Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Jowlough Sep 2018
The prudence of the acts
despise your inner motives
Cranks the rusty handles
of your inner steep core
throttles that bespoke
all the omnibuses of hope
ends with a single shyness stroke
ending the tempest
closing all the doors
burning the bridges
of unthankful and unhappy
total erasure of persona
granting peace at last
and I should have known
And be laid back careful
Whom I trusted last
******* cement cast
Jowlough Oct 2010
I invited you for dinner,
but you got me down.
told me you have a trip tomorrow,
with your friends at downtown,

Seemingly convinced,
walked away heads down,
teared the mighty plans,
Head filled with frown.

I told myself, It's not my day,
As I kick some stones along my way.
As my mind flee, out of sadness,
I gave my last look and then I witnessed:

1. Your hand's holding a some guy's hand
2. Walking fast, left where you stand
3. In to your house, Silhouette's on window
4. A tight hug, with the man that's beard-o.

In my mind, again I counted,
turned my back, my mind was haunted.
thinking; You and that macho man looks weird.
I am now thinking.. of growing my own beard.
Turn you on (c) Oct 3 2010 jcjuatco
Jowlough Dec 2019
I haven’t reached the farthest goals
Of mastering the inner calmness
Inside the solitude of being alone
Makes my mind wander for more

I needed other trusted channels
More than any art form I can rely on
To free my mind from excruciating slavery
From my own thoughts that I roam.

When all others get their bacon
Nobody loves you when you’re alone
I am somebody’s option
But it doesn’t make sense at all.

New decade is up for living
And all that matters is those that doesn’t
When all your friends are there
As if it they were your friends at all.

And now you’re up to ending your own
As if the end game you got nothing at all?
I’ve given too much and I am tired
From rebuilding up this faulty walls.

This pain is lingering from the inside
I can’t grasp to anything at all cost.
Mediocre moves doesn’t matter
From the intensity that was all, lost.

What it is written I will leave it all here
For ****’s sake, Tina,
Is this the end of the noises
You’ve wanted all along.
Jowlough Mar 2011
I saw the youth inside as your spirit coincides my soul,
branches my system flow over my twisted mind it crawls.
she gives me more than what I need and had wanted,
but we did not know the map of this road was way twisted even.

Seeking for the reasons that is left unfound,
mind was clouded with the care that sees no bounds,
As tides have leveled up full swing and grown,
As the feeling cannot stop and its out of control.

felt the fresh flush of your young aura went for us to see,
that I had to stop and think on what could this be.
That I forgot everything when she gripped me tight,
I knew I was defenseless from her unstereotyped.

Because the frame was painted just when I find it colorless,
The time I was numb and need nothing but happiness.
And plans are not known and seeded till they're discovered,
When I am wrapped in your arms, I am no commoner.

Love that had reach the fullest potential motion,
As I have swept the clouds where we are on the sun's portion.
And I don't believe in the magic and I don't have that passion,
Not until I found myself inside your universe with this lone reason.
(c) Mar5 2011 - jcjuatco -  Twisted Even
Jowlough Mar 2014
I want to draw the line,
and move on to greener fields;
I want to leave everything I have
and start new foundations to build.

I am sick of the system,
despite of the efforts that was seen;
being one of the soldiers
losing battles, I redeem.

I have nothing against you people
but my resource feels un-blessed,
equality is unexplainable
until you give up your kindness.

Bonds you wished to retain
are welcomed by abusive strains,
of guilt and forgiveness
in the back of your heart, blamed

untamed and rebellious
but still you manage to handle,
the fairness you wished for
your puke that you've gargled

until the last blame
becomes a memory of the past;
you wake up tomorrow
doing those same old task.
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 Jun 2013
We need to cancel out
what is not right,
fight bureaucracy
put frustrations aside.
we are machines,
emotions barred and hidden;
what holds us is our internals
life as it happens.
Never blame someone for you disposition
move your rocks and go ahead.
life as you know and understand
is a deep jungle,
tomorrow may surprise us
a never ending sequel.
direct your feelings
towards a path,
where you are the leader,
untie your own knot.
your losses are not world's stress
instead you're on your own,
be at your best,
lead your life as it grows.
attitude's essential,
either you get the green light,
or get stagnant,
draw your fate at your own hands
pick your pieces and fragments,
help yourself
True Friends are just hard to find.
Given, Reality kills
deep from the inside.
Uninvited,
but still fighting blind.
Jowlough Feb 2011
She have created a world,
that she did not know.
have appointed a pawn,
to build it for her.

Waited until it's done,
never ever sat on it.
No worries and second thoughts,
trusted on her mighty wits

thought this was good,
Will make her the master.
To go with the trends,
of this fast phased ambience.

Did not care on the work,
Showed a little effort.
while the poor pawn,
was proving his humble worth.

stayed late,
worked overtime.
to polish the demands
of the demanding divine.

while Time had flee,
the so-called universe was done,
completed the systems,
of holy progress crowned.

Yes! she was overwhelmed,
without knowing the details,
as she takes the merit,
the deed and the title.

Not until a flaw,
was shown and highlighted,
because of her ill leadership,
issues have ignited.

why and why,
are the repeating questions,
all thrown to the poor pawn,
gazillion revisions.

Yes she knows why,
but she never cared.
you can't approach and talk,
but the mood was always there.

All the issues,
resulted from the unobserved.
Scattered around,
up down onboard.

And you can see,
the blame is always there,
for the incomplete universe,
she want's to give and share.

as she pushes the pawn,
off the high cliff,
with spikes and swords,
sinking quicksand beneath.

as the Queen wants it,
the fame and popularity,
easily shifts mood,
cannot adjust to scarcity.

As she blames it,
to the skilled pawn,
turns to her scapegoat,
to protect her own

to misguide and uplift,
one's own selves.
to project a good image,
and please the elves.


as she was pressured,
by his lord King,
yes! she's pressured,
without a wink.

and she had slaved the kingdom,
for a long long time,
oh darkness ruled,
as she drinks her wine.

Until the pawn had chance,
to gather alliance,
break free from slavery,
come and hear the mob's chant.

Until they realized,
that they are abused,
given a title,
that is always misused.

Until the pawn reacts,
had the ultimate break.
saw an opening,
and it's zap, it's checkmate .
(c) 2.23.11  -Until it's checkmate - jcjuatco
Jowlough Jun 2012
As rain dripped the gutters
fluidly poured over roofs
and plants and flowers
nourishing the soils
of busy boulevards
and it washes out smoke
from cars and cigars and filled cups.

killing time, waiting for you at the bus stop.

As I observed over a million buses,
go swanky in a zap,
passengers, bystanders,
vendors going loco
as the rain blew harder
it made their heads nod.

As I still wait for you here at the bus stop.

As the rain toned down
as it trembled to whispers
like gushing bits of sprinkles
and droplets but so soon they are gone,
daydreamed the possibilities,
my head's deaf and stuffed.


As I still wait for you here at the bus stop.

As the sun shined its rays,
crisp yellow diamonds
penetrate my retina nerves
telling me to wear my sunglasses
along with traffic submerged
along with a reason that it is the same plot,
and everything has changed.

As I wait for you here at the bus stop
(c) 2012 - Up against time  - jcjuatco 6.14.2012
Jowlough Oct 2010
Do it yourself
goes DIY,
For your information
it is FYI

What is the schedule?
U-huh TBA,
to be announced,
It's what they say.

I use LOL,
When I Laugh out loud,
Just to please you,
Even if it does not bounce

Do your best,
even if Few of us left,
our superiors are deaf,
w-t-f.
(c) oct 12 2010 jcjuatco - Use Jargon
Jowlough Jan 2018
The traction of the skids
squeaks into the floor
as your fake smile and kindness
approached me by the door

You said you deserved more
despite your unripe fruits
summoned demons
to climb the stairs for

Your self-centered tendencies
kills the amour for the day
you don't respect authority
it's about what you say

achievements are never just trophies
I almost puked about your hive
I hope I never see you again
please go home to your tribe

You see things revolving around you
as if you're the sun
you seek approval and attention
like a you're dying for one

The threshold for ******* cup
is few droplets from full
the good thing is that my tolerance
is insanely massively cool.

Cooler than your ex
I say ******* if not for obligations
or say humane way of things
catastrophic reasons
Jowlough Oct 2013
Eyes that shines
honest smiles you show.
gives me shivers,
verses of your songs;

My rejoice,
my haven unfolds,
through short minute outings
you release me from this cold.

Without any attachments
we dwell on happiness,
as we wipe out the dark,
of all, you're the best

To stand out among them
clear heart you gave,
we talk, we spill,
the love you save.

Your voice in my dreams,
coming from nowhere.
let me be your sanctuary,
through the stories we share.

Will there be a time,
Knowing future is untold;
you tell me what's next,
well I really don't know.
Jowlough Mar 2018
I will wake you up,
From your deepest slumbers;
Fill in the gaps and voids,
The blanks and the emptiness.
The fountain and the cracks
Where the rejuvinating juice pours,
The unusual shape of your lips
When the mail man lures.
I will wake you up,
From the spurts of excitement,
Draw a steady line
Of vague resentment,
Turning the tides
Of the tables bringing the whole,
Bring shivers of joy and laughter
Redefining the needed tools.
I will wake you up
From your middle mind dementia
Turn your knobs on
When the spirits takes over
Lover, you foolish creature.
Sleeping from the reality
When your deal breaker's a misser.
Jowlough Sep 2010
Do you know the reason behind these conflicts?
As we see the results of these evil tactics!
War had begun,even the sun got no clue,
Mind produced inventions, weapons making a breakthrough!

Catapults and ammunition scattered everywhere
as this century comes into fatal despair.
Nation's blame pointing through east and west,
Lies, false accusations and boundless protests.

Foreseeing the future, knowing the end is near,
Soldiers and tanks in full combat gear!
Millions of civilians, Innocent lives damaged,
as the battle of faith continues its rampage!

So called Leaders and kings pin pointing,
Naming names, questions the Endless blaming!
they all stood up, with a huge Pride in their heads,
as if there is no tomorrow, the way they slide their sleds!

Moving forward, as we trace the root cause,
what could be the weapon of the Big Boss?
is it the bombs, that could erase the whole city,
or the technology that was forsaken by your brother country?

Looking over, I realized something,
that it is not the suing of your Governments crying!
the root is in the word of your leader's direction,
who would have knew it could give massive destruction!
(c) crt - sept 14 jcjuatco - CCAC
Jowlough Sep 2011
We are what we say

what we share,

what we listen,

what we wear.

We are,

what we share to the public.

what our attitude is.

we are responsible,

we are our antics.

We express,

but we must know that there are limits.

convey to social standards.

Fix our attitudes,

and absorb positivity.

get busy

and stay happy.

at the end of the day,

it’s you what reflects on your mood.

the most important

is our attitude.
(c) 9.21.2011 - We are - jcjuatco
Jowlough Nov 2010
We are deeply saddened
by the news we heard.
Another little angel,
Had flown like a bird

Left the shoulders,
of her hoping mother.
No one wanted,
Hearts are burdened

This precious angel,
Did not get the opportunity,
for only few hours he lasted,
then he entered eternity.

I bow unto my hat,
for I am saddened,
Facing the cross,
pointed on ground cemented.

We are deeply saddened,
Extremely in grief,
Please be strong my friend,
don't be deceived

Just stay on track
don't be dismantled,
Trials come, for something good,
It's the way God wanted

prayers, prayers,
Just have faith
for The light will come
some other day.
(c) Nov 21 2010 * jcjuatco - REST IN PEACE  - K.***
Jowlough Nov 2011
you can say that you are what you wear,
either, what you eat.
imagery concerns  yourself,
but we are what we think.

ideas that we speak,
our minds we express,
are interpreted by people,
but often digested less.

we are what we say,
words we write and speak,
money cannot give you good image,
if the attitude is sick.

You can pretend to be roman,
even if honestly you're from china
but at the end of the day what remains,
output your saying is the one to blame


The way we see things
positive or negative, can go west or east,
it depends on us being active or passive.
if we could be a turtle or a beast.

I am no guru, genius or Einstein
but we can make a stand in this play,
you can express all you want,
but **we are what we say
(c) jcjuatco - 11.20.2011 - we are what we say
Jowlough Feb 2011
We gazed at the sky,
watched the lights above,
fireworks we stared on,
observed like we never did

As the light gets brighter
you held into my hand,
my heart skipped a beat,
your aura enters my mind.

Hugs and kisses,
forms our universe,
we always seek,
need no apprehension

As you dream of having this,
a lovely sight it is.
Having you tonight,
gives me limitless happiness.

Infinity is what we aim,
we know what to do,
You've got no duplicate,
A love so true.
(c) We gazed at the sky - 2.26.11 - jcjuatco*
Jowlough Apr 2011
You looked matured,
the way you stood out,
and leave them a haze
of stare, and confidence.
but as I look into,
that ****** character,
lies what could be,
A weak kind of matter.
covering up a core,
of somewhat blurred.
and I don't want to,
burst your bubble baby,
Because you are established,
of somehow matured,
but actually, immatured.
(c) What actually - 4.22.11 - jcjuatco
Jowlough Nov 2012
When inspiration strikes
you get your pen and paper,
keep a quiet heart;
savor every written letter.

Taste every flavour
of ideas in mind,
bursting in the wild,
just don't let it slide.

Sing to the nature,
to the chirps of the birds,
dance with the wind,
and submit yourselves to the curse;

when you follow where your heart beats,
but don't be fooled by false alarms;
know your worth, stay still;
and stand your grounds.
Jowlough Aug 2011
What would it take
to hold grasp,
Swallow thy pride.

Winter passed
cold breeze,
open wide.

Psyched thoughts,
taken for granted,
thrown beside.

Tell stories,
never black,
nor white

What would,
you give,
my friend.

All we are,
pleasure
seeking,

All we are,
sight
seeing

All we are.
needs,
caring

All we are,
never
ending.
(c) 2011.8.12. would be my last poem in hellopoetry. thanks - jcjuatco
Jowlough Sep 2010
Felt naked with those words,
I've said it all,
No more hiding, no more walls.
Harmony and emotion tangled with each other,
mixed with lyrics that does not bother.
Yes, I cried many many times,
and did pay many heavy fines.
I Know i cannot give you the world,
all i could give are these words.
How can I deliver, Can I sing for you?
Even when we're apart,
you know I'm near.
I have given you my heart,
in my songs you'll hear.
It's yours,
and no one does it better.
No one can replace you neither,
Words that's so true,
I sing for you
Words - august 2009 (C) jcjuatco
Jowlough Feb 2013
It cuts deep.
to know your motives.
hidden in vast memories
you know within.

Fooling one's self
for once not to care.
but everyone sees
your wear and tear.

to the teardrops falling
the wounds you wished to heal.
agony is in the spirit
a love lost, he fears.

to the burst of emotions,
the hands of time you can't reverse.
people will always give you
advises you cannot seem to hear.

You finish your day
waiting for another tomorrow.
scars that time cannot heal
happiness you tend to borrow
Yii
Jowlough Dec 2010
Yii
I was melted by your stare
As you sang your lines,
I do not know what to react,
I lost a chord, butterflies in my mind.

Is it intentional?
For I skipped a heartbeat,
I tried to hold the movement,
for your stare made me fell on my feet.

There is something in you,
I do not really know,
But it's something deeper than the skin,
Badly getting in my system flow!

It all flashes back,
and Goes on over and over.
Oh darling! Am I in love again?
by now, I do not know the answer.

Music in my ears,
stay cool and sweet.
Thanks, I am so inspired.
After you stared, so deep in my heart!
(c) December 4 2010 - Yii * jcjuatco
Jowlough Nov 2012
You are the inspiration I am thankful for.
The energy that flows in my blood,
A good positive ambiance,
Whenever you're inside the room.

The reason why I stay late.
Whenever good glimpse sets the tone,
your smile removes inhibitions,
I am in to you, and I'm in a mission

to take you, and give you
all the loving and caring.
to fetch you and keep you,
to living and dying.

I love you,
until the favor turns the red tide to blue
I am wishing to all the gods
hoping you will love me too
jcj
Jowlough May 2014
Talk to me
when I'm drunk
I might give you a chance
Instigate, give the money
so we both understand

hand in hand
I will do what you say,
you take the gun.
oh boy, not today.

Get in the van
show me what you got.
before the policemen
caught us in the act.

If joy is what you seek
scratch the nibbles in your sleeves.
now tell me the diff'rence
when you take what you give.

You got the stakes
from within what you sweat
now take me where it leads to baby
don't fret.
Jowlough Jan 2013
When that inner kindness in your heart
gets tired and weary.
blessing is the silence;
that inner joy you see from darkness.

The joy from the fifth finger,
is your sanctuary.
as the time flies
whenever you are lonely.

When you feel that it's time to go,
and you do not care anymore.
on what others could say,
you are stronger than before.

When the pain inflicted
is much more than your spectrum
on how would you care
and on how you've previously assumed

When you've grown
and you've realized you are so alone.
as you've known yourself much better
and the other emotions are just pure emotions.

and the value of it was forever lost.
when your place once was now lost;
then the old you is now buried;
Just a dead man waiting to be buried
Ah life.
Jowlough Aug 2012
Your ego is just an illusion.

pain; just let it pass by.

live by the moment

and savor your time.

critics walls your maze

so be it, seize, get by.

regrets could pull you off

momentum backfires;

just when you reached success,

you face your  bid of decline.

and when we give in to pleasure

reality check is sublimed.

Your ego is just an illusion

wake up establish your stable.

It's the years that will reveal.

truth's harsh, and is inevitable.
(c) Your ego is just an illusion / 8.31.2012 Jcjuatco
Jowlough Sep 2010
Seeing your face
makes me
Wonder, makes me
think, makes me
fly, feel
A little
insecure, makes
me remember the
day you
brought shame
and pain, but
the worst is
seeing you hurt
her in front
of my eyes,
Her tears, woke
my senses
alive, risen my
blood, Up and
Up, and I think
you are a dead
meat
my friend.
Anytime from now I
could smash your
jaw with this metal
hammer make
you ******,
pound your
eyeballs,
broke every
piece of your
teeth, blow your
******* nose
off, so you better
go and
leave her
or I'll crush your
face, brother.

In my mind
Your face. (c) jcjuatcp sept 21 10
Jowlough Sep 2011
All you know is relationship,
you are a demi god fairytale narrator,
a love doctor, a friend story teller
You know nothing but boys,
conclusion on acts are fixed.
get a task, come on get busy.
Think before you click!
you know it is not easy.
got a new friend within same shoes?
It was a penny-sake cheap shot.
but you broadcasted the news.
It was ill-advised, and everything's publicized.
anyway, it's your own image-glitch,
maturity's essential,  *****.
(c) 9/20/2011 Your friend is a *****! - jcjuatco
Jowlough Jan 2013
Times like this,
you plug in your earphones,
you appreciate all the music.
without any warmth.
your presence is winter.
giving you chills,
sending shivers.
moderation is a fault.
the silence overreacts;
when you feel it
it gives you that boost,
to support your downed ego
as you travel,
you're an outcast.
you knew it well
as you think of tomorrow's task.
when suffering climaxed,
volumes are at peak.
puff your airways
until you're weak.
Jowlough May 2013
You've taught me not to forget you
by forgetting me.
by ignoring my failed attempts
in reaching your ****** territories.
by splitting my heart into two.
you've effortlessly pulled the plug,
you treat me like an canine
who's sleeping on the rug.
you make me wait forever
as if there's forever.
you've taught me to be patient,
a one way ticket giver.
Heart's crushed and mind's free.
You've taught me to leave you cold
by leaving me

— The End —