beneath this wondrous island lie undeniably marvelous places remarkable by its green wide pastures, historical infrastructures, sandy beaches and the town folks’ warm and authentic hospitality.             Time passes rapidly and on this present century, people continue to strive on this complex world where the competition becomes stiffer, the strong dismantle the weak and still pursuing to aim high global standards wherein by this manner, modernization enveloped us. People nowadays care less towards their comrades and find all things necessary. There is no end to sati...

PINTADOS: Warriors of the Century By: Ma. Vanessa O. Pinoliad Indigenous tattooed people of allied businesses, Cultured and harnessed our exquisite resources Inhabited Bohol during the pre- Spanish era, Individuals consumed by valiant aura. Renowned to slain and hunt monsters of men, Invades tribe neglecting any walls nor barren, Tattoos depicting a deeper nuance, One on one battle? They’ll seize the chance. Notorious warriors of the century, Indeed a worthy reverie, For he who is the bravest, was painted the most, Our mighty forefathers in  you , I boast. 

                                           MISS INVISIBLE I am considered as nobody. A lady or a girl who lives simply on a nearby town of the city. I am young, carefree, and an awakened dreamer. And, if you would be an ambitious guy, you might regard me as a very simple slash nothing-to-be-inter ested type of girl. Of course, I am attending school but not on a private one partially or can we say mostly invaded by Kikays, chitchatters, any trendy ladies, or what. *winks* I was enrolled on a public yet acknowledged institution filled with jittered personalities and unconcealed capacities. So much for this, I haven’t introduced you my very own self. I am Kurdapia Andresa Dimagiba fondly known as “Daping”. Pretty weird, right? I don’t know why my parents let me inherit their initials and I abruptly hate it -_-. Say it is a new and well-upgraded millennia and who would ever ex...

The Paramour On a high cold gloomy room, Pondering my pending doom, All these time we’ve been through Setting goals to be a part of your crew. I am just an ordinary lad Deeply in love that I might gone mad, Hungering for your lone and sweet “Yes!” I owe you my life, thy damsel in distress. I’m not that guy of desperation A contradictory of your imagination, You can count on my patience, For I’m ready to wait till I drained my sense. On a hot sunny morning, Wherein all are kind and brimming We went together at the city Decided to go for an outburst spree. As we bid farewell at the end of the street You said “Yes!”, now babe you made my life complete From the start I’m a bit sloppy about it Now I want to shout for joy and hug you indeed

Oh my darling Philippines! In Celestial spheres you appeared like splattered beans You are my Pearl among the Orient Seas, Filipinos are known for its package of bliss. We’ve perceived a lot of infestations in living, We strive, we multiply, and still pursuing. But on this month of October, where all are charming, A great quake attacks us, made without warning. Described as a silent criminal Increasing death tolls are still on arrival, Churches, roads, and varied infrastructure, Seemed to be worthless, danger prone, and have been torture. A month after the killer quake, Yolanda falls, Samar and Leyte yearns for refuge and calls, Turned our cities into havocs of shreds Many suffered, and our constituents dead. Amidst the rubble, we will not fall in despair. Gain more faith; devote everything to God for that we should bear, Unblame Him, for there is a perfect reason, For these outrageous devastation. We’ve commit crimes, kill, and steal. ...