The Poet

Photo from Philippines Star - Young Star edition

One of the many hats that Pinuno wears at times is that of a poet. A testament to his genius mind and love for literary arts. Though it has always been evident in the songs he wrote that he has a penchant for wordplay and artfully crafted metaphors, knowing that he also writes poems is mindblowing. Unlike songwriting, poetry requires a wide range of vocabulary, especially for your chosen language.

Repetition, lack of finesse, and elegance in the words used could dampen what could have been a great piece.

Pablo's mind works differently than most people's. He has a view of the world that is unknown to many yet it still fascinates us. The way he forms his thoughts and how his mind bleeds into a serene flow of thoughts that can capture not just the hearts, but even the minds of many people is incredible. Here are three of his written poems that he shared with the public in the past.

From SB19 Philippines' official Facebook account

This could easily be one of the most beautiful pieces ever written. A mother's love has no boundary, limitation, or ending, and it is arguably the most powerful thing in this world. If there's one thing that could overpower a mother's love, it's the demons in a mother's mind. Mental health is not talked about as much as we could hope. There is not enough awareness to help us see the signs, and well,

we normally ignore the signs when we see them.

From SB19 Philippines' official Facebook account

While we desire true love, we must admit that oftentimes, we self-sabotage. Despite all our efforts to change and become a better version of ourselves, there will always be a point in our lives when we will end up hurting those we love the most. It could be because of selfishness, foolishness, or simple stupidity, still, we've all been there. Quiet frankly, we will probably experience it a few times more in our lifetime.

From SB19 Philippines' official Facebook account

For writers of any sort, writer's block is the worst possible experience. Sitting in front of a computer or laptop, or holding a pen and notebook, staring blankly with nothing coming out no matter how much you focus. It feels like a void inside of you that keeps growing until it consumes you. An abyss so dark, that you would be terrified to get lost in. Every writer out there surely has gone through similar situations and would do everything not to have to go through it again.

How can one man capture so much truth and reality and be able to turn it into something so unreal? Truly, Pablo is a brilliant man, with so many weapons in his arsenal.