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Jowlough May 2013
Seems you're mile high
and you are flying in bliss.
the way you spit your fiery words
makes the mob wish they never exist.
languages and words
that are traced back in barbaric days,
you **** your people's spirits
when your profound arrogance plays.
you dismay our most positive days
just like metal plates ******* on our backs.
whilst you heavily strike us
with your poisoned tongue whip
hidden on your large build cast.
I cannot wait more
sum up all the hearts you break.
We cannot wait on the day you'll bend
that all of the elements will have its revenge
Jowlough Apr 2013
Down goes my ego again,
Feeling blank by the window.
Killing myself with thoughts
Trapped in this sick vision.

Reaching out on something
I've thought I've grasp on;
Mumbling myself on this heartache
Tears I really could not held on.

I wanted to hold your hand,
Despite of questions I can't decipher,
No luck to reach you
Signals you can't provide a clue.

I'm down in this pedestal
Burned out, please don't let me be?
Leaving it all to good heavens,
Until this chained heart is free.

I have nothing to hold on,
Waited long to draw this dreaded line,
Don't mind, for sure this wound will recover
I just need this alone time.
Jowlough Jan 2011
On a height of your victory,
Crows will follow,
Waiting for an attack,
flock's going for the ****.

Coming and striving,
you've sacrificed sweat and blood.
when you're about reach the peak,
come hear the shout of the mob.

and they're doing everything,
to pull you down.
come up to some plans,
trying to shoot you out.

and they're doing everything,
to utilize your smallest mistakes,
highlight little glitches,
make it for pedestal's stake.

but you know you have the heart,
Transparent as clear glass,
but as unbreakable and strong,
as precious and nice diamonds

but you know you have the guts,
to shield the burning fire,
they can take away your Image,
but definitely, not your burning desire.

but you know you have the mindset,
to block their dark doings,
to set yourself free,
and drop off those gloomy feelings.

Finish what we've started,
Don't stop, we have gone too far.
Keep going on and shoot the crows,
stay on the ground,  and keep your Stars
(c) Chapter II - jcjuatco Jan 26 2011
Jowlough Nov 2017
He doesn't know
He looks like a ******
To the masculine commune
Never the bro
Never a revolt
He will be slammed with a colt
In the near future
Acts like fifteen
Almost a ******* pristine
Scummy as it may be
A childish wasabe
Jowlough Oct 2010
Have you seen a place,
Where mountains are green,
Strawberry fields,
And the air is clean

the city of pines,
A destination that shines,
Where weather is cold,
as everyone have told.

Up to the north,
lies a plateau,
Zigzag roads,
we got no clue

A nice vacation,
as we stayed and boarded.
Parks and station
We have toured and landed.

City of pines
what a beautiful view,
Let's drink our wines
A paradise hue!

Ethnic tribes,
Unforgettable vibes,
Touched our lives,
moments shall be archived!

Fond memories,
we have built and carried,
an unforgettable experience --
that can never be buried.
(c) Sept 8,9,10  - City of Pines *jcjuatco
Jowlough Oct 2010
Bright Lights, Flashed Contrasts,
Short memories, inside a can of soda.
I am deeply honored, How can I express?
may I say,"O-nul jung-mal ye-ppu-da"

A pleasant and young place,
Beautiful in many countless ways.
Everywhere, Bursting with talents
City of youth and confidence.

Late at night she's still awake,
Rhythm and melody is the first state.
Tried and tested, engaged in battles,
villa of sweet and wise riddles.

The Golden voice of angels,
Soothing sounds, shades of purple.
Ear wonder, is the place to visit,
I am proud that i have been in it.

I am much pleased, of its existence
More of knowing the street's turbulence.
I am thankful much, for my accommodation,
Rests assured, I'll treasure this young nation.
(c) City of Songs, - oct 3 2010 - jcjuatco
Jowlough Aug 2015
She is a ball of energy,
constantly releasing affection,
like a silver lining,
and a "good morning" sunshine
that makes a wooden face rise
among the ocean of faceless strangers,
independent ranger.
I need someone like her now,
but finding another is never an option.
A lone light in shivering winter,
the weather's windy,
steady, clingy.
Jowlough Jul 2013
Move me when you're stagnant,
I benefit through your stare.
your eyes are brilliant
and you're unaware.

Choose me when you're high,
when you have options everywhere
over him, over them.
as If we don't care.

Choose me when you're drunk
when laughter sheds tears,
when you're all over,
music you want to here.

Move me when you're down.
I'll be the key,
I am strange,
as everyone sees.
Jowlough Jun 2013
Words vaguely hidden
inside a woman's heart.
has depth and camouflaged
feelings kept aside.

Possible Happiness
a noble man subsides,
chivalrous as given.
Kept thoughts and play blind.

Cold cloud we feel
are kept with out most intentions.
to free our souls wrapped from grief
and unwanted strings of tension

Obstacles we face
apprehensions we self drive;
Time is inevitably given,
through this pain we slide.
Jowlough Jun 2013
The road that paved way,
To pure hearts that is guided by light.
Gave way to the love,
That is unbreakable by rights.

And it cuts to feel inferior,
To hear the stories and build events,
When all you have is your passion,
This music tears your heart to pieces.

A sudden feeling of vague insecurity,
Tortured heart ventilated through puff of smoke.
To know you are the most opposite,
Tendencies  your mind notes.

Standing on my own
My mind rushes ideas no one wants.
Killing thy self with fires,
Playing music yourself cannot dance.

Memories and scripts,
Realized and clearly intertwined.
Can't wait any long
Left alone and tired.

Heart is wounded and broken,
The stories are heard.
Funny how the one you love most
Is the only person your tears deserves.
Jowlough Jul 2013
Night shifts into jet black
city escapes
if it's not insanity,
we don't have an answer at stake.

this product of you and me
was never an accident.
love at its peak
signaling and S.O.S.

you've bought me in a surface.
we don't now yet.
analog fluctuations I wanted
you and I cant forget.

Sanctions we break,
with metal palms we punch.
limitations act as walls
our thirst  keeps me quenched.

My passion, your fire.
will get us above the wires
ambiguous insights to the past.
Passion and fire, you ignite.
Jowlough Dec 2010
Wasted and stabbed,
I'm down as I can be,
might be needing space,
badly to - be free.
So tired of this
beating, know us
come and see,
the gun is the tongue,
and the bullet is
the negativity.
(C) Dec 13 2010 - Come and see * jcjuatco
Jowlough Mar 2011
tame like a grenade
that's waiting to be dropped,
hold on to the extent
as you are about to erupt.
your release is ready
it had reached it's peak.
Sizzle like a hot rod,
Extreme overheat.
(c) 3.10.11 - CONTROL -jcjuatco
Jowlough Dec 2017
Black stars on white, thumb and index on lips
rolling with your sports yoyo and red lipstick.
all your visible veins are non-passive,
as I view from your thick lenses behind retrospective.

That filthy container where you're sipping liquid
rebellious crown you're sporting is quite cursive.
hideous mask can't contain your heavy hormones,
when I caught you peeking on the corner wear-ons.

From the corner spot, I can't think of any jargons,
Of words nor dragons I could use, money or mansions
I'm just a steady monkey of potential and future,
Eagled eye but not haunting or never sure.
POV
Jowlough Nov 2010
Could you look me
In the eye,
And there
you will see

That I am very
Certain,
about what
I feel and see.

We know
It is not easy,
Having this
Situational dilemma

all caught
up and tangled,
touched-moved in every
move of senses.

my vision is
blocked by cobwebs,
not that clear
on what I am seeing.

I got to think,
my every fine move,
everything's halted,
I cannot get in the groove.

Could you look me
In the eye,
and there
you will see,

My eyes are
contaminated,
So red and sore
as it can be.
(c) Nov 28 - Could you look me in the eye *jcjuatco
Jowlough Mar 2011
Credits to the people,
who worked hard and stayed.
To those  who never gave up,
stood up and made way.

To those who had patience
when some have none,
who gave up all their wants,
for the needs of some.

to those who sacrificed
stayed awake with all efforts.
without a token of recognition,
Never a special mention

Power to you my brother,
you deserve a toast.
for a dedication,
and a principle to boast.

for accepting the facts,
though sometimes quite brutal.
lowering the gauge of pride,
opening the human portal.

Credits to the individuals,
who trusted their wits.
Despite of the weight,
Despite of the agony,

Despite the hesitations,
you have chosen to be certain,
though your core is weak,
but never faking.

Kudos to yours,
you have made your mark,
summoned, your bright needs,
whispered, but never barked.

You had complaints,
but had picked the silence,
for the sake of the many,
to cover up the wicked.

to stay with the trash,
tough times have cranked.
I salute to you,
heroes of the Unsung.
(c) 3.31.11 - Credits - jcjuatco
Jowlough Feb 2011
Love is like serving your customers,
Leave them with good service and experiences,
and they'll give you trust and loyalty like no other.

Get the technical know-hows.
Meet the demands and know the points and marks,
To truly satisfy your customer's needs and wants.

Like loving a person,
You need to go ahead and seek for innovation.
for competitors are just around, making their observations.

Loving is satisfying,
what's the point of begging your demands,
If one should not adjust, or else better disband.

And I am a loyal customer.
I am a patron of her love and care,
she gives me more than enough of what she shares.

And I am a lucky customer.
For she makes me feel most important,
Everywhere we go and everything as applied.

She leaves every experiences,
with glitters and stars in my eyes.
That's why I love her much, and I cannot deny.

The joy of contentment,
Lies in this constant ever changing quest,
where we are moving, for each one's true happiness.
(c) 2.22.11. Customer Satisfaction - jcjuatco
Jowlough Sep 2011
Am I too tight,
for my grips all around.
Don't worry my friend,
bubbles won't be bursting a sound.

An open eye
is here for keeps.
protecting deeply,
but hidden under your sleeves.

I'll save you
when the roads too bumpy,
I'll be looking at you
like a spy, a calm acid.

I am looking at you
under my invincible cloak.
I'll guide you in silence,
Assured that the bad is caught.

How many times
I have saved you.
through my sarcasm
that you've seen as true

How many times
I am thankful,
for the lucky breaks,
that made the glass half full

How many times,
I have drowned myself to sacrifice,
just to know you have swayed,
and have easily let others decide.
(c) 9.2.11 - Cyrax - jcjuatco
Jowlough May 2013
Dala na din ng pagod ako ay humandusay ng walang kaabog abog
Sa bangketang madumi, ang katawan ko ay pinabayaan.
Basa ng ulan, ang pag ubo'y walang alangan,
Hanggang sa muli, hanggang sa makasakay
Dala na din ng pagod sa pagkayod at hanap buhay
At pakikipagtunggali sa mundong walang tigil, puro tagay.
Ang pag aasam maging karaniwan at humanay
ay 'di mawaglit. Hindi parin labis na masanay.
Bakit nananatiling lumalaban sa tamis at pait?
Dala na din ng pagod, ay hindi man lang mkapag ahit.
Ang pagod na wari sa sabog na balbas ay di alintanang lumago,
Buhok na primitibo ay minsan 'di na mailitrato.
Sapagkat napakaraming bagay ang naikot sa isip,
Upang sarili ay ihuli at sadyang balewalain;
Dahil minsa'y di mapigil ang sariling takbo ng ideya,
Sa pagkain ng isip sa puso, minsan ikaw ay madidismaya.
Sapagkat ako ay tumatanda ng paabante
Na walang iniisip kundi ang mabilis at walang kasiguruhang bukas ,
Na walang oras man ang pwedeng malibre at mabakante.
Dala na din ng pagod ako'y biglang natuturete
sa ingay ng maduming palengke, sa mahal ng kuryente,
Sa araw araw na madugong pagbyahe, pamamasahe;
Sa mala sinaunang Kastilang amo. Mga taong may ugaling dyahe.
Ang pakikisamang hinog na alam nating importante.
Dala na din ng pagod, alam nating hindi pasko parati.
Sa ambisyon at oras, ginagawa ang lahat at pilit naghahabol,
Kapag isipan ay nalason. Bilisan at ang oras ay nagagahol.
Dala nadin ng pagod, nagiiba ang pangangailangan
bakit ang dating madali ngayon sa hirap ay saksakan?
ang maliit at lumalaki, ang punong kahoy **** matikas,
ay sadyang binabato sa tuwing ito ay namumunga ng wagas.
Sa kabilang buhay, huwag **** kalilimutan.
lahat ng paghihirap ay sadyang mawawala.
Mga maling desisyon huwag kaagad itulak,
mga iniisip huwag sadyaing ibalak.
Dala lang yan ng iyong saloobin at pagod iho,
matatapos din ang pait sa sa paglaklak ng alak
Jowlough Dec 2012
If there is somebody
I'd be calling.
when the ego is down,
as always when I am falling.

when the music is on rest,
and the marching band is on mute;
the art is still waiting,
you know I would call you

this spirit will follow you;
wherever you will be,
This love will guard you;
and set your soul free.

hoping to see you dwell
in my sight and mystic daydreams,
until the night turns to morning,
as we hit the road and smell some beans.

A splendid heart you've showed
this joy that is very much attached,
that awkward morning,
around this butterscotch

Without a eye,
you can see me way behind;
uplifting my mantra,
you free me from this daily grind.
Jowlough Feb 2011
Welcome dearest critique,
You are free as a bird!
look me from head to foot,
then say I am a ****.

you can pull my rusty strings,
and give me an evil grin.
me, no worry man,
jerky dimples as vividly seen

you no worry,
I am fine and much okay.
if hitting me is your pleasure,
then enjoy it your way,

Keep striking me low,
yah see does everyone care?
you're giving me low blows,
oh I see, you're way down there.

I'll let yah talk at my back,
for your pleasure, I'll be playing blind.
I'll never hide and dock,
because it's obvious that you're behind.

your way is your decision,
a sarcastic approach,
as confused with your intuitions,
Identity crisis at it's worst!

I will let you be my friend,
give your best shot,
you have your own views,
to please your cravings, or not.
(c) Feb 11 2011 - dearest - jcjuatco
Jowlough May 2011
Dearest soul,
Don't let me in frown,
Expectation *****,
Keeps my head blown.

Dearest soul,
don't let me in pain,
save me from these blues,
even Insecurities remain.

Help me overcome,
this comparison game,
where I am my enemy,
and self blame is my defense,

I wanted all of this,
to be your model,
but the world around us
is making a rebel.

Dearest soul,
my ego has been hanging,
I wanted to be your customer,
but this path is diverging,

I know I have graduated,
from this biles you've given.
don't get me from the inside,
peace of mind's missing.

Dearest Soul,
help me overcome,
Save me form this depth,
Not again, I am Down.
(c) 5.17.2011 - jcjuatco - dearest soul
Jowlough Nov 2012
I know you cannot write something today,
for the house is the smaller mansion;
grass is the slave kind of plant
you're young and does not have pension.

and you think outer space is the last frontier,
look at your pupil, on how she answers you.
while you wait for the bus, buzzed everyday,
you analyze yet you over analyze when you pay.

as you see those vehicles have faces too,
you aren't sure who's the traitor and the true.
when the fuzz you hear is not visible in the bodies
hot flashes occur often in tropical countries.

How would you see things in different perspective,
when you're high as **** and you just stopped smoking,
when you can't relax and felt like you are skinny,
when the thin line turns dotted just when you're needy
Jowlough Sep 2010
Dear Miss Cassydoo,
I raise this glass for you!
brotherhood you offered,
is more than a view.

Thank you for showing me,
the things I cannot see.
Having you is like a gem,
A ripe fruit in a tree.

You saved me from this island,
Make waves out of silence.
swiped off the clouds,
Of vagueness and violence.

United we stand,
we are more than brothers.
together we operate,
Everything is for good's sake.

We're in the same idea,
we're in the same thought.
We ride the same boat,
We sing the same songs.

We swim the same seas,
We're ran the same roads.
We have the same reason,
Sharing this ultimate mission

All is good,the tide is on,
Let us continue on our own.
I am boundless, so are you,
Together let us prove the power of two!
Dear Miss Cassydoo (c) 2010 sept 21 jcjuatco
Jowlough Nov 2015
It's so delicious, I can almost taste,
A cumbersome feeling you copied and paste
like a feel of new shoes on a Monday laze
like a new washed car on an evening without haze.
'Tis penetrating your throat like menthol candy trace
curing your soreness while you tie your pretty lace.
It's like you're an attorney and you've won your case,
like a long and harsh run and exhausting chase.
It's near and you know you've almost conquered base,
as you sip your favorite soda in haze
while underneath the sheet of stars you gaze
as you seek for the path to this boring maze.
Slowly crawling  or extremely fast paced,
I still cannot seem to forget your beautiful face.
Jowlough May 2013
Answer the questions,
establish the shield.
publish the ever heard news
strengthen our build

For this is a done deal
a ticket that is closed.
welcome this new chapter
with fireworks and a good toast.

May they know
what they should ought to know
with pure respect
to run this show

demystified hear-says
let's walk hand in hand
together we build this wall united
Forever we will stand.
Jowlough May 2011
It attacks you in the night ,
with swift breezes of coldness.
thinking of the possibilities,
that everything's changing.

It bites you in the heart,
that same feeling that stings.
even your most cold-hearted state,
can never run from this fate.

the questions, that gives cuts,
Leaves a feeling of being alone.
Now you are having a negative thought,
without any obvious reaction thrown.

Without a direct want, need,
moments seeking for comfort.
seeking for a small talk,
to patch all the given efforts.

Flee from this illness,
where cure is a mist,
of anti mallice,
eaten by the insecurity beast.

You do not want to involve,
because the hurting is true.
and the sad part is,
they misunderstand you.

Shadows you are playing,
but recovery is a mere imagination,
a wishful thinking it is.
save me from this depression.

pressured by the happenings,
all you seek is comprehension,
a wishful thinking it is.
save me from this depression.

Burned by the talks,
everywhere's misactions.
maybe you need to go,
If leaving can be an option
(c) jcjuatco 5.29.11 - Depression,hurts
Jowlough Sep 2013
That subtle taste
of your love and affection,
was common at first,
but you've proved your possessions
through spirit and presence,
Admiring all of your visions,
missions we cater,
Like a striking viper,
you know what you wanted,
all this time,
your hair, scented.
lovely as the stars,
your eyes makes me melted
when I am wasted
you unhatched my other side
making me free
unleashed, no rules we abide.
to love one another,
is our promise to keep,
we leap, we soar,
we are what we give.
you see my soul,
while I see yours,
my dearest,
always a chase.
this is for keeps,
my one and only grace.
Jowlough Oct 2012
I looked through you
but it was still blur,
you never opened,
nor surrendered.

Despite of attempts,
of any social encounters,
I can't unlock,
hideous ways you preferred

I have had enough,
my specrtrum has been filled
I've waited patiently,
yet you killed

Directions are accepted,
taught me,
Operated me, like
a well oiled machine.

right from the eyes,
your mind games was a success,
despite of your numbness,
I'm still a victim of your caress

Followed your ways,
still believed and inspired
despite of the danger
despite of the gap.
(c)Despite of the gap - jcjuatco 10-14-12
Jowlough Dec 2012
Despite of your honest intentions
One will come up
and blow your dreams away.
Some will seek
all of your flaws.
gather them up in a jar,
and emphasizes it
until all seemed sour.
Despite of your humble beginnings,
one will find your bread and butter.
will treat it as no brained boast,
it will backfire to you
at all cost.
Despite of your dangerous acts,
that proved to be a game winner.
Despite of all your heroic antics,
that could have mattered.
They will not see the good in you.
Until you're six feet below.
until you are gone.
until everything is over.
when there's no reset button.
and all are messed up.
you cannot see what is in front of you
despite of your heart,
and your mind,
numb and faking
unstrung and broken
Jowlough May 2013
We all feel insecure now and then,
even without infidelity lurking in the background.
We don't deal  with *******
but some people are just bullshitting in the background

People wear masks on standby, maximizing opportunities.
Just like crows waiting for the right time,
to attack and slip between lapses,
lapses you and I just don't mind.

I personally feel bad dealing with these thugs,
as if I have nothing against them,
I'm just having a hard time to hide and let them pass through
I'm always a giver in this game.

Forgive me if I'm this cold,
I'm a first timer to live in this house of odds.
I preach art and believer of reality
and I cannot easily hide my thoughts

Jealousy stings and hurt sometimes
and You have nothing to prove to me.
it is just the natural outside forces
that is is getting into my nerves, It kills me.
Jowlough Oct 2010
by Alvin Guanlao (Bold verses) - Joseph Juatco (Normal Fonts)



Digest

Do you want me to say oblivious?
I didn't even know what it means.
let's try the word conspicuous,
Its meaning is more obvious than it seemed.


I'm a word carnivorous,
meticulous on what i eat.
I'm poetically omnivorous,
Digesting what i see.


Now don't be suspicious,
I'm good in playing words,
You know I can be as righteous,
just as you looking like a ****

Or am I just too ambitious,
I think I am trying hard,
I wanted this write to be sumptuous,
Oh please don't disregard!
(c) Oct 3 2010 Guanlao -  Juatco
Jowlough Oct 2010
Clash of heads
in a fierce discussion
Brilliant minds,
"needs no introduction"

sitting in this room,
makes me think,
How can we finish
If no one will blink?

Seeing the other side,
A crowd of ego's
Looking behind,
A bunch of so-called Geekos

Contradicting sides,
Both wanting to be heroes,
refusing the shame tide,
Can't move on from zero!

Compromise is impossible,
with this mental battle,
Both points are feasible,
if one has to throw the towel

Side by side,
sizzling comment --
No Compromise,
Equals no agreements.
(c) jcjuatco oct 5 disbanded
Jowlough Dec 2010
Memory flashbacks,
as I gaze through the stars,
As I miss the woman,
Who's distance a far,

without a clear picture,
of her current state,
using the borders of technology,
Stay with her late

She'd capture me
with her pick up lines,
Evolving feelings,
like a growing vine.

Reaching out
to the ends of my veins,
It traps out,
my inner memory lanes.

How I wish
I could join the birds,
fly, and be there in minutes
Express out my words

Please let me enter the scopes
of your mysteries and clues,
With you is my care,
-- And I Miss you.
(c) Dec 28 2010 -Distance -  jcjuatco
Jowlough Dec 2010
I say,
Change your attitude
Oh Girl, your losing him.
Over and over, Life gets so boring.
So dull and routine oriented it may get,
You need to find new things, ready and get set,

Be certain,
Cast away gloomy thoughts,
Make straightforward decisions.
for every man needs someone who has reasons.
one who set goals and objectives, positive outlook,
not the girl next door, or stereotyped girlfriend in the books.

Go with the flow,
But assert your rights,
seek the end of the tunnel, there's a light,
change is consistent, enough said, but we know it's a fact;
Do remember, that at the end of every statement, there should be a dot.
have your Heart and mind do the job, work what should be in, or what should be not.
(c) Dec 15 2010 - Done - *jcjuatco
Jowlough Apr 2016
Disgusted by choice I've made
Why I've spent time on you all,
You've squeeze the giver in me
And juiced my mistakes to fall.

Your minds are troubled
Stinking with drama and negativism
Gossipers of the universe
Narcissists of your own realms

And you did not see the benefits
The takes you have tooked,
As you circle you own galaxies
Far too righteous flukes.

Self centered tendencies
Never dwelled on the company,
Because you all are selfish
Self centered tyrannies.
Jowlough Oct 2010
Do not flaunt your jewels
on a friday night,
killer eyes are everywhere,
waiting for their flight

When I say jewels,
you know what I mean,
There are no exceptions,
on bright human brains.

Do not give chance,
Not even a glance.
for the mystic mind strikes,
hidden and in advance.

Just a piece of advice,
My dearest friend,
Do not be surprised,
nor be bent

for your religous pal,
is one of them,
Commiting a crime,
Behind his eye stem

Taking advantage,
of every opportunity,
he's  so inclined,
on the opposite of chastity

Just a reminder,
I know you know me.
don't flaunt your jewels,
Because it's not for free
(c) Oct 14 2010 - jcjuatco _ Do not flaunt your jewels*
Jowlough Oct 2010
Do you know a place
where no one's fooled?
All are equal,
All are true

All has fair rights,
Free as a bird,
Friendship's tight,
No ****** words.

Take me to somewhere,
where love is above,
higher than religion,
Has wings like a dove.

a place of music,
that shapes our soul.
Laws are just basics,
Doesn't mean at all.

Let me seek a place,
of paradise and sanctuary,
where I could live another phase,
With my love, -- forever peacefully.
(c) Oct 8 2010 - jcjuatco * Do you know a place
Jowlough Dec 2012

Dragonflies dancing
in bliss of summer weather;
in swarms they gather.

Flies around flowers
green, winged creatures of nature;
old mystic creatures.

Roams in tall grasses,
through seasoned swamps they hover.
Pleasant winged wonders.


*Haiku
Jowlough Jul 2019
The numerous number
Of slated slumbers
Stunningly stumped upon
The rightful rifles
Firing worst words
From toasted tongues
Of the shocked showman
Hazing Hazards
Towards towers
Of guilty guides
Of labyrinth laborers
Casting catastrophic
Negative negligence
Of wasteful washed
Mimicking minds
And sinking signals
Decrypting dead-eyes
And staring statue like
Dancing dark side
Gushing guts
Bow-tie bonafides.
Jowlough Mar 2011
Have you seen the tremble of the gust?
that blows the land without any mercy,
Putting the damage on the lives of lonely people,
Uncontrolled acts that made the wind whistle.

Have you seen the earth shatter,
Mad rumbled and roared like a monster beast,
shivering with extreme grin and violence,
Lands torned apart caring on no one's presence.

Have you seen the water flowing from heaven,
on heavy volumes and unexpected occurence,
killing the lives of the stabled occupations
stumbled upon floods of the dying nation

Have you seen the giant waves of the coast?
or the fatal mud flows from volcanoes,
Can we know the point or we are so blind not to fear
that we are paying our tolls and the apocalypse is getting near.
(c) Earth's Toll - 3.14.11 - jcjuatco
Jowlough Dec 2010
Cold weather makes its entry,
we are still burned with confusion,
Come gather your brain-washed army,
Make another move, another evolution

Well, we'll see what happens next,
as I enjoy puffing my smoke,
Come use all your ammunitions,
We'll appreciate, disperse communication

Your systems ignite with me,
too many lies have been queued,
Each has a pre-requisite on each other,
In the end, it took toll, not for the better.

Save your soul by yourself,
For I have disconnected it with mine,
Lessons are there to ponder,
Line by line, We'll get better some time

Save your city for the last time,
Spread your wings, take the lead,
For you have full control now,
but I'm here to back up in case you can't

Do your usual commands,
to the mirror and see for yourself,
This will be the last time,
but still I will be watching at bay


Goodbye.
(c) Dec 23 2010 - End - jcjuatco
Jowlough Sep 2010
..And i saw it coming near
that one leap of unfortunate fear
yes, fear is the sound in my ear,
knowing this could turn into tear.

Napkins are unrolled in a sheer,
prepared until the end of the year.
without a whisper, nor a cheer,
nor handicap from every peer.

they grab a cup, pour coffee and stir,
"why everybody is mingling here?"
yes it's crazy, ridicule and jeer,
All is pain, in this life support gear.

All of these! what for my dear?
It made my lips very dry and sear.
Everything's reversed, i saw my mere,
holding on hopes, all their prayers I'll  hear
E.R. jcjuatco -2009
Jowlough May 2011
Gracias a los que
entiende,
miró a ambos lados,
nunca juzgado mal por el propio bien.
los que sabían,
que se quedaron en el interior,
sin un precio,
sin ningún argumento amistad.

Para los verdaderos amigos no entienden,
se mantendrá en contacto,
y nunca, hablar mal de boca.

se levanta la moral,
contra las fuerzas que resisten, pero,
una falsa voluntad de que usted
se hunde en el fondo de arenas movedizas.

Ahora, todavía estoy esperando,
la positividad es lo que estoy deseando,
que son para siempre,
desde hace años que estamos haciendo.

por todos los recuerdos,
hemos construido un muro,
cuatro de nosotros, lo hizo todo.
A pesar de todo,
lo que el mundo nos importa?
porque yo sentía la comodidad,
en la sabiduría a todos desnudos,
que ha compartido,e deseo la felicidad,
incluso todo lo que ha cambiado,
aún estoy expulsado,
cuando nos encontremos, en algún momento,en algún lugar,
lo que puedo decir, que ha sido un parte,
y mi pasado nunca fue un llorar,
que siempre recordará,
he definido, que es la amistad.
(c) t.i.f.y - 5.27.11 jcjuatco
Jowlough Sep 2014
She puts her mind
Into a state of independence
Never needing anything
From no one

Above the cloud She soars
And took the hearts of many,
Carrying the weight
Of the uneven

Stars have fallen on this love
Reasons to leave is all you have.
But never you forget,
The same, reasons why you've stayed.


The secret recipe
She makes for life is worth it
She never wore her make up
For her sadness.

A sudden glimpse of all the shadows
You are burdened
As she brushed her hair
Away from her shoulders

*The sun have shined on this love
Reasons to leave is all you have.
One thing you should know.
Everything must come to an end.
(c) jcjuatco 9.24.14
Jowlough Oct 2010
Brain was stewed,
poured like soya milk
Two hours stagnant,
without a blink.

Released adrenalin
blood up the brain,
No more juice,
squeezed up in pain.

tried probabilities
doesn't seem to fit,
Last resort will be
the cheating kit.

No just kidding
Whatever will be,
I'll do my best
for the time will flee

Give me luck,
For I am stuck,
If result's a split --
then So be it
(c) jcjuatco oct 5 Exams
Jowlough Feb 2013
Spirit rising
from the open earth
awkward future moments
are all waiting.

Tired of routines
withstanding the jungle alone.
World's intersecting
you're on your own

Free thinking
crossed the rivers  for many times.
Scratching the back of others
still facing a crime.

Time flies,
don't spend tears.
every one's crying out
you can hear

Blind on visions
putting one foot bare
wounded and fighting
but no one cares
Jowlough Mar 2013
Funny how some so called religious people
Judge and question some other persons' morals
when we know that they have their own questionable acts,
and some loop holes they tend, to hide

And behind those white curtains are stains of hidden immoral acts
that they unconsciously continue to hitch;
While they loudly brag the opposite, pinpointing negative qualities and attitude,
Instead of practicing what they preach.

While they quickly react with their narrow closed minds,
Tendencies and probabilities  you can easily tell.
They are so sacred, prejudiced words so sacred
So solemn, image they project is so far from hell.
Jowlough Nov 2017
Fake house I've invented
To elongate my lift
To play the advisor
And pick up lines
To fullfill satisfaction
For you to hear
The tunes I've lined up
Carefully hand picked
Normalized to hear you to bits
Withstanding the insensitive mob
On the common highway
Just to hear giggles
And shiny sun rays
To the invitation
I won't commit
And I make a long turn
So just you won't hint
That the fake house is ****
And my intentions are equipped
And the light punches
You bored on my shoulders
Stinged and milked my cows
To the point where I came up
With the so called fake house.
Jowlough Oct 2013
Ferris wheeling on a weekend night
flying, open minds out of sight.
Puff and round, and whistle bombs
are throwing back some mem'ries
now we're going back to the start.

and they're dancing at night time
and your taking a bite.
now you're seeing the purpose of your life
lies and deceptions arise.

Now you're showing some love to me
and it's making us free
see the stars come shining down you see,
what you mean to me.

Ferris wheeling on a weekend night
flying high in an open sky.
Ferris wheeling on a weekend night
flying high with an open mind.
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