The Road Known As Life

By Jeffrey Cejero

The Road Known As Life

The road known as life

Has many ups and downs

There are uphills

And sometimes, downhills.

The road known as life

May lead you to a direct path

But most of the time, 

It’s a long winding path.

The road known as life

Is traversable in all seasons

It’s open in spring, summer or autumn

And even in winter, life must go on.

The road known as life

Is not always made of perfect concrete

Sometimes, it’s a rough road and rocky

And there are times, it’s slippery and muddy

The road known as life

Is adorned with blades and thorns

You might even bitten by a snake 

Or a victim of a hit and run along your way.

The road known as life

Is also shining with opportunities

And at the end of the journey,

You could even give your brightest smile.

9/11/22

The Selfless Fire

By Jeffrey Cejero

Teachers are fire of the modern world.

They keep on shining for the learners to learn.

They brighten the potentials of these children

And selflessly shining for everyone’s future.

Teachers are fire, protecting their learners from coldness.

There are learners who are neglected and unloved.

Learners who are abandoned and orphaned,

And who crave for warmth and compassion.

Teachers are fire, protecting their learners from darkness .

They can easily give the learning needs of these children.

But teachers act beyond their teaching roles

They act as protectors of molested and abused angels.

Teachers are fire, selflessly shining in the dark

Their fire courageously faces the challenges of the world.

Even against strong wind and rain, their fire is inextinguishable.

Their fire provides light in the darkest night.

Teachers are fire, shining and warming not only the children in the school

But also to those people who haven’t set foot on this learning ground.

Children who are forced to work, old people who are struck by poverty-

They are also learners who are dearly served by these teachers.

Teachers are fire, selflessly serving not only the school

But the entire community where they belong.

Their fire is enough to affect a nation or the whole world

Because their legacy is etched in everyone’s heart.

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Credit to the owner of the picture

©Jeffrey Cejero

8/22/2021

5:00 pm

A JOURNEY IN SEARCH OF MEANING

By Jeffrey Cejero

Life is a precious gift from Almighty.

Worth is beyond a treasure chest of gold.

Treasure every moment, life is worthy.

Be happy and let the people behold

Your worth that only God could truly know.

Your life is priceless. It should go and grow.

Make your life meaningful and make each chance, 

Each opportunity, smile in radiance.

Life is a gift. Helping, serving, loving

And sharing are some passionate fragrance.

Life is a journey in search of meaning.

Life is always a rainbow of beauty.

Hanging in the sky, a smile to behold.

Smiling just after the clouds of misty.

A flourishing flower of marigold,

A smile of red, blue, orange, green, yellow

Including violet and indigo

Wearing all the colors of elegance.

Always wear your smile. Break any hindrance.

Life should always be full of cherishing 

To make our existence shine in brilliance.

Life is a journey in search of meaning.

Life grows like trees against adversity. 

Challenge the rain even if it is cold.

A small seed in a land of poverty,

Growing courageously and should be bold.

Drought, rain or any storm, the seed should grow.

Extreme heat of summer, storm brought by snow

Any adversity, life should advance.

Grow tall, sway with the raging wind and dance.

And time comes, sweet flowers are flourishing,

Fruits of success produced in abundance.

Life is a journey in search of meaning.

Life, a journey of opportunity.

We should be like birds, free not being hold.

Travel and see the whole world in beauty.

The mystery of life, try to unfold.

Go with the wind, ride on the wave and flow.

You can move like a turtle which is slow

But you can be a lighting with fast stance.

But do not forget to give assistance

To people who need love, help and caring.

Life should be like this, live with elegance.

Life is a journey in search of meaning.

Life is fire shining in eternity.

Shine in the dark and give warmth in the cold.

Burn pride and always show humility.

Serve the people, power should be controlled.

Be grateful, be friendly and say hello.

Do good every day. Kindness makes you glow.

Don’t hesitate to love. It’s a good chance.

Light life with love to show its full radiance.

Practicing these, life will be promising.

Life is fire, shine the world with your brilliance.

Life is a journey in search of meaning.

Life, a gift from God is a precious chance.

Just like a tree, life grows in abundance.

Wear rainbows whose smile is so refreshing.

Life is fire that should be burned in radiance.

Life is a journey in search of meaning.

©Jeffrey Cejero

9/27/2021

8:00 pm

Photo: Credit to Australian School of Herbal Medicine

TINY SEED

By Jeffrey Cejero

A tiny seed was blown away,

Breeze gently guided the seed.

Landed on barren land in bleed,

A tiny seed was blown away.

Breeze gently guided the seed.

Putting the seed on a barren land,

Scorching heat in the desert sand,

Breeze gently guided the seed.

Putting the seed on a barren land,

Rain came, allowing life to sprout

Leaves grew, bathed in sunshine of spout,

Putting the seed on a barren land.

Rain came, allowing life to sprout.

Years passed, the tiny seed became a tree.

Had flowers and fruits, life was glee and free.

Rain came, allowing life to sprout.

Years passed, the tiny seed became a tree.

Bore fruits, new seeds were born.

It is the hope of the smiling morn.

Years passed, the tiny seed became a tree.

Bore fruits, new seeds were born.

A tiny seed was blown away.

To find its life in a new way.

Bore fruits, new seeds were born.

                   

A tiny seed was blown away,

Breeze gently guided the seed.

Landed on barren land in bleed,

A tiny seed was blown away.

©Jeffrey Cejero

9/19/21

2:30 pm

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SEASONS of LOVE

By Jeffrey Cejero

Summer is showers of love in sunshine.

Autumn is epitome of love in red and gold.

Winter is glitters of love in a cold night.

Spring is wings of love that brings hope.

The sun shouts its radiance, shining the lands.

Birds are singing, flowers and trees are swaying.

Two hearts meet and bath in warm love.

Summer is showers of love in sunshine.

The sun begins to get colder, days are becoming shorter.

Sunset glows in spectacular hues, every leaf is a flower.

Two hearts madly in love, enjoying the vivid sight.

Autumn is epitome of love in red and gold.

Then the sun gives the shortest day, snow is everywhere.

The once warm love starts to get cold and bare.

Two hearts in love undergoing life challenges.

Winter is glitters of love in a cold night.

But the sun persists to shine, snow starts to melt.

Plants and grasses are showing life, animals are felt.

Two hearts deeply in love rising from the fall.

Spring is wings of love that brings hope.

Picture: google

©Jeffrey Cejero

9/15/2021

9:00pm

Inspired from the poem of Ms Ester Vargas "Seasons of Life"

CHOOSING THE RIGHT WORDS

By Jeffrey Cejero

A poem is a rainbow painted in the sky

With its colorful smile hanging up high.

Like fire, a poem is warm and shining.

Like a firefly that's glowing in the evening.

A poem is made from thousands of bees,

Sweetest words of honey buzzing in trees.

Its words are as fragrant as the wildflowers

Where birds are singing and cascading in showers.

…..

A poem connects all the spaces

Unifying the universe in all places.

It has the power traversing time

Connecting any point in rhyme.

A poem is as many as the twinkling stars,

As mysterious as the glorious red Mars.

Its words are so powerful like the Big Bang

While the black hole fang starts to clang.

…..

Just like seasons, a poem should make you wonder to ponder,

Whizzing, whishing the autumn, winter, spring and summer.

A poem must be everyone’s favorite chocolate.

Dripping, dropping, drinking in a faucet.

A poem is the best medicine that cures a heart in pain.

Anyone can be healed that even science can’t explain.

To write a poem, one must choose the right words.

It's a golden rule in all poetry worlds.

Photo credit: google

©Jeffrey Cejero

8/29/2021

4:40 pm

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THE SHADOW OF YESTERDAY

Today’s battle is about to end

And time for my soul to mend.

My body worked the whole day

To forget the shadow of yesterday.

As the wings of the night started to creep,

Sadness in my heart submerged in the deep.

I peacefully watched the magnificent sky.

Cottons of gold and tangerine float high.

The birds are fairies of pure joy

As they fly high, invading to deploy.

The tiredness and sadness in my heart

Are dispersed in the air and began to part.

The sea is the mirror of the sky,

Showing its beauty to a passerby.

Sending its waves to the shores

Creating melodious music as it roars.

I sat on the shore and started reminiscing the past.

Sweet beautiful memories, how I wish it would last.

Her smiles, beauty and scent are left on this place.

The dusk, the sea and the sky,  I can see her face.

The birds are singing their best goodnight.

The cold grains of sand are stars bringing light.

The breeze made the sound of the leaves rustling.

The island is my heart where it keeps on beating.

This dusk is my only and lovely lady.

She treated me as her precious baby.

Because tonight, her embracing soothing darkness

Promises a new day that will fill my emptiness.

Photo credit: google

©Jeffrey Cejero

08/13/21

11:40 pm

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