My Adorable and Introverted Teddy Bear

My adorable and introverted Teddy Bear,
a Mr. with a top hat and a cane
sitting at my table on a Sunday afternoon
with a wooly smile and bits of loosened skein;
sipping tea
nervously,
with dainty hands in gloves of white,
I know ...
Why he hides
his face
in a mascot, oh!

I ...


am to blame ...

My adorable and introverted Teddy Bear,
I know now just how much he cares for me:
Longing to be in my sweet company,
he'd hide even his own identity!
So I wouldn't fear
Mr. Teddy Bear, oh dear!



Now I'm wondering, who can he be?

Tears in Words

For the Women ...


When men's pride are shredded
in a paper shredder,
by women who are stronger
with their clearer censor;
their hidden horns grow sharper
with a lost sense of character
forgetting that it was done for their own sake.

But woe not dear ladies
for you know better!
Treat kindly the gang
of sheer disorder.

If you want to survive the world of men.

What Really Matters


A little boy ran to his mother and cried
his friends at his school tore his stories and pride,
but his mother smiled and hugged him tight;
his mother smiled and hugged him tight,
"Leave them be, just continue to write
and everything will be all right."

So the little boy continued to write
and ignored the other kids and their silly little fights.
For what is more important than writing?
Angsty, nasty and desperate little kids are dwindling
his own capacity to indite
and become the greatest author the world has ever known.


Lessons Repeated #26

"Speak your truths quietly," they say,
"Use your anger in a healthy way."
No matter how others treat you
or speak ill of you,
try to understand from whence they came.

And if they misunderstood the source of your rage,
know that it was your own mistake.
Rage not amongst the rats and mice
for they will feast on what you've reaped in thrice.
Instead, tread with grace no matter how absurd
and good fortune, to you, will be returned.



Tears as Words

Tears fell as little droplets of letters
on a washi paper of clovers

If I were looking for love

If I were looking for love, I would go to the park
where the good looking men exercise in the morning;
jogging, running, walking with nature;
thinking, planning of a promising future,
but never online. Never, never online.

If I were looking for love, I would visit a library
where smart decent men read and write of our hist'ry;
in poems, in essays, scribbling in silence;
in books and newspapers, analyzing with purpose,
but never online. Never, never online.

If I were looking for love, I would go see a play
that men of great prowess could, appreciate;
smiling, grinning their shiny white teeth
in their penguin suits all crisp and neat,
but never online. Never, never online.

But if love were to look for me
and found me online,
I would hide till he seeks me out
on a fine, fine day, outside.

The day that we promised
to meet at the promenade
the pendant that you sent me
shone brighter than the stars

And I knew just how excited you are
to see me
Imagine how delighted I'll be
to see you

Together in the town, where we'll be strolling with Time
laughing and talking of our silly little lives

On the urbane streets to the bus stop
that morning
Who amongst the passersby will stop
and be mourning
When they see me there lying by the motorbike and its rider
smiling with you on my mind?

The day that I promised
we would meet at the promenade
the pendant that you gave me
shone brighter than the stars

On that day I left you a note saying goodbye,
I felt you cry as you read my words of denial
that I am madly, deeply in love with you.

Please understand
that I can't withstand
these flagrant gush of emotion.

It weakens my soul and I cannot think;
it's the kind of state
that best suits a minx!




Not a lady of the wake ...




Not a lady of the wake ...

Piano

After years of sheer neglect

I touch the keys of imperfect

and sullen notes that once vibrate

with love and woes I long, evade.

Laputa Castle In the Sky
Translation of the Theme Song



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Sa Pag-Ikot ng Mundo
Translation by: Pmel Oki

Kumikislap ang kaligiran
Para lang maitago
At mapalayo sa akin, ang siyang minumutya
Marami pa ang alaala
Mawala ka man sa akin
Bawa't isa na nais ko
Alam ko na ikaw ay naroon

Tayo na at maglakbay
Magdala ng tinapay
Kutsitlyo't lampara sa supot, natin ilagay

*Ang iniwan ng ama, ay purong na puso
Ang binigay ng ina, ang layo niyang tingin
Umiikot ang mundo, sa pagtago niya sayo
Ang kislap ng iyong mata, pati na ang tagiliran
Umiikot ang mundo, pinasakay ka niya dito
Para balang araw tayo muli
Magkasama sa sakay na ng wakas

The Grouch that Flew Away


In a can hides a little hairy monster
that I never can
grow to love,
so, I kicked the canister,
with it in there, rolling away,
but, bless the thing, green -- obscene,
it sprouted colorful and shiny wings
and broke the tin:
sovereign, imperial, celestial;
flying away ...


And there I watched it go;
Ergo, I stood alone;
I judged on what I see,
And not from what I could know.

thegrouch.wma - Pmel

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The Tea Cup

The tea cup, brown with little green maple leaves

and sprinkles of gold

imprinted around it;

this tea cup that you bought for me,

I held it lovingly in my hands,

thinking of you soaring in the scarlet sky.

It cracked.

The hot water spilling --

burning my skin.

And my heart, it weeps

as I wiped the table clean.