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Jowlough Aug 2011
I regret the times
I've had worked with you.
an inventor of scenes,
Stories untrue.

You tend to drop names
during critical moments,
you only knew errors,
for all your concerns.

A big ******,
you trashed our systems.
never knew your own process
even yourself you can't process.

A pin pointer blamer,
is all you know.
how you do your work,
for a mind that is too slow

Know the art of proper escalation,
where to go, which is which.
before you blame your computer,
blame it on your face, *****.
(c) 2011.8.15 - Blame it on your face, ***** - jcjuatco
Jowlough Aug 2011
What would it take
to hold grasp,
Swallow thy pride.

Winter passed
cold breeze,
open wide.

Psyched thoughts,
taken for granted,
thrown beside.

Tell stories,
never black,
nor white

What would,
you give,
my friend.

All we are,
pleasure
seeking,

All we are,
sight
seeing

All we are.
needs,
caring

All we are,
never
ending.
(c) 2011.8.12. would be my last poem in hellopoetry. thanks - jcjuatco
Jowlough Jul 2011
You're a hotshot,
straight from nowhere.
told the firsts,
Cheers, lies have no fare.

It's only you,
Said you are the best.
Thank you for taking part,
by doing the self-tests.

Because you're a self proclaimed pioneer,
Never a second best.
you're unique
just like everyone else.

Congratulations buddy,
For taking the time you got,
Job well done,
for keeping your mouth shut
(c) Kudos! - jcjuatco 7-25-11
Jowlough Jul 2011
A musician’s love
is unique and brave.
expressive, dug deep down,
any comparison cannot be made.

True by the heart,
as molded on his songs.
you’ll feel the honesty,
that blinding love can’t go wrong.

Anywhere in the world,
they are the best lovers.
just like a deep ocean,
an abundant giver.

you can never go wrong,
seeing the hurt inside their closet.
tears are hidden.
until they’ve found an outlet.

Honest as it can be,
Emotion runs like a massive energy.
affection so true,
letting go is never easy.

A musician’s love
is deep like a shallow sea.
is carved, not written,
is open but not so free.

disciples of their craft,
souls are here to love.
masters of artistry,
the passion is above.

above everything else,
He raises your wine.
Values every bit of you,
most especially your time.

shows more emotions,
dramatic and true,
A love that is burning,
the songs are like written clues.

A musician’s love
is never a fake feeling.
a true dedication,
is always what they’re needing.

Because you know there is no love,
like a musician’s soul can return.
when trust and passion is cemented,
A lost love is forever mourned
(c) 2011.7.26  - A musician’s love - jcjuatco
Jowlough Jul 2011
Isn't it funny when someone
gave a indirect grin,
not actual, but written on-screen.

When someone, reacts, boldly expresses.
get depicted by their cyber mess,
without cleaning their cases.

expand thy network, Make's ourselves classy,
but some emotional outbursts,
looks cheap and fancy

lovers thought, oh how solemn their toasts!
but ninety nine percent see,
that the intimacy was lost.

Cats and dogs fought in style and fashion,
their vocabularies enlightened
when they are in a mad mission

Wanted to express and hit a person.
masters of indirect strikers,
haters for all season.

Vices, come! trends easy as left and right.
Poser-murmurs  see those pouts.
Oh boy,  I just lost my appetite?
O
(c) 2011-7.20 jcjuatco - Going Social
Jowlough Jul 2011
mundong malupit,
napakadami **** bitbitin.
isa kang manlalakbay,
anong landas ang pipiliin?

pilit **** dinala,
ang bagaheng mabigat.
pagkat gusto **** makatulong,
sa abot ng iyong kaya.

kahit hindi sayo'y
minabuting dalin,
nang sa iyong kasamaha'y
na sa iyo ay binilin.

buhat **** bagahe,
di maikukubli.
isinama mo na ang bagahe ng iba,
magandang loob **** minabuti.

Malayo na ang narating,
ng pagod **** katawang hapo.
sa pag intindi mo,
sa mundong ikaw lagi ang balato

ngunit pagkatapos ng araw,
ang balikat mo'y halos mabali.
subalit ang puna parin ay sayo,
Ikaw pa ang siyang mali.

nang tayo ay dumating,
sa hating landas dapat pumili,
di sinasadyang salungat,
ang ninais na tahakin.

bitbit mo ang puso,
na iniintindi ang iba,
subalit may mga desisyong,
sa utak mo'y nakatalata.

Sila ay bulag,
sa kabutihang iyong dulot.
ngunit sila ay dilat sa kagamitang
nalaglag na hindi mo napulot.

Sila'y dilat sa iyong kakulangan,
di nakikita ang kabutihan ng puso.
di ka nagpapatinag
kahit ika'y napapaso

mundong malupit,
napakadami **** bitbitin.
isa kang manlalakbay,
anong landas ang pipiliin?
(c) Landas - 7172011 - jcjuatco
Jowlough Jun 2011
dwell inside our visions
like a black velvet night.
Shining upon me,
A pleasant sight.

Head filled with imagery,
circling upon delusions,
seeing you makes me sink,
in a soft cuddly cushion.

can you feel the spirit
knots our charisma intertwined.
When you realized
that true love is blind.

Shattered my beliefs
until you're in my arms,
Undying care
without bounds.

without any limits,
we have grown.
I Found my house,
I Rediscovered home.

You are the missing fragment,
that made myself complete,
The main reason
I smile, I breathe.
(c) Love - jcjuatco -6-26-11
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