THE PRINCESS OF MANILA

Somewhere in Asia, lives the Princess of Manila

She dwells in the sovereign Palace

Alone but waiting for her lover

She sat by a window made of gold

In her scintillating and beautiful robe

She was waiting with a radiating face

With eyes that narrate the story of love

She kept looking outside

Impatience drowned her soul to tears

She said: where are you, my heart?

But ‘my heart’ could not respond to her

She added: Where are you, my love?

But ‘my love’ could not hear her voice

A river of sadness started flowing

From the heart of the Princess of Manila

When the night fell, she was still waiting

Enraged, she ripped her robe apart

Suddenly a messenger bird knocked the window

It brought a paper from the prince

The paper says: I am almost there my love

She read it and shouted: My love is coming! He is coming!

She then started smiling like a child
And fell back on the bed out of excitement
She called her maid with a tender voice
She shouted again: My love is coming! He is coming!
And then the princess of Manila continued to wait

This is the story of the Princess of Manila

BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT

(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)

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NOT A LONER

Even when everything is still Know that I am always nearby A part of me is for you to fill You are someone who I can't deny Please,don't say you are alone I am with you in the darkest night Don't think your life is monotone Cause everyday you are my reviving light Come close under my wing There's comfort there for you If you want me quiet,I won't say a thing It could be different if it's me and you Open your door and turn on the lamp Let's enjoy our most lovable wine Let me cherish you like a little lamb For you are precious golden mine Don't weep if the world doesn't want you I am here with you,I will still call you boo Maybe for you it feels like there's no one But you count on me,I am still around I can dance with you even if I'm not the best I can give you joke to stimulate laughter And strengthen your heart during the tests I can be the one that makes you a believer So, don't feel like you are a loner Sto

Truth

Some ask , some answer Some don't ask , some don't answer But why ? Why do we do or do not ? Why do we seek or seek not ? The old man is searching for a purpose The young man is looking for a reason to act But the wise discerns and relentlessly thinks But why ? It seems like the answer is on the tip of your tongue It might be that you can hear it from the melodious voice of the choir It might be that you already knew it all along But why people keep confusing me ? This world is too loud I'm tired of you and you and you ! I think I knew it all along Here's the answer It is near Here's he standing on the clouds with truth and retribution Witness the power of truth by John Mayer Charmant This poem shall not be republished under any other name besides the author's name mentioned herein

Queen Irma

What happened to me? I don't know what happened to me Yet I am here looking at her majesty I am here listening to her voice of melody She is holding my heart like a microphone And playing my mind like a xylophone She sings words of love The lyrics fly in my sky like a dove They say : "Reign over my kingdom,baby Reign , for in my kingdom thou are mighty wreck , wreck the intruding enemy Lead my army to impressive victory Make all rebels bow before thee Reign , reign over my kingdom, baby." What happened to me? I don't know what happened to me Yet I am here looking at her sovereignty She holds my heart like a scepter A scepter of love and verity This is my dear queen Where art thou, my queen? by John Mayer Charmant This poem shall not be republished under any other name besides the author's name mentioned herein

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