IN MY OWN WORDS

IN MY OWN WORDS Poetry is life. It is worded life. It is my life.

COMING BACKFeels like first time stillIn this picturesque island, no other beats.Boracay, renowned for its sandBut one h...
21/03/2026

COMING BACK
Feels like first time still
In this picturesque island, no other beats.
Boracay, renowned for its sand
But one has a minuscule of it in this paradise.
Set your bare feet, and surely you’ll come back
Mangodlong, its waters so clear and inviting
Just cruise the placid sea, in an hour or two
Forever, you will fall in love with this islet
No scam, no sweet talk.
Just the plain truth.

TRAVELING One of the joys of being singleTo travel to places, meet and mingleNew faces, other races, you don’t knowAmuse...
22/02/2026

TRAVELING
One of the joys of being single
To travel to places, meet and mingle
New faces, other races, you don’t know
Amused to learn a language or two.
Not to mention the cultures you discover
While home is far away, true self’s uncovered.
Life is indeed a book, said St Augustine
If you only have travelled once, for certain
You only have read a page of it, forlorn
Travel one must, as surely as the morn

New horizons are chartered when you travel
Novel perspectives and choices you’ll unravel
Alone or with companion, doesn’t matter
Opportunities soon you’ll grapple, no later
You will never go home empty-handed
Opulence comes with experiences unexpected
So travel one must, if there’s a chance
Grab it like ice-cream that melts at once
Joy welling up in the heart without measure
Go places, memories are a golden treasure

NOT ALL. A poem that speculates avoidance of generalization. Keep watch over feelings and countenances. What is shown is...
17/07/2025

NOT ALL. A poem that speculates avoidance of generalization. Keep watch over feelings and countenances. What is shown is not all the time the truth. There are always pretensions and deceptions along the way.

DON’T BE SO SERIOUSA reminder for everyone who seems so serious about life, sometimes neglecting other equally necessary...
17/07/2025

DON’T BE SO SERIOUS
A reminder for everyone who seems so serious about life, sometimes neglecting other equally necessary considerations for a happy and meaningful existence. Written to justify the travel-monger in me.

DON’T BE SO SERIOUSYou may’ve the stamina to work all dayBut please ask was it worth the payYou went crazy rushin’ your ...
17/07/2025

DON’T BE SO SERIOUS
You may’ve the stamina to work all day
But please ask was it worth the pay
You went crazy rushin’ your job
Things didn’t turn the way they should’ve
Run a mile, if not climb a tree
Ride a boat and scream for free
Life is not all about work and money
It is about quality time, with you and me

You may achieve a thousand dreams
But what are laurels, lauds and frames
They boost a moment, dissipate as dew
Nothing lasts but happy mem’ries review
Spend your money with what satisfy
Anything save those which do not sanctify
Food, clothes, travels, ale and gold
Just be discreet, undermine not the good
Family and friends you must truly have
But self-care, yes, your self you must love

Don’t be so serious, not to smile
Life is precious, spend a long while
Waste happy moments with yourself alone
God for a long time only hears you moan
Talk to Him your joys and mirths as well
He’ll surely leap high with your travail
Adventures He spreads in the future
Don’t be stiff, be natural, you’ll mature

N O T A L LNot all who smile are happy,Nor those laughing, merry.Some hide their agonies behind their light countenanc...
16/07/2025

N O T A L L
Not all who smile are happy,
Nor those laughing, merry.
Some hide their agonies behind
their light countenances, unkind.
It’s a way of surviving the daily battles
A way of thriving with inescapable hustles
Without being diminished by buffet
That others throw and spew to spite.

Not all who cry are sad, either.
Some shed tears to empathize, no tender.
Others do when a memory or two
Flashes back and is reminisced too.
But others cry as well if and when an
Insurmountable joy through the gut run
Like when triumphs and vict’ries won
Or failures and defeats voided, forlorn.

Not all who keep silent are mute.
Some just avoided noise, don’t refute.
In fact, those who close their mouths
Choose depth and gist over untruths.
They opted to be relevant and settled
Than behave a social butterfly, belittled.
Yes, not all who speak not are voiceless.
Noone outsmarted silence,don’t care less.

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