jaycer-john-bajo
Philippines
In my native tongue I call my self as "pulubing bihag ng kagandahan" (a mendicant captivated by beauty). If there is one word to describe my soul that would be the German word "Waldeinsamkeit" (forest solitude). Nothing much to say about myself, well, I like drinking, from tea to milk, from coffee to alcohol. If you happen to read this bio or any of my poems, I welcome you to my universe, you're at the gate, enter deep if you want but don't blame me for the supernovas! :D
This year in Chinese astrology
Is that of the fire monkey
Unlucky, as I am
A wooden pig, unfortunately
Monkey and pig don't go together
Pig is of peace, monkey's a mischievous creature
Wood can be weak and eaten by fire
Twice the misfortune, not any better
I lost alot, and I mean alot
They say to count the blessings
oh why? I cannot
The reason, maybe I'm a pessimist
and rely alot
On the fate of these animals than the power I got
The power to think and the power to act
The power to let go the things that can't be back
To pursue and dream and never nag
To control the things that I can, to be back on track.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC
Saw you and your eyes were telling me
How I should look up and see
The beautiful sky spread above the sea
It is never alone though seemingly empty
At day there's the sun embracing; the clouds frolicing
At night the moon, with stars that are dangling
You were smiling and your eyes turned lines
Your warm soul laughed; my sadness faded
Seemingly closed as it hides
Thoughts of loneliness ended
Xie xie ni yi xiang
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 7:54 PM UTC