In all myriad of possible chances,
On how unlikely you’ve been
To discover such obscure place
Deep under the thick cesspool of trolls
Among the unprolific and the ubiquitous
The unpopular and the nonsensical
It was no accident that you are here
My frozen heart and soul touches
The blazing hearts of the reader
With feeble voice and shortened range –
A despaired mind filled with genial thought
Of self-righteousness and self-absorption
With one pang from your seething soul
Shall grant me benign eternal fire
That shall thaw my frozen heart
With your burning endeavor
From your responses and flattery
That seems belittled but precious
To the forsaken poet
and his chilling poesy
of grave nothingness
and haunting vanity.
Hey, I’m Janus and I am and will ever be the only user of this unpopular blog. I wholeheartedly list all my radical thoughts that is actually eclectic: if something comes out from my mind, then I form it into poetry, and with benevolence I share it to you.
English is unfortunately not my mother language. I was born on a bilingual country called Philippines, and up until now, I’m still here. I have learned English on our education system that has English subject for 10 whole hefty years. I am not fluent in speaking the language nor talked to any English-speaking native personally, though I have a good command in English, and I can communicate easily with it.
Writing poetry and musings is my hobby and possibly (as I truly long) my passion.
I consider myself as a hollow vessel. The essence within me, I cannot find, the purpose of my life is disputed. I am turbulent, absurd and utterly nothing. Only the abstract, which is possibly the essence that is currently latent of value.