John Hazon Palen
Biography of John Hazon Palen
I started hearing songs which first introduced me to poetry as well when I was five.. Then my father bought us this small book of poetry when I was then a fourth-grader.
I love singing, too. But it wasn't given any focused attention because my mom wants us to have a bright future by focusing on our studies.. well, in modesty aside, I always achieved top rank honors in school and competitions, as well. My intense desire to compose poems burned brighter when I happened to get wonderstruck by a Superstar..
I think I was also influenced by my mama who, with her soft, warm touches, speak words in an amazing way. My papa, he's just the greatest living hero that ever was.
Anyone could have his works published, and eventually earn some money. Yes, right? But the way more important thing is when you're inspiring other people. I hope I can inspire others thru my works.; ')
John Hazon Palen's Works:
I have no published books yet, but I do want to have any!
I joined wattpad.com, guys, on July 19,2013 and I would really appreciate it if you would take time to visit and read my works created with emotions. Here is a link for you to try:
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John Hazon Palen Poems
I am on the passenger side, Daydreaming to the sky The day's bright and full of life.. then In a mile, I caught your sight
- Original Composition of Bertha Adams Backus - Build for yourself a strong box, Fashion each part with care; Put all your troubles there; Hide there all thought of your failures,
Summer after high school, I recall You're beautiful, my eyes rolled The time we met by the low sunset, All things in life then went great
I miss our firefly-catching days Fighting dragons for us were games Wish I could go back then and stay But all i can do for now is pray
I asked God for strength, that I ...might achieve I was made weak, that I might learn ...humbly to obey...
My Most Important Things
You don't mean everything to me anymore Not like the way it was ever before Talk to the tears dropping on the floor And tell me what you find and what's it for.
Somewhere In Southern Leyte
Somewhere in Southern Leyte Where a happy family stays, They're there for more than decade; Love in between can't fade.
Certainly Not Low Me
The air's light while moon shines bright. I'm quite fine tonight. Suddenly, things ain't they seemed. Lights around gleam dim.
You with the sad eyes don't be discouraged oh I realize it's hard to take courage
In This Year's Lent
The story starts while summer, When I got back here. I used to be having fears; Now it's crystal-clear…
The rain outside now hides the stars. This evening's in stark. It's quite heavy atmosphere, How I wish you're here.
Through Life's Challenge
The way's hard thru seas with playful waves. It's like you can't be any brave. Everything around slows your pace, But this poem's made to give you faith.
You Should'Ve Known (Half-Told Story Of ...
Back then you swore this stage was your place. But now you wish to make days change, Her name's in each of your journal's page; The night you danced haunts you always...
Never A Clean Break
(This poem is from my dear friend's experience with her ex-boyfriend about their break-up, and she asked me to make a poem about it. She admits that her days were empty and incomplete without him although the love in between them seemed too lost to find again.) In the heat of the fight, I walked away No use defending words you'd never say
To Ms. Congeniality
You're still young, bright, innocent
He's unworthy, liar, impenitent
You cry without argument
though hurts to you went
Like a penny in the rain you've been
Out from his pocket you're sent
You gave love like extra change
But all it gave back was pain