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Jowlough Oct 2017
I am not the kind of fool
Who tells you stories of the herd
And draws the moon and stars

You've been far off the curve
And dehydrated on the shore
Flung out the usual norms.

Captivated truly
As my trivial senses got hooked
In your stable who's a custom soil
By the drenched aged farm

Inside the active land and seas
In which you came from
Abundant spills of beauty
In your smile and in your soul

By the name of the french lady
Who gave me cold teas
Under the waitress of the resto
Beside the town of the fleas

She gave me hope, another chance
Another dance in the opposite polars
We trance.

And she gave me things I look forward to, another dance inside the collared cage, we tranced.
Jowlough Sep 2017
Shed me a glance
through vices you won't
***** until you savor
gravity's at fork

Idle faced question
she's stuck and bare
opened mouth before
the flick of the hair
Jowlough Dec 2016
If I could only take
The pill to reverse,
To take back time
And prevent the hearse

A currency to spend
A time I choose to alter,
A flower to pick
Among millions to cater.

I would choose you,
Beautiful charmer;
Dream chaser
Please recruit me

To your surreal
Lifeline approach and justice,
To kiss and hold you
Flowers and berries

A connection
I ought not to dwell in
Voice I thought
was music I never cherished

If I could only
Replay the process
Of building this puzzle
I could never think best

I could choose you
Maybe I could lure,
Maybe sometime,
Sometime near future.

I could love you
Take care of you;
If only I could alter
The clothing of time

And sequences,
And events;
I would love to choose you,
Definitely

If you could care
To alter yours,
Even in an alternate universe,
- you would choose me too.
Merry Christmas
Jowlough Aug 2016
The pill
You've created,
As a cure
From your hatred

Is the same pill
You should swallow,
What you don't do
We don't follow

What you don't preach
We don't give,
An eye for one
Of your misfits.

Nor your guru ways,
Even your habits.
Such two faced
More tragic.

You walk
Your mouthful talk
Before you speak,
Before you mock.

Before you play
The victim card,
Do math
And solve it hard

Tell me wisdom
And it won't scratch
The truth about
The eggs you hatched.

The digs we give
Are zero like,
The weather in north pole
In the deepest night.

Are you okay
Because you are dreaming?
You deep black love guru
How we wishing.
Jowlough May 2016
I ought to believe
That your heart is paralleled
With my veins that I look on to
Blood streaming you've cancelled

Things I look up to happen,
The plans I made carefully,
Destroying my inner senses
Without you knowing it internally.

My shattered belief
Never hassles me to the bore
Where you never drop an expectation
Frustrated like a kid in a toystore.

It's hard to act naturally
What else can I say
I must recalibrate my sensitivity
Oh, What a day.
I'm a sad man
Jowlough May 2016
Dumaan saglit sa bilihan ng damit
Kahit sakto ang dala ay aking pinilit
Pagkat pawis ay malala dahil mainit
Sa pagkikitang ito lahat ay sulit.

Sa harap ng salamin maiging sinipat
Kung okay ang buhok at marapat
Konting talsik ng pabango sa kwelyo
Hindi muna ko maninigarilyo.

Upang ako'y perpekto sa pagdating
Lahat ay maayos sa iyong paningin,
hinahanap hanap ang 'yong awitin
Ng boses **** maliit ako'y bitin.

Nagmamadali at baka mahuli
Ayokong maghintay ka aking binibini
Kahit hasel sa lahat basta dumating
Sinira ang ipon para may pang sine.

Kamusta ka na? Kumain ka na ba?
Unti unting pinaplano ang sasabihin.
Sa paglalakad ako'y napapaisip
Ano ang uunahin, saan papupuntahin

Sa di kalayuan aking nakita
Maamo at maaliwalas **** mukha
Sabay nagising sa katotohanan
Sa noo ko ay biglang pinawisan.

Nang biglang nauntog sa totoo
Na ito ay panaginip lamang
Hawak ang lakas ng loob
Napalunok at parang..

Nabilaukan sa pagkakita
Sa kamay **** may humawak
Sa di bandang kalayuan
Pumatak ang luha ng uwak

At sabay bati ng kamusta
Habang hagkan ka at yapos
Ako ay kinakain ng sistema
Ng matinding pagseselos

At binalewala ang pagpapakilala
Sa kasama mo'y ikaw'y hinayaan
Sigaw ng puso'y nagaklas
Batid na "Dapat ako ang nandiyan".
Jowlough May 2016
A thing of the graved past
Is not relevant at all.
But things you did not disclose
Is a deep dark nightmare call.

There was this noble boy
Who you've said have courted you.
You said he's a good friend
And he liked you.

I see he loves cars and travel
More often than you do,
A noble inheritor of a family firm
With an atlethic frame and hue.

But,  the way you describe him
Sounded like he has no mere value.
And me: I believed in the light
Of your tongues' sweet fondue.

Of all this precious time,
My mind have held your stories
Grasped and chained
Optimistic and unworried

Of all this time, doubts.
Yes doubting was never an option
Nor an attempt to juice
Even the slightest blood potion

Until Unexpectedly time came,
Yes on your twentieth birthday,
Expectant was not in the thoughts
Of positivism I've had for years.

Unaware and extremely honest
Smiling with a chance to navigate
Your smart phone's veins
Having a funny faith.

Until someone peeped and popped
From the large screen landscape.
And I never knew
That it was the pivot of my life
Nor a wrist sliding through a knife.

The SMS said, "I love you".
Then blah blah, "missed you"
And all of the mumbled I've seen,
Numbed my soul and ego.

I got wounded. Deeply wounded.
Every word, there's a stab
In my heart, cutting every veins
Feeling the friction and I rub

My eye, it has water I see flowing,
You loved him more than the sun
And I see the young persona of you
Blinkering infront the gun

Like a gun, Pointed at my temples
I've found my self humbly destroyed,
As I knew you missed the guy,
And how you were overjoyed.

Devasted in every word
Knees are trembling with grief
I never knew that I could,
Incorporate you with disbelief.

And as you came in the room
I immediately handed your phone,
And pulled the "surprise" curtain
And greeted you with a nice tone.

"Happy birthday, Darling"
I love you so much. With tears,
Streaming, spine shivering,
Caught off guard by the latch.

Then I stayed. Yes I'm invinsible
And strong as a boxer in the ring.
I've faced your family
Despite of the heavy sting.

Then the lights activated
And someone whispered me
And said "hey sweetie"
"The breakfast is ready"

I quickly jumped up out the bed,
And sip my good coffee
As I think of memories
Escaping the reality.

Looking at the kids
My heart beats faster than the bullet
As I look at your picture
In my treasure box's closet.

Then my wife whispered to me,
"Hunny, who is she?"
I said she is an ex giflfriend
Who cheated me nasty

As my wife and I are alone
She asked me, "why?"
I wrote this poem,
And I almost died.

Then I woke up again
Realizing it was just another dream;
I've found my 26 year old self
Decided to empty this bin

A bin full of trash
From memories who hurted my home
My heart and my brain woke up
Feeling pained and all alone.
Art in my head is dying and the passion is hanging in the hole of a needle.
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