Here where I built my name
My success my failure my pain
In an island where my dreams were built and perished
Pre-law studies public admin masteral
Collegiate debates amateur mountaineering
Freelance photography Christian brotherhood
Constitutional advocates neutral ideologist
impulsive emotions and human lust
Painful to look back
The idealism the struggle
The hunger and the lust
The lust that slaved my flesh
With horrible love
An erotic love
From suicidal woman’s heart
I can still hear her scream
Longing to captive my brain
To capture my name
I escaped empty
Goodbye beautiful queen city
Of the south
Goodbye dreams and pride
Now I keep on swallowing temporary defeats
there is no joy without pain...soar high as the kite does against the wind.experience makes us strong and firm.let's learn to accept defeat and try our best to achieve our dreams.
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i like this poem jet... sounds like my past life... yes your mom is defenitely correct i like her comment to you too, i think its true we cannot taste the sweetness of success without the bitterness of sacrifices..im so sorry for what happend before jet, the pain that i've been through long time ago was been a really big help for me in facing strongly the challenges and prolems in life..by the way thank you soo much, you made me a very strong person.. without that happend i dont have a wonderfull life right now..i salute you for what you've had accomplish in your life.. thanks again jet...