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Jhobeb Villasor Poem
It's hardships if less inspired
Life direction will be direct less
And your decision making becomes pointless
Likened to the Caribbean pirates in distress
I hope i can be Orlando Bloom
Who has a Keira Knightly that is bewilderingly lovely
and gives his life hope and direction
with a touch of love and affection
i hope someone would give mercy
To someone like me in weary
It's as if i'm a damsel in distress
Locked helpless inside a fortress
I am in a terrible and desperate situation
Calling out for someone that can be my inspiration
I hope she will give me hope and caress
For i'm like a frog who needs a kiss from a princess
Oh my princess, i hope you'll be for real
And come out from nowhere to help me with great deal
Inspire me and energize me, Oh my dear lady
And please include it with love that i need greatly
I NEED COMMENTS......
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Gushing and Rushing with no delay
Similar to a run in an olympic relay
Rising its level with rabid haste
Making human watched likened to a paste
It came from the height of the heavens
Wrathly pouring down to bald mountains
Dashing down having no mercy given
Towards these beings that thinks only of gains
This is just a matter of consequence
For beings such as us that has less prudence
Now we gain what we have sown
And it has rapidly and largely grown
Now we find the blame for the result
Instead of finding the solution of our fault
This great waters that we have caused
Must be helped and prevented until its paused
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I lost myself in dense darkness
Leading into a quagmire-like place
My mind do have shrewdness
But this time it's not the case
Only fools lead owns self astray
In the place of no light
Where it's senseless to take flight
Place's price you need to pay
There is a place of light
But why go to the night
It shows we are foolish
We make our own life hellish
Indeed, most of the time we are idiotic
But need not to be frantic
Because by God light was created
So that in darkness we can be guided
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I’m sitting down upon a chair that is brown
Trying to listen to my teacher who is talking
With girls on my sides whose face is frowning
Cause my teacher says a story that seems so boring.
I don’t know what he really utters about
Cause he speaks of spiritual matters which we’re in doubt
We’re supposed to be tackling about a relevant topic
But it seems he talks about someone’s life being tragic.
My mind wants to grasp and fully absorb
The lessons and values he shares and reports
But unfortunately there is a barrier like an orb
Protecting my intellect from his talks of all sorts
With my fellow students we are waiting
For Miss Registrar to make that bell ringing
Because our eyes seems going downfall
To the realms of darkness with the speed of a waterfall
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The love of my life i thought
I almost had her caught
But she totally ignored our fate
And the love transformed to hate
The day had changed to night
For us, there is no delight
When we inevitably see each other
We act like not knowing another
It is such a tragic result
For what i thought as no fault
And the dream of we are together
Will not be existing ever
It makes me hurting
This stupid feeling
This shouldn't have happened
But love to us came to an end
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Oh what a delight for me to see
The girl that I love, when she passes by me
Oh how I wish I could foresee
When I ask of her hand to be with me.
Simplicity, is she just like a lily
Until it blooms you won’t see its beauty
She never thought of things as complicated
Because of that she had me captivated.
She smiles and jokes like a child
And when with me is always mild
Her childish manners give her sweetness
This in turn loses my toughness.
Oh how I wish for her full attention
Because sometimes for her I am non existent
This is too bad for me when I mention
But for love I will always be persistent.
She will always be nostalgic
From time to time even it is tragic
Won’t she be mine, I don’t mind
But my love to her I will always find.
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I'm living a life directless
I don't know what to do
I don't know where to go
A life totally pointless
I hope somebody would give guide
Helps and tells me what to do
Helps and inspires me where to go
And someone that i'll love and abide
I hope somebody would feel sympathy
And will show me mercy and empathy
I'm feeling like i'm dying
And getting near to surrendering
Because a heart like my own
Even it has stand alone for long
Still needs to feel it does belong
Which is a thing i haven't shown
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I have been in a great confusion
For my love, I guess, becomes a hallucination
I’m thinking of retreating
For my courtship is disseminating.
I have been good in the beginning
Which I expect to be happening
Her friends assessed me as passable
But I don’t really think it’s reliable.
I am in turmoil for thinking
For my cerebrum is reacting
That I should continue loving her
Or else I will regret and be a loser.
Well, I guess, I would agree
To my cerebrum’s plea
Even if I am afraid to be denied
Regret is a scarier thing to be applied.
It burns my heart out to be honest
Because my heart really do insist
But my brain relates experiences to resist
These feelings of mine that have me infest.
I hope God will help me
With the problem that diseased me
A disease called love
Is a thing that must be sent above.
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Ladies has always been a problem
They give the gentlemen a lot of worrying
But, gentlemen still look for them
Which I guess is a part of their living.
Ladies act like they are strong
But when it comes to gentlemen it is wrong
They become defenseless with absolute weakness
Because of love that made them restless.
Gentlemen, on the other hand,
Has become fools under the ladies magic wand
Ladies give them a spell with their beauty
And it has been a fact for eternity.
Whether you’re in conformity or in conflict with me
I don’t care is what I would be
Infatuation it is, is shouldn’t be debated
If you’re like the ladies and gentlemen which I have stated
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In the dawn of this day
My slumber is in dismay
So I arise and listened to music
And found a pen to act like poetic.
I was wondering if I do have a talent
Of being a poet for my life’s a bent
I am thinking if my time and efforts a waste
For I deducted my sleep to make this poem great.
I endured mosquitoes and dawn’s cold breeze
But hearing the song “True Color” gives me a beat
If everyone sees true color this is such a feat
For I don’t need to act great and be a freeze.
Well I guess this is it
For now I don’t have words to fit
My simple poem for the morning
For I have a hard time sleeping.
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