Friday, December 31, 2010

113

The autumn is gone
Winter drove her away
Now snow is falling

Thursday, December 30, 2010

112: COLOR TUBE

They are watching the color tube -
In a foreign tongue.
Pretending they understand,
What the color tube is spouting - 
About.

111

The Ice Queen is here
Keeps blowing her ice cold breath
Sends all shivering

110

The frogs came and sat
Soon the rain starts falling
Then it was noisy

109

It's winter right now
But no snow has fallen yet
In this place of mine

108

There was once a bud
Just a simple sight it was
Now a full bloomed rose

107: CHRISTMAS 3

People say
         Give love on Christmas day
I say
          Why not give love everyday
So that
           It'll be Christmas everyday

106: CHRISTMAS 2

They greet each other
    Merry Christmas
They respond to one's greeting
    Merry Christmas
I reply
     Thank you
For I don't celebrate 
     Christmas

105: CHRISTMAS 1

People celebrate it
All over the world
The west so full of parties
The orient too where Christ is -
Unknown
Prithee it's Saturn's birth -
They're celebrating
For Christ's birth is unknown
The 25th of December is sadly
Not about Christ at all but -
About the character they call -
Santa Claus

104: SELF PITYING BUM

I say I'm no good
My close friends say I'm good
I never believed a word they say
Until - now

103: CHASING TIME

Chasing time would be futile
Time couldn't be reversed
For time moves like an arrow
Inexorably - forward
This makes a fool out of me
As I find myself
Desperately - chasing - time

102: INDECISIVE

A weakness so paralyzing
Grips and holds a man
So tightly in his place
Giving him no chance to move


An indecisive man is weak
For he can't decide on what to do next -
On time
This would cost him much later
For he would be missing -
A lot of chance


I disdain such a man -
For that - I disdain -
I

101: SITTING - WAITING - WRITING

Sitting - staring at the clock
Waiting - for the chime to sound
Writing - these words as I sit and wait
Now that the chime has sounded -
It's time for me to go

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

100: MOONLIT NIGHT

Walking with  you
In this moonlit night
Hand in hand together
Holding each others hands
Holding your tough but soft hands
Makes it even more lovely tonight


The moon smiles so bright
Seeing a pair of lovely -
Happy couple
Walking through this -
Moonlit night
A lovely sight -
A lovely pair -
A lovely night -
In a fantasy night

Monday, December 27, 2010

99: PENCIL

I took my pencil
Started to scribble
These words I just wrote

98: NIGHT SHIFT

The night is my day
The day is my night
Daytime without sunlight
Night for everyone
Defying the natural order of -
Time

97: I LIKE YOU

I like you.
Could you sense it?
Could you feel it?
Through my words
I'm telling you -
Subtly.
Could you sense it?
I'm glad if you could.
Equally scared too -
If you could.
For I am skeptical -
You might not have the same -
Feelings for me.

96: CONVERSATIONS

We chat
We talk
About things
Though through unspoken
Words we talk
We still talk
About mundane things
From a simple hello
To quite serious things
Sometimes you cry
Although I couldn't see 
I could read
Your smile
Your laughter
Your sadness
Your state of joy
It's the next best thing
To seeing and speaking to you
In person

Sunday, December 26, 2010

95: GRANDMA WHERE ART' THOU?

Grandma where art' thou?
These past four winters? 
As I long for you.
You've departed I know -
Not to heaven for sure -
Nor hell , nor purgatory -
To sheol, to hades you went -
To have a deep sleep.
Until Jehovah of heavens -
Will call upon thee.

94: THE MORE BEAUTIFUL YOU GET

The more I stare at you -
The more beautiful you get.
Such kind of beauty is rare -
Few people ever possess.
Simple from the point I stare -
Only to turn into a beauty of such kind.

A caterpillar from the start
Only to metamorphosed into -
A beautiful and colorful -
Butterfly.

93: I LONG FOR THEE

I long for thee!
O' sweet thee!
You're always in my mind -
Every time I take a break
Is it right to long for thee?
For we haven't been close.
We haven't even spoken since -
The beginning of our time.
Ah! What is right and what is wrong -
In wanting to know someone?
Nothing.
Just - hesitations and - indecisions.

92: HOMELESS

I dreamt I was homeless
No house No address
Except for the streets I roamed around
In tattered clothes and a duffel bag
Begging people for some change
To buy something to eat
Then I woke up from my dream
Realizing - I couldn't live
Like a - homeless man

91

I found myself to
Be liking a timid girl
She's like the autumn

90

I saw a huge rock
I sheltered myself with it
To survive the wave

Friday, December 24, 2010

89: FEAR OF GETTING OLD

I fear of getting old
To grow weak and brittle
To stoop and kiss the earth
To be leathery and wrinkled
To lose all five senses - gradually
To lose my memory and the power to - memorize
I see all of these signs on all aging people
Becoming relics of the past
And I fear - I fear old age
I wish I could stay in the flower of my youth -
Eternally

88: TOGETHER HOLDING HANDS

We are holding each others hand
You and I walking side by side
In a very nice and sleepy
Countryside neighborhood
Reaching our destination - an antebellum
House for you - a present from me
Oh how you smiled with delight
As you squeezed my hand tight
And pulled me into your loving arms
And planted the sweetest kiss on my mouth
I so cherished the moment for I -
Know that this moment won't last for long
For I was just daydreaming

Thursday, December 23, 2010

87: SHIVERING COLD

Oh so cold - shivering
My jaw trembling.
Hugging my body tightly -
As I try to rock me -
To sleep - on the wilderness.
My eyes got opened
Only to find out that -
It was just a dream -
That I fell asleep -
Outside the blanket sheets.

86: TALKATIVE

They talk so much
In a very audible voice
Like they're the only ones
Inside the dining hall
I shrugged my shoulders
And try to shut out their voices
As I go back to my writing

85: OVERSTEPPING

Am I crossing the line?
Am I overstepping the boundaries?
Between friendship and beyond?
Prematurely?
Please tell me -
Enlighten me -
Shed light on the darkened path -
Towards you.
So I wouldn't trip and stumble on some potholes -
And get lost on my way to you.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

84: PACIFIST A COWARD

Dodging fights most of his life -
For him is a feat to be proud of.
Patience and self-control are his weapons,
Which he quite adeptly wields.

Some call him a coward though -
Not to face his bullies head on.
Chicken they call him behind his back -
Mocking him every time.
For he is a big man -
To fight is to be expected of him;
Yet the pacifist in him prevails.

Though deep inside him -
O' how he long he could fight back.
Praying to the God of fighting -
To teach him how to fight.
But the God of fighting -
Seems impervious to his prayers.
For until now he hasn't been -
Thought how to fight by the -
God of Fighting.

Pacifist a coward?
I don't think so.

83: HE WITH NO PRACTICAL SKILL

He with no practical skill -
Can't do a lot of things.
Carpentry he can't do -
Fix car engines he can't do -
To wield metal straps together -
He can't do -
Fix electronic gadgets he can't do -
Construction he can't do -
He can't do a lot of things
But - as God is his witness -
He can work - and he's willing -
To.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

82: O' GRANNY MY GRANNY

O' Granny my Granny!
Where had you gone?
I'd been missing you so much.
Since you departed -
Four winters ago.

Reminiscing the times -
When we were together.
Has been a habit of mine -
Since you departed.
O' how I long the days -
When you were still with us;
Warm, happy and full of life.

Those days were some of the best -
Years in my lowly existence here on earth.
I should have done more for you.
O' Granny my Granny!
This my biggest regret -
For not having done so,
While you were still with us.

O' Granny my Granny!
How I wish I could turn back time -
To be with you again.
To spend more quality time with you.
How painful it is to think -
That when Death has come and reaped out -
The life - That's when we just come to our senses;
To should have done more while someone was still -
Warm - and - Breathing.

O' Granny my Granny!
If ever I survive the coming wrath of Jah
And come to see you again face to face -
In the flesh together with Gramps.
I just hope you would be as glad to see me -
As I would be glad seeing you.

O' Granny my Granny!
To your legacy I shall pour,
The love and care that I haven't -
Had the chance to show you.
For you were taken untimely from us -
By man's unbeatable foe.
This I swear and hope -
I would find comfort knowing that -
I would be taking care the one you were so worried -
In leaving behind.

O' Granny my Granny!
I just wish you are still here -
With us today.



(A poem dedicated to our late grandmother Mrs. Delfina C. Hamada. Died exactly four years today)

Monday, December 20, 2010

81: I STARE AT THEE

I stare at thee --
I am mesmerized by thee.
You make my heart jump --
With glee.

Monday, December 13, 2010

80: THE LADY IN ORANGE

The lady in orange,
Has such a mysterious smile.
So infectious and beautiful.
I can't help but to smile,
While I'm staring at her.
A simple yet - compelling -
Beauty.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

79: WE ARE WHAT WE ARE

We are workers
We are laborers
We work so hard
We work till night or day
We work till we can -
Work no more

78: COLUMNS

The simple Doric.
The elaborate Ionic.
The most elaborate Corinthian.
All three classical columns -
All three fascinates me,
Since the time I first saw -
How beautiful and perfect they are.
Oh how I would love to caress -
The smooth surfaces of -
All three of them.

77: ONE FOGGY MORNING

On this cold morning
Engulfed by thick fog.
The earth swallowed entirely -
By fog.

Visibility is so impaired.
The headlights of the approaching -
Automobiles could only be seen -
About six yards away.

I wonder what else would come out -
Of the thick fog.
Will it be monsters? Or -
Will it be Goddesses?
I would prefer the latter.

76: THE MARATHON

I joined a marathon.
The mother of all marathons.
I started out strongly,
I surged past a lot of other participants.
I was so full of energy.
I felt tireless.
I got past the first two stages,
But not without any difficulties.

As I surged through the third stage,
I got distracted.
I slipped - I tripped over a pothole.
I got up and tried to continue,
Prithee the pain on my ankle -
Won't let me.
My foot got swollen and sore,
To continue was next to impossible.

So there I stayed by the side of the road.
Nursing my foot hoping it would heal,
But it seems recuperation takes time -
For until now, I haven't recuperated yet.

For I am just a human being
Prone to committing errors -
Prone to succumb to temptations.
A man could resist all worldly pressures,
For a man was blessed with the power to resist.
Prithee I didn't resist,
For I am spending my present time -
Lamenting.

75: LIFE

Oh me! Oh life!
Wondering will you last -
Until all my fats and flesh
Are consumed by thee.
Will you be snuffed out at your prime?
I hope not.
Death would come I know -
Eventually.
When? No one knows.
But when it comes,
I hope I've aged -
Sufficiently -
For me to depart.

74: CANDLE FLAME

Beautiful blue and golden yellow flame
Perfect in proportion, oh what a magnificent -
Little sight! Strong and proud.
Shines as bright as it could be.
Meant to last as long as the wax last.
Prithee the flame could be snuffed,
By a wind blown by a man's mouth -
By a wind blown by nature.
Fleeting the candle flame is.
Easily snuffed out even at it's state of -
Prime.

73: COLD MORNING

Mists hanging by-
An inch over the earth.
Frozen dews on vegetation -
Frozen dews upon the earth.


Cold sips into my bones.
Tingling the marrows to the core.
Steam breath I exhale -
As I venture out on this -
Cold morning.

72 : UNFORTUNATE DEMISE

I saw a Raccoon this cold morning
Big, stout and beautiful.
Magnificent fur and all,
Lying on the road it was -
Swept by a rushing car -
Dead.


Vultures and Crows swept down on it.
Scavenging every edible parts they can.
Laughing, wailing and shrieking they are,
As they feast on the poor Raccoon.


Oh how fleeting Life is!
In this turbulent times.
The beautiful, the rich, the strong; don't matter.
For in a second, life could be snuffed out -
By an unfortunate -
Demise.

Monday, November 29, 2010

71

In a room filled with spinning machines
A couple of desk and several chairs -
Are placed in the middle.
I sat myself on one 
And started scribbling these words.


Listening to the spinning and humming -
Of the machines.
While scribbling these words -
While sipping Jim Beam -
I'm waiting for my laundry to be done.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

70

Engulfed with darkness -
When will I ever see?
The light to show me -
What brightness means.

69

You! Oh Mediterranean!
Whom the Euphrates wants -
to flow into.
The Tigris too is racing it's way -
to you.
Even the Nile with it's seven heads is waiting -
To be accepted by you.


Oh please accept them Mediterranean!
Let them flow peacefully into your wide -
basin of sea.
For they are all my rivers.
Who has nowhere to go -
except to thee -
Mediterranean.

68

My head got heavy
I laid my head on my hand -
Then I fell asleep

67

A recluse chose
to live out of society.
A loner's life -
Away from peers -
A reclusive life -
Away from friends -
Away from pressure -
Away from family.


A lone reed
among the prairie -
A lone lion with all the freedom -
A lone ranger on a quest -
A lone wolf roaming the night.


Oh how is it to be -
a recluse?
Living a reclusive life
to live alone within a world -
Of freedom -
A world within the society -
Of jackals and vultures - and friends.
Whom all the recluse alienate -
For the sake of peace.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

66 : FREEDOM

I shut the door close - 
And came Freedom.
Has come every time -
I shut the door closed.

65

Oh little hot hands -
Do massage this tired body
As I stay still beneath you all.
Soothe this tired soul please do -
With those hot steaming hands -
That comes by strands -
Of a thousand or more -
Strands.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

64: BUCKETS OF WATER

Buckets of water fell from the sky -
Whole night - Whole day.
Drenching the earth -
Turning it to swamp -
Sending the frogs jumping -
Frenzy into higher land.

Monday, November 22, 2010

63

Kyoko and Nachi,
Two extraordinary beings.
Both have each a golden heart.
Sisters in flesh and sisters in faith.
Beautiful both inside and out.


Possessing Godly qualities
Agape - The brotherly love.
Sheep like personality they have
Lamb like traits they exercise
All from the almighty Jah from above.


Always ready to help
A brother or a sister in faith in need
With loving kindness out of their -
Golden heart they show
Agape love to all who they care for.


Prithee they are leaving,
To the west they are going -
To the land of the blondes and
Blue eyed people -
Called Germany of Europe.


Oh to see you both depart
On this journey of yours
Leaves us all in a morose state
Our hearts shed tears as we
Bid thee both adieu.


Missing you both would be an -
Understatement of how we will -
Feel when you're both gone.
A big loss for us;
A big loss for mitake congregation.


For all we know you're the beacon -
Of light and joy and fun.
Without you both things won't be the same -
But if Jah's will is for you to go -
To a foreign land where the need is great -
Who are we to complain,
For we are just His lowly servants.


With these humble words of mine,
I say Thank you for everything that we -
Received from you both and -
Everything you did for us.
We will never forget you -
And we can never repay you.


As this land is your home
We're sure we may meet again
In the near future or someday -
In some other time - we will.


May Jehovah bless you always
For He is our rock and our 
Almighty creator.
May he bless your journey to
Bavaria and may He make it fruitful
May Jah grant you good health always -
For you to spread and share -
The elixir of life -
Jehovah's word.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

62

One warm summer midnight,
As I went out for a walk.
With the feeling of invincibility
That accompanies youth.
So proud and mighty
I dared to walk where I--
Never walked before.


I walked with a nonchalant air;
Taunting the dangers lurking
Everywhere at night.
Armed with the confidence of youth,
With pride and might as my arms.


Walking straight without a map.
Venturing into unknown space;
Daring myself to go forward.
And explore to satisfy the demon--
The demon called -- Curiosity


Onwards walking along the dark;
Towards the unknown.
Hither, thither I went,
As it's such a fine lovely midnight.
Prithee I shouldn't have,
When I found out what's beyond;
That warm lovely midnight.


I tripped and I slipped
Into a slippery earth.
I found myself in a land of mire.
Shocked was I to find myself,
Being stuck and suck by the mire.


Horrific it was being stuck
In the spongy and mossy earth
With all my pride, might and youth;
I refused to holler for help,
As I struggle to get out of the mire.


I pushed, I wriggled, I tried to pull
Myself out of the mire.
But to no avail.
I needed help but the confidence of youth;
The pride, The might, The strength
I possess won't let me.


Then it hit me,
As i started to sink continually.
That I know for sure that ;
I needed a helping hand.
As I sink more and more to the bottom 
Of the spongy and mossy mire.


With only my head visible now
Sinking faster and faster. 
I made a final push to set me free--
But to no avail.
With my last breath I managed to scream
With a muffled voice the word -- Help
But it was already too late.
As I was already gobbled up,
By the -- Mire.



Tuesday, November 16, 2010

61

Simple is beautiful.
Oh, yes I dare say!
Natural is beautiful.
Oh, yes I dare say!


Unmade her face be,
Exudes charm and raw -
Beauty.
Natural beauty at its -
Best.
Exudes charm at its -
Rawest.

60

Oh, imp on my shoulders!
When will you get off?
You've been on my shoulders
For too long now.


Do get off I pray
So I could engage,
The ogre in front of me.
Without you to bear,
The God of Triumph
Might smile upon me.
Thus Victory would I gain -
Possibly.

59

Oh me! Oh me!
When will it be?
The time for me,
To return To the -
Fold of truth.
Whom the Almighty -
JAH had formed,
Since Jacob's time.

58

To admire a beauty from a distance,
Is like admiring the stars above.
Untouchable, Unreachable -
Like a ghost ship never reaching -
Its destination.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

57

Broken valves,
Worn out gaskets,
Loosed thread faucets,
Rusting pipes,
Overflowing tap,
Unstoppable leak.


Seems irreparable.
For I don't have, 
The necessary tools
And parts to mend -
The damages. 


The tools and parts
Need a reasonable sum,
For I to acquire.
Which is impossible
At this point in time.


Can't send for the plumber.
Cause his fee comes so dear.
Which my wallet couldn't produce.


Woe is me to live,
With a broken plumbing!
Tap leaks virtually unstoppable, 
Like torrential rain.

56

More than a decade has passed
Since the last time I saw her.
Memories got buried six feet under -
By time.
Feelings flew like pigeons away from
Their cage.
Forgotten she was or so I thought.


A chance encounter with her
On the information super highway.
Brought back to life a tsunami of -
Memories.
Which were buried a decade ago.
Now pigeons seem to be,
Coming back to their old abode.
Will I accept them again and 
Try nurturing them? Or 
Will I ignore them and send them -
Flying away?
Sigh... I wonder...

55

The foundations are giving way.
Getting weak and shaky everyday.
The beams are getting bent,
The entire structure is crumbling -
Slowly.


Oh! My Temple!
Reconstruction need it be,
Rehabilitation to the core.
Restoration comes so dearly,
And it takes time.
Both I can't afford,
At this point in time.

Friday, November 12, 2010

54: The Guardians of The North

They are the Guardians of the North
Protecting Ilocandia, the Lowlands and 
The Cagayan Valley.
Protecting them from the Pacific Evils
Who wreck havoc for seven long months on 
The Pearl of The Orient.


They are both tough and beautiful.
A lot tougher than the
Praetorian Guards of Rome.
More outstanding than the
Napoleonic Guards.
Forever Beautiful
Forever Loyal
Forever Intervening
Without them The North of Luzon -
Would be blown to kingdom come.
The Cordillera -
The Sierra Madre -
The Guardians of The North.

53

Women are like roses.
As roses comes with thorns,
So does women with their - 
Flaws.


The prettier the roses are,
The more thorns they have.
The prettier the women are,
The more they -
Sting.

52

I dread most,
The monstrosity called - 
The Human Society.
To live within it is a -
Curse.
It'll eat you alive if you have
Nothing to show.
It'll drag you down If you are -
Nobody.
It's a cruel world to live in.
And I'm a nobody,
Hence, I dread it most.
For I fear I might get eaten -
Alive.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

51

It boils like magma within.
As hot and red as lava flow.
As bright and hot like a - 
Glowing coal.
So fierce when it finally comes out.
As fierce and intense like an - 
Erupting volcano.
So intense the ground shakes and -
Visions darken.
It's alright while it's kept inside.
But when it happens to come out,
The world will be - 
Sorry.

50: Honey

Just like the honey
That sleeps during - 
Winter.
Couldn't wake up unless,
Stroked by heat.
Old people have a 
Hard time - 
Waking up.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

49

Can't go back to sleep
Cause sleep won't come to me.
Drank the elixir of sleep -
Still sleep won't come to me.

Sleep won't come anymore
Cause she just left me
Without saying -
Goodbye.

Friday, October 29, 2010

48: DIZZY SPELLS

Dizzy spells are being cast - 
Again.
Stealing people's consciousness
And driving everyone to - 
Slumber.
Drinking the anti-dote for the - 
Spells.
As bitter and as black as it came.
Savoring the thick aroma that it - 
Emits.
Jogs the life back of every man
That takes a dose of - 
It.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

47: LADY ICY

Blowing her Icy Cold breath out,
Making the entire country as cold as ice.
Giving me a kiss - colder than death,
That sent my body into chills.

Sipping a cup of steaming heat I am
As I hug desperately on - warmth.
Clinging to dear life -
Hoping not to turn into a -
Frozen Delight.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

46

Temptation do go away
For I find you hard to - 
Resist.
So irresistible you are,
So tenacious you are.
I find my body do give in.


You're like a nectar a bee
Couldn't resist.
You're like a rose a woman
Couldn't resist.
You're like a candy a child 
Couldn't resist.


For I am just a man prone to - 
Temptation.
To not succumb to your charms
Is next to impossible.
To resist you takes a whole lot
Of power
And takes it's toll on my weak - 
Soul.


Temptation do go away I pray.
Leave my weak soul in Peace 
And  let me be!
For Sin you bring forth and Sin
Bring forth - Hades.
Leave me be I beg you!
For I don't wish to march into 
Sheol - Yet.

Monday, October 25, 2010

45

A lonely bachelor's heart - 
Constricted by a chain.
A chain called Responsibility.
Padlocked by Pride.
Which had a Key - 
That went Missing.
Never found - 
Until now.

44

I'm an Ogre.
I break ladies' hearts.
I'm the Beast of Blackthourne Hall.
I eat the love out of maidens.


Get away from me woman,
While you still have the chance.
Don't get close to me and
Risk your neck and heart.


Away my lady - 
I beg of you!
For the beast in me - 
Is howling, 
For your heart,
Which is not mine - 
To give.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

43: Lords and Agents of The Night

The day is coming to it's end.
Dusk is taking over the day. 
Then after a little while, 
The Night conquers the dusk.
Then the dusk turns into Night
As Darkness slowly creeps in
With stealthy feet.


Now that the Night has taken over.
Darkness is everywhere.
Only partially lit by the moon's pale light.
Patches of scattered mad made little lights -
All over the land.
Neon lights flashing brightly,
In a limited radius of space.


With the Darkness they start their day.
The Night is their day and the day is their - 
Night.
They do at Night what everyone else does -
During the daylight.
For they are Nocturnals
And they live in the dark -
Prowl in the dark.
And loves the dark.
The Lords of the Night -
The Vampires. 
The Agents of the Night - 
The Call Center Agents.