Welder's Messages

The sparks of welding rods

Melted by high voltage current
The blinding light that strikes
Are the signs that the metals he welds
Will strongly joined and bonded

Hardships in life he will breakthrough
As those thick heavy metals when precept
Well impossibly be joined
But with determinations and
Man’s boundless imagination
Impossible things as those metals
Has been joined and bonded together

Heartaches, hatreds, regrets, frustrations
Are life’s pieces of metals to be rehabilitated
It needs the welding rods of determinations
To be changed and gain profitable thinking
It must be injected a high voltage of inspiration
To enliven the dying machine of hope and ambition
Which are the hindrances to success and go on

Stubborn Heart

I don't know, I don't understand
Why I cherish this, here in my heart
In front of me, it's a naked truth
You love someone, you have a boyfriend

In knocking your heart, I am late
Hindrances and obstructions are on my way
It's a flickering hope, a dim light
That keeps me awake and alive
I don't know the future,
But one thing I am sure,
Either a lifetime joy and happiness
Or another chapter of frustration and pain

Joy and happiness
If a special room is provided
Room for lovebirds, sharing mutual feelings
Singing romantic melodies
Whispering words of love and aspirations
Building castles, connecting bridges
And delight in ecstasy
Of being loved and beloved

Frustration and pain
For this feeling will be in vain
Once again my heart will drift
In the midst of heartbreaking solitude
Gloomy is the day, even though it's bright and gay
Though I laugh and mingle with friends
Deep within, I'm lonesome and weary

However, whatever happen
To the whole world, I still yell
Flatter and rise-up the banner
Of this enlivening spirit
That charges me thousands of excitement
On the bed of my bosom
No other maiden resting
It's you and only you
My Splendid Lady

Johnny Wake-up

Hey! Johnny wake-up
on that sleep of no harvest
Time to rise up
move that will built physique
Shelve the bed of relaxation
the mat, the blanket, and the pillows as well

Hey! Johnny wake-up
be conscious to society's events
Time to rise up
help your parents, the needy, and yourself most especially
Evade the useless deeds
and accomplish useful things

Hey! Johnny wake-up
overcome evil let goodness come in
Time to rise up
straighten the crooked thinking
Light life's highway
to be safe by night and day

Its early
be awake Johnny!
Still early
rise up Johnny!
For at the end regrets
you might, and its too late

The Fulfillment

As I meet my splendid lady, I never think that I will be a man what I am today. I envisioned a simple and happy family living in a peaceful haven with contentment to anything We have. Rise and teach siblings with love of God, care and respect family members and others, obedience in the law and authorities, and nurture them the virtues of a versatile and wholesome citizen. These was I dreamed despite the hindrances that even before I touch her hand to introduce myself and to know her better was so difficult and uncomfortable. She's committed to someone whom her friends said that they are in a relationship for years.

It saddened me. It almost broke down my plans for the future. But unfortunately, my stubborn heart never gave up. The feeling never fades but it constantly hope that at the right time this budding love will find its way to be offered to the splendid lady and bloom like a flower full of enchanting aroma. It happened as it meant to be.

Ella, Maki, and Michelle are the fruits of my stubborn heart. They are the fulfillment of my dreams of a happy family. These kids are amazing gifts of God. I called them beauties at play because whenever there is time available they exercise that freedom. They are the most precious jewels that I possess. The happiness that they give to us is immeasurable.

This has been proven again, “what is meant to be will happen as it is meant to be.”

Vanities & Joe

Why, Joe, on that crowded, noisy streets
for the span of vacant hours all day?
Why, Joe, roaming around with your peers
the precious minutes gone with nothing?

Where are your books that contain knowledge,
Honey, gold and fame as well
Open its pages understand every lines,
It is a concrete bulwark against the acids of hardships

Why, Joe, with braggarts and spoiled assembly
blowing their horns, talking meaningless?
Why, Joe, by standing on street corners
with sparkling whiskey tossing with comrades?

Pay heed, turn your head side by side
Keenly observe man's daily undertakings
Cleanse the obstructions of yours ears
And listen to the mourns of the needy

Why, Joe, in that hall full of laughter,
erotic sounds, and sparkling dim lights?
Why, Joe, present on that hall of temptations,
where on the platform figures vulgarly perform?

Get rid the powers of this world
Fleshly desires, vices, greediness, enviousness
These gives no glory in stead darkness and slavery
And lead life wandering, sometimes untimely death

Acknowledge thy dear parents' love and sacrifices
Value every drop of sweat and coin they give
Don't waste the prime of life, take the opportunity
If it gone that nothing accomplished
Regrets will come in
And its too late, Joe

Splendid Lady

The Splendid Lady
My mind is scrambling
In selecting suitable terms
I scratch my head
My toes, my knees
And take a long deep sigh
But still its Jo
That spheres the universe of my head

In front of me
A simple question appeared
Who's Jo?
Who really she is?

No answer revealed, except
The deafening silence
That reverberates to my ears

To peers and acquaintances
For the simplest, she's Jo
The simple and silent type lady
Her serenity is a symbol
Of unfathomable deepness
Her simplicity
Reveals devotion and sincerity
And her smile
Her pleasing enchanting smile
Promises the joy of coming days

Her words, though limited
Are refined and full of encouragement
Her eyes, behind the lenses
Are twinkling jewels
Of hope and contentment
Her bearing as she gait
Is a telltale of a dignified lady
And in her person
A sister, a friend, and a beloved
All are present

Its Jo, The Splendid Lady
And of regal personality