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Mico Saclot Jul 7
I walk among shadows, unnoticed, unseen,
A voice in the static, lost in between.
A spark in the silence, I flicker and fade,
While echoes of giants in black light parade.

I’ve worn the robe of patience too long,
Whispered my truth of being alone.
Silence is heavy—it buries the brave,
And hope grows weary the longer it grieved.

I am not asking for glory or fame,
Not to have cities built in my name.
But a glance, a gaze, a moment to say
“I see you. You're more than the gray.”

I’ve planted my dreams in the soil of despair,
Watered with sweat, pruned with care.
Now they bloom in the dark, aching for sun,
Yearning for change that has yet to come.

Give me your eyes; not to worship or prize,
But to witness the fire I hold in disguise.
To know that my struggle, my scars, my rise,
Are not just forgotten beneath bigger skies.

So here I stand, not bowed but bold,
In a world too blind, too proud, too cold.
Begging for eyes; not pity, nor praise
Just a chance to ignite these slumbering days.
Whatever we do here on Earth may never fully satisfy us. Lasting fulfillment doesn't always come from recognition or applause. What matters most is nurturing your passion—whether or not anyone is watching. Let it grow quietly, patiently, and authentically. Your journey is valuable even in silence.
Mico Saclot Jun 2
Life’s not just winnings or losses gained,
But strength in struggle, deeply trained.
It’s Jesus living in my soul,
The guiding force that makes me whole.

It’s all about the ties I hold,
With God above, my rock, my fold.
In Him, I find my all, my light,
My Savior, my eternal might.

He draws me closer, step by step,
Gently guides where I’ve misstepped.
He hands me wisdom day by day—
A game plan found when I pray.

I’ve learned more from the losses faced
Than victories I thought I chased.
At crossroads, pitfalls, shadows’ grip,
True gains emerge—faith’s steady ship.

Character could forged, integrity may earned,
Through every lesson life has turned.
Jesus coaches, I obey—
Following His rules each day.

I’m ready now, the field is set,
No fear, no doubt, no regret.
With faith as shield, I’ll play my part,
Game of life led by His heart.
Inspired of Gods' work during hard times
Mico Saclot Nov 2021
A world that we couldn't have Imagined
The meetings interface or a conference with.
From exchange of thoughts to ceremonies we've celebrated
Video calls are indeed needed.

Our phones are the necessity in todays generation,
From hanging out and getting away from depression
In sphere, We have come too far
We've surpass things thru video call and prayers.

Loneliness drown us to frail,
Broken piece made us call
In bending of our lifestyle brought us to waste
Then God rescue us from our emotional crisis.
EMBRACE NEW MINDS.
Mico Saclot Mar 2021
Sanay na sa tapang ng kape
Mapa-barako, cappuccino, espresso
Instant coffee, iced coffee o galing
Man yan sa vendo machine.
Wala nang bisa ang caffeine

Di na ramdam ang nerbyos,
Maski ang biglaang palpitations.
At hindi kompleto ang mga gabi
Kung walang ang init, mula sa
Tasang tangan, upang ibsan ang ginaw.

Saksi sa matang puyat
Sa mga gabing walang inspirasyon
Sa tuwing nagsusulat
Sapagkat ngayong gabi ay iba na
Ang dahilan ng patuloy na pagdilat

Di na kape ang dahilan ng kaba,
Ng pagbilis ng puso at paghinga.
Marahil nga ay mas malakas ang tama nya.
Dahilang kasabay ng pagkataranta
Ay ang tulo ng pawis mula sa likod ng tainga.

Sya na rin ang isinisigaw,
Sa bawat tintang ipinahid
Na nilangkapan ng maliliit na patak ng kape
Na nagmamantsa sa sinintang pahina.
Ang bawat piyesa ay may ibang kulay na.

Hindi pala kape ang gigising sa diwa,
At hindi rin ito ang magiging dahilan
Ng pagkabalisa, Sapagkat narito ka
Ikaw na nagbigay ng malakas na tama
Tamang kung minsan ay di na pala tama.
Mico Saclot Mar 2021
In one happy morning,  when everyone was lighted with sharping great sun.
and you came from the shore of coolness and I say ahh hmm are you the one?

You smirk and walk away
I felt so dumb but I still
You laugh when I cry
And I'm the voice behind the mourning doll

I wake up in floody tears
In  what is now in my empty sheet
I regret in meeting you .
And I learn to rebel in my own feet

When I stopped in the midst of darkness
I Remembered someone who stole my sleeping heart and breaked into broken pieces

Now,  I made a Promise
you are just no one in me for I cast it into heavens
letting my heart be free and go away from spitting darkness.
And letting my own paws bark with joy

— The End —