113

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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)

81: I STARE AT THEE

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

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.

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.