A feel of a prickly pierce
of a sting infusing the hurt
to specific site of our being
could be physical
psychological
or emotional.

Physical pain is tangible
damage by causal agent
that may be accidental
that could be sen logically
it it is treated appropriately
could heal on time accordingly.

Emotional pain is intangible
induce by sensitive reaction
to express human sentiment
about abhorrence and anger
that boosts the inner temper
may lead to self-disaster.

Psychological pain is mental
measure by the order of thought
of the person who undergo an ordeal
that affects the normalcy of his being
a disturb individual whose mind is losing
because of repeated inflection of torturing.

The pain is variable
whatever kind is trouble
it could be healed if treated well
no one is spared when it strikes

John Nigthingale the poet
A modern prolific writer I met
who inspired me to be expressive
of my innate sentiments not elusive.

John owns the the CCPoets.com
and the latest PoetsPoetryPoems.com
both are well-participated with best bards
who indulge with professional high regards.

John loves poetry and poems
welcomes all regardless of themes
as long as it give lessons to humanity
innate sentiments express with quality.

John reads all posted compositions
of neophytes or expert expressions
his remarks portray true sentiments
succinct thoughts not mere comments.

He is the poet to emulate
good for others to simulate
he is building a better legacy
modern archive of best poetry.

Poetry has possessed me
like a wide river pool twirling
where fresh sentimental thoughts
cascading an innate surge of passion.

Poetry has inspired me
like sunrise that awakens
to brighten my being with joy
and urge my indulgence to inscribe.

Poetry brings pleasure to me
encourages this soul to express
innate human reactions to existence
that accumulate as I meditate in solitude.

In everything that exist

a doorway is always present

it may lead in or lead out the way

to and from any destination we go.


Entering a new phase

may meant betterment

and going out from there

is a choice for one to decide.


A portal is sort of conscience

that shows the consequences

if one dares proceed with wit

then must take the right step.

In everything that exist
a doorway is always present
it may lead in or lead out the way
to and from any destination we go.

Entering a new phase
may meant betterment
and going out from there
is a choice for one to decide.

A portal is sort of conscience
that shows the consequences
if one dares proceed with it
then must take the right step.

Our life's thoroughfare
like sun blazing each morning
from bright to darkness

A blessing for us
to wake up another day
or die in silence

Life is like a day
there are much to accomplish
live to the fullest

While the light is on
make use of the time at hand
before sundown comes

Our life's thoroughfare
like sun blazing each morning
from bright to darkness

A blessing for us
to wake up another day
or die in silence

Life is like a day
there are much to accomplish
live to the fullest

While the light is on
make use of the time at hand
before sundown comes

Flowers that came with love letters,
often made you smiled upon my visits.
reading my poetry aloud cheered you,
complimented with kisses as my reward.
every moment of those happy reminiscent,
secured the love we used to savor with zest.

My heart is becoming lonesome,
every day I long for your loving care;
now it dried up like a dying ember.

Then why you keep nagging,
of the things that you yourself don't share?

I wonder though if you still care,
now I doubt this love is still secure.
for today you're keeping a distance,
in almost everything that you do.
demands for secular pleasures,
endanger the emotional knot we tied.
love that blossoms before now dies,
infusing some doubts and few lies.
to both our hearts which start to melt,
yielding to the temptation of infidelity.

Am I real to the tests
of being a human flesh
created in His own image
of body and soul package.

Am I true to the faith
of being a believer of fate
imperfection is the way I walk
sinful words I often speak or talk.

Am I honest to my affinity
of being amongst Christianity
backsliding is the act I practice
still keeps the faith without malice!

Am I destine for hell
of being with others who fail
world pleasures quite compelling
how can I resist as a mortal weakling?

In a blink of light my conscience is awake.
My senses open yet what is there to take?
Into my understanding I seek for something,
A reason for which makes life truly worth living.

Life seems magical exhibits myriad wonders,
No carnal being has measured as he ponders.
In this world of tribulations, is there still hope?
Is life destined to damnation, a fact we cannot cope?

On whose plan was this existence created?
Surely it must of great power that dominated!
A thought of a super Being may come to mind,
Or Someone out there, a God who mastermind!

The bible has attested we are created in His image,
The likeness of Him marked our presence to this age.
Just to think of the vastness of creations I witness to see,
I thought of God as the Master of everything including me!

My son is me in double,
i love him as I love his son.
can I tolerate his behavior?
have I not done good enough,
as a father who works hard.
everything I aspire is for him,
leading him by giving support;
although it is never enough.
nothing I offer are for his good,
giving what I didn't enjoy myself.
emotional tantrums or secular wishes,
listening to his dreams I always do;
on my shoulder to lean I let him be.

My son is me in replica,
as though I see myself in him.
reminding me of the memoirs,
viewed reminiscence of my youth!
i cannot afford to witness him fall,
now that he is a victim of the trials.

Being my son's father,
reiterates in blood by his son.
another me in my grandson's birth,
to walk together to face the challenges,
of being three in one in blood.

A legacy I would instill
something made with a will
which can truly stands a lifetime
and emulated by generations of mine

I wanted just to be good
not someone best to behold
sometimes it connotes as the least
from among the million in a contest

being good is enough for me
its when I could love everybody
by sharing the good things I can do
without competing from others' ego

Better be good than best
because its an easier quest
without trying quite so hard
to prove oneself to get reward

Being good at heart is enough
it gives courage not being tough
where goodness will flow just naturally
in everything that is done wholeheartedly

Oh mother dear
Life for you is a challenge
Inspires you to always dare.
Viewing life like an arena
Into which you seem to fight
A tough Herculean foe.

Vibrant as the waves,
Active as young gals.
Reserve like a
Queen...
Unique as pearl.
Emotionally incline but
Zealous as a champion.

Most mothers are dominant
Over -protective and possessive.
Rare are you who understands
All our needs and dreams.
God gave you to us
As someone to love.

My little girl is now a pretty gal
Almost eighteen and stands regal
Right time will come my dear
In the future you have to bear
Zealously your own destiny!

Only you can decide
Life is no easy to ride
I can only guide you and tell
Vain efforts from good deeds
Excel in things your soul needs!

Plan your moves before acting
In the end the results will be interesting
Zero love life at this moment in time
At your age now it is really quite fine
Reach your goals and savor its reward
On that day happiness is your award!

Be diligent and resourceful
Reject bad habits never boastful
Act with caution do what is right
Tell the truth do not engage in fight
Only then you will sleep tight!

My little girl is now a pretty gal
Almost eighteen and stands regal
Right time will come my dear
In the future you have to bear
Zealously your own destiny!

Only you can decide
Life is no easy to ride
I can only guide you and tell
Vain efforts from good deeds
Excel in things your soul needs!

Plan your moves before acting
In the end the results will be interesting
Zero love life at this moment in time
At your age now it is really quite fine
Reach your goals and savor its reward
On that day happiness is your award!

Be diligent and resourceful
Reject bad habits never boastful
Act with caution do what is right
Tell the truth do not engage in fight
On then you will sleep tight!

My little girl is now a pretty gal
Almost eighteen and stands regal
Right time will come my dear
In the future you have to bear
Zealously your own destiny!

Only you can decide
Life is no easy to ride
I can only guide you and tell
Vain efforts from good deeds
Excel in things your soul needs!

Plan your moves before acting
In the end the results will be interesting
Zero love life at this moment in time
At your age now it is really quite fine
Reach your goals and savor its reward
On that day happiness is your award!

Be diligent and resourceful
Reject bad habits never boastful
Act with caution do what is right
Tell the truth do not engage in fight
On then you will sleep tight!

May tomorrow makes you realize my boy
In this world your life is not a toy
Can you not listen to my lecturing
Hear me when I am talking
At this moment in time
Exert your effort to shine
Let your energy flow freely
At things worthwhile not deadly
Now is the time to understand
Go for good things at hand
Evil things never bring good
Living with it excites bad mood
Overcome all trials as you could.

My son I do care for you
And your mom too loves you
Reach out for your ambition
View life as innate inspiration
In the end you will succeed
Now act best and proceed.

Play your part as cool
In dealing with any fool
Zealous act is best
At time to pass a test
Receive all good advices
Real man can say no to vices
On his own stead without caprices.

Beware of evil company
Refute the tale of baloney
Attend to those with good characters
Treat them as your own brothers
Over the bad others.

May tomorrow makes you realize my boy
In this world your life is not a toy
Can you not listen to my lecturing
Hear me when I am talking
At this moment in time
Exert your effort to shine
Let your energy flow freely
At things worthwhile not deadly
Now is the time to understand
Go for good things at hand
Evil things never bring good
Living with it excites bad mood
Overcome all trials as you could.

My son I do care for you
And your mom too loves you
Reach out for your ambition
View life as innate inspiration
In the end you will succeed
Now act best and proceed.

Play your part as cool
In dealing with any fool
Zealous act is best
At time to pass a test
Receive all good advices
Real man can say no to vices
On his own stead without caprices.

Beware of evil company
Refute the tale of baloney
Attend to those with good characters
Treat them as your own brothers
Over the bad others.

Ardent love I see
Not hidden but free.
And I will surely ask
Love that bears a task.
Endurance is the name
A test for truth not game,
Heed to sincerity not shame.

Best love will live
On mistakes can forgive.
Now men fully understand
Innate love can withstand.
Freedom I dare set forth
Accepts real love's worth.
Close your eyes and feel
In your heart you can tell,
On how you and I fit well.

Be honest my dear
And stay close to hear.
Call our hearts to combine
Obedience to love is sublime.
Now is the time for us to indulge
Give ourselves the time to divulge.
Come say to me your heart's desire
Or not if your love I can 't set on fire.

Love is true
when it can't die
after all are gone

True love lives
amid all difficulties
for the one beloved

When love is true
it sings even in pain
soothes the aching heart

Yes, true love
lingers beyond
even after death

The soul of true poets are purest
their goodwill thrive in the heart
none can ever **** their expression
instinct and intuition their weapon

The body of poets are finite
but their spirits are infinite
bards compositions will last
as poetry itself is everlasting

No poet killer can annihilate
any true poet whose only intent
is to inform the world of the truth
whoever that poet killer be dies first

True poets are ever invincible
they are protected by a shield
of freedom quite self-expressive
and meaningful poems of substance

What are you saying?
Do you meant it,
does it come from your heart?
Or its just an expression of sort!

Words can be deceptive
or  possess an  ulterior motive.
It may excite reactions
can be good or bad.

But, words from the heart,
spells out meaningful things.
Mixed emotion it maybe,
yet it speak of the truth.

Nature when angered can unleash...

A storm resulting to havoc,
like a devastating cyclone that bring chaos.

Much more of the tormenting tornado,
that can strike like a deadly hurricane.

And the tropical storm
that can create a downpour of heavy rain.

Thus, the varying monsoon defines
a typhoon to bring horrendous effects to humans.

This ardent adoration
lingers in my heart
for a loved one
like you!

Yet you never answer
or even act to reciprocate
to the expressions I staged
do I need to extract my heart?

Perhaps it meant to be
that I have to bear alone
this unsatisfied love for you
nevertheless, true love can't die!

Time flies swiftly
as the wind drift chilly
soothing this forlorn heart
as I stand still when you depart

Time seems eternity
as days sway in continuity
longing for your presence
as I feel void in your absence

Time is life I take
as true love I cannot forsake
lingering in time I'll be wishing
till the end of time I'll be waiting

Time flies swiftly
as the wind drifts chilly
soothing this forlorn heart
as I stand still when you depart

Time seems eternity
as days sway in continuity
longing for your presence
as I feel void in your absence

Time is life I take
as true love I cannot forsake
lingering in time I'll be wishing
till the end of time I'll be waiting

The ocean waves

like influx of emotions

always changing course

depending on the forces

that stimulate the heart!

Composing poetry
quite a complex tapestry
its a product of ingenuity
waved into genuine artistry

Don not know to begin
a poem that would explain
these innate sentiments
contain sensitive elements

like an inborn waver
who creates with art
through skillful work
guided by the heart

The beauty in poetry
is not seen by the eyes
but felt by the emotions
that define the human

Writing is like waving
poetic thoughts flowing
are instinctively woven right
which interpolates the human life

waving poetry is sentimental labor
it does require a mental endeavor
enthuses freedom of expression
about the human life's exploration

Composing a poetry
quite a complex tapestry
its a product of creativity
extracted from ingenuity

May not know to begin
to inscribe a poetic theme
that expresses sentiments
of candid emotional intents

A waver skillfully start
creates authentic work of art
through an innate exhibition  
of a zealous heart's expression

The beauty in poetry
is not seen by everybody
but felt by those in search
of a consolation that soothes

Waving is like writing
when a piece of poetry
is instinctively woven right
that interpolates human life

Indeed, waving a poetry
is a masterful endeavor
that is quite not perfect
but expresses freedom

Whether best or not
A poet is now on top
Is not worth the place
If its purpose is for race

Whether best or not
My poem is posted hot
Is not the type of accolade
I aspire to own which will fade

Whether best or not
I get most commented slot
For me what matter is the fact
My sanity and sentiments are tact

As having an innate instinctive urge
To write intuitive thoughts that surge
From the core of my candid innermost
A fulfillment... that I think counts the most

Whether best or not

A poet is now on top

Is not worth the place

If its purpose is for race



Whether best or not

My poem is posted hot

Is not the type of accolade

I aspire to own which will fade



Whether best or not

I get most commented slot

For me what matter is the fact

My sanity and sentiments are tact



As having an innate instinctive urge

To write intuitive thoughts that surge

From the core of my candid innermost

A fulfillment that I think counts the most

A bard always inscribes...

A verse or two of innate sentiments,
that convey substantive expressions.

Like an ode that tells a story of love,
or a melancholic sonnet about solitude.

Quite an elegy of suspense depicting courage,
better yet a limerick of an adventurous quest.

And best couplet enthusing excitements
of an epic account of human endeavors
narrate explicit poetic phrases.

When life becomes meaningless
no matter what you do seem useless
and all opportunities you grab wasted
broken dreams lurking with self busted
everything you hold on now starts to fall
drags you feel pushed against the wall
realization of life is at the cutting edge.

When life becomes the darkest
no hope of light makes you weakest
and things you touch soon are dead
failure always cling to you instead
you try to survive from uncertainties
yet your ego succumbs to all the vanities
Doubt overcomes self to feel the cutting edge.

Though life becomes vague
Do not give up to fight the plague
For quitters do not win any endeavor
Hang on lit the ember to light you with fervor
For as long as you have the courage to go forward
Then no amount of deterrents can make you a coward
And in the end you will be able to override the cutting edge.

Love speaks...
of thousands words,
enthuse infinite thoughts;
evoking innate sentimental
expressions of myriad colors.

Like rainbow...
love conveys candid hue,
which glitters chromatic rays;
and shades depicting emotions
of variable depths and meanings.

Courting speaks of adoration...
being sweethearts convey romance,
soon engagement promises devotion
and marriage consummates the vow.
all these... hold part as love speaks!

Life is a realm of grandeur,
As God had created it to be!
For us all to take pleasure in
And indulge in the exaltation,
Of Him as the Divine Supreme!

But life has became forlorn,
As Satan had wanted it to be!
For us all to experience sufferings,
And abandon our faith to connive
With him as the fallen angel!

To do right or wrong?
Is for an individual to decide,
For Jesus had died on the cross
To redeem all our sins,
For us to gain the everlasting Life!

Do you do right or wrong?
Is all up to an individual,
For Lucifer had lured us to evil
To drag us to damnation,
For us to perish into the eternal death!

Would you cry then?
When forgiveness is too late,
And tears run dry.
Your soul gone astray,
Into hell
Under the Heaven!

Life is a realm of grandeur,
As God had created it to be!
For us all to take pleasure in
And indulge in the exaltation,
Of Him as the Divine Supreme!

But life has became forlorn,
As Satan had wanted it to be!
For us all to experience sufferings,
And abandon our faith to connive
With him as the fallen angel!

To do right or wrong?
Is for an individual to decide,
For Jesus had died on the cross
To redeem all our sins,
For us to gain the everlasting Life!

Do you do right or wrong?
Is all up to an individual,
For Lucifer had lured us to evil
To drag us to damnation,
For us to perish into the eternal death!

Would you cry then?
When forgiveness is too late,
And tears run dry.
Your soul gone astray,
Into hell
Under the Heaven!

Why there is poetry?
Such is a wise question,
as it has been man's gateway
to the world of innate imaginations...
about what makes the world go-round!

Poetry is everything!
It's the intimate expression,
and ultimate passion of the heart
that enthuse human endearment...
to explore, expound candid sentiments!

Poetry is life itself!
Without it life is empty,
and becomes insignificant
as there shall be no meaning...
to every moment that we spend!

Poetry make poets!
As it excites emotions,
inspires to compose poems
which explicitly lit a rainbow...
to give colors to our existence!

Why there is poetry?
Such is a wise question,
as it has been man's gateway
to the world of innate imaginations...
about what makes the world go-round!

Poetry is everything!
It's the intimate expression,
and ultimate passion of the heart
that enthuse human endearment...
to explore, expound candid sentiments!

Poetry is life itself!
Without it life is empty,
and becomes insignificant
as there shall be no meaning...
to every moment that we spend!

Poetry make poets!
As it excites emotions,
inspires to compose poems
which explicitly lit a rainbow...
to give colors to our existence!

Marriage sanctifies ***,
*** consummates marriage.
But why prefer *** before marriage,
is there one or more reasons to consider?

Virginity:
Maybe its still men's quest,
a priority test for him as the best.
So that the mating could be marked,
as something worth experience to take.

Sensuality:
The best part in *** is sensuality,
that each mate could get from ***.
The manner a partner performs well,
is much desired by almost hot lovers.

Sexuality:
Science could enhance state of sexuality,
cosmetology can recreate the transformation.
By *** before marriage a person can discern,
is the smart way to test the true lover's affinity.

Compatibility:
****** compatibility excites much pleasure,
Aside from love it is where both are in tune.
And to know what degree of zest it can set,
through *** before marriage is the gauge.

(why *** Before Marriage?) - Poem by Marvin Brato Sr


Marriage sanctifies ***,
*** consummates marriage.
But why prefer *** before marriage,
is there one or more reasons to consider?

Virginity:
Maybe its still men's quest,
a priority test for him as the best.
So that the mating could be marked,
as something worth experience to take.

Sensuality:
The best part in *** is sensuality,
that each mate could get from ***.
The manner a partner performs well,
is much desired by almost hot lovers.

Sexuality:
Science could enhance state of sexuality,
cosmetology can recreate the transformation.
By *** before marriage a person can discern,
is the smart way to test the true lover's affinity.

Compatibility:
****** compatibility excites much pleasure,
Aside from love it is where both are in tune.
And to know what degree of zest it can set,
through *** before marriage is the gauge.
Marvin Brato Sr

Man's will
is the determination
to survive
despite all the tribulations
through hard work

and

Man's faith
is the commitment
to succeed
in spite of the difficulties
through innate conviction

It is by man's willpower
that he perseveres to pursue
his dreams to make it a reality
and through faith
he becomes optimistic
that success
is a great possibility

Life is a contained existence

that each person solely own

sharing it with others is a choice

like peeping through the window

could help decide whether or not

to open the door for relations



Looking through

one sees the panorama

that shows loveliness or malice

the world has possessed

as it displays the scenic realities

of the human existence



Our hearts too mimic

the opening of a pane

when it dares to venture

as its feeling best for love (or hate)

upon reckoning of freedom

through the windowpane

Wisdom is a state of thinking
that enables man to know
right from wrong;

Knowledge is acquired
through laborious study
limited to the level
of learning earned.

Keep my feelings unlock,
I dream to meet a girl.
Many passes through,
But there is not one
Ever captures my heart.
Real love I wish to come,
Love that sustains
Years of intimate affection!

Came a chance when
A candid picture I saw,
Bestows an exquisite beauty
of your innate countenance!

Can you blame me?
Happiness is now mine
At every moment when
Now and then I cherish
Pouring in this adamant desire
Of meeting you again!
Now that I found you,
God knows my desire.
Can not wait to see you,
Oh... my wish comes true!

Work Ethic

Work requires professionalism,
at all times in all set of conditions.
let an earned knowledge and skills,
an asset to be utilized as maximal.
no regrets even if reward is scare,
go ahead do it for the love of work.

People around need not to be told,
everyone knows who perform well.
real professional does not brag,
seldom claims for recognition.
open-minded to a paradigm shift,
never pessimistic but often optimistic
at anything of value and substance.
let others rationalize to find reasons,
act on the issues with sound mind
no jesting around just do things right.

Chances are you shall bear a child in God's time,
Have faith and dare your hubby to mate overtime.
Enjoy the innate intimacy in love making that you do,
Rest assured it shall soon bear fruit what you both sow.
Include in your prayers asking the Lord for His blessing,
Eventually you shall bear a child with your husband smiling.

Marriage is a sanctified bond for couple to produce children,
And having an offspring makes the union quite complete then.
Emptiness could engulf and wanes the link of few childless pair.

Parenting is a great responsibility for spouses to form,
As parents you should have a generation of your own.
Living with a child is a lifetime commitment to be proud of,
Explore the chances and continue to do it even with lights off.
Soonest, your yearn for a child shall come thru an utmost hope.

'You are lovely
with your smile so warm,
and your cheeks so soft'
as I see you each morning
when we wake up each day.

'You are lovely
with your smile so warm,
and your cheeks so soft'
as our love binds us strong
with trust and forgiveness.

'You are lovely
with your smile so warm,
and your cheeks so soft'
as we live surfing this life
and till death do us part.

'You are lovely
with your smile so warm,
and your cheeks so soft'
shall always be my praised
now and beyond for eternity.

When I sleep

i dream of vivid things

as though I walk the aisle

with you holding my arms,

upon waking up each day

I see you are quite reality.



When I go to work

i ambition of many things

as though I wish I am rich

with you to share pleasures;

upon reaching the house door

I see you are questioning reality.



When we got marred

i thought of no one but you

as though we're destined as one;

with you around I feel happiness

upon realizing what is happening

I see only me knowing you are reality.

My life is not pure
as I am constantly lure
often to mundane pleasures
which filled me with much pressures
to seek further more for self contentment
but in the end it only created resentment

Yet, when you came
my viced life has tamed
As I liquefied from an ice
when I saw into your eyes
the true love I have now found
mark in your smile so profound