James Callos Jordan

To be a teacher,
That’s what I want to be.

To impart knowledge,
...

He wields a sharp blade to make his craft,
Not to kill but to give people life.
A sheet of cloth he wraps around his waist,
And a tall pleated hat he wears with pride.
...

'Cheaters never win'
Yes a true saying;
But 'winners never cheat'
Is of a false premise.
...

A dance that launched my thousand ship of love

To the island of your heart
...

Playing a guitar you have to strum its strings,
Making excellent or terrible melody,
But which ever you play one thing remains the same;
The aches and pain from your fingers.
...

A missing piece of him was lost;
Been wondering for 6 years.
And the other half forgot
That this part of him was missing.
...

His hands are tainted with crimson mess,
For he did things that no one could do.
Who ever is laid down in front of him,
He slaughters without mercy; he cut slashes and hacks,
...

Underneath the Santol tree I laid,
Staring at the dark blue sky,
Waiting for that magic to happen,
Of the moon to share its shine.
...

The late afternoon sky sympathize,
With your tears and disappointments;
As one heart melted with contrition,
Wish for something to return your smiles.
...

Their poison that is sweet in taste,
Takes advantage of my ignorance.
Deceives me, plays me then kills me,
Like a sheep ending up food for the wolves.
...

Hurting sensations,
Crowd the mass in me;
An unstoppable torment,
On my fragile body.
...

An empty vessel,
Bursting with emotions;
Being alone with questions,
Which are missing an answer
...

Wake up...
The sun's shining bright.

Good morning!
...

Starting up the fire
And setting on the pot.

Pouring some water
...

Doubt spoke to me
And said “You couldn’t do anything”

I stood up and disagree
...

Tick, tock, tick, tock…
Time’s ticking away;
Now becomes the past
Tomorrow’s becomes today.
...

Five steps from here,
In profound darkness;
Enveloped with shades of black,
I see a soft beacon of light.
...

How love could deceive people
Makes me feel jittery.

Falling in love with a person
...

Early in the morning,
My mind dances in rhyme;
Thinking of something fine,
Something to expel this time.
...

Staring at the children,
Playing blissfully around the Nara tree;
Reminds me of the lost memories,
Of my childhood history.
...