Ian Jay Bantilan

Ian Jay Bantilan Poems

A Tribute to Timoteo Guintos

He braves his way into the foliage,
With blade he clears a prickly cogon path
...

A coffee a day will keep awake,
The man whose heavy eyes wont wait.
With opened mind you pay your bill;
without losing money in a careless will.
...

I walk through streets of heavy rain
Stride a tip-toe on the Street Lane
I feel a Gush of mist that blew my cheek
As drops of water start to leak.
...

Dried from Exhaustion
Lost in the Translation
Confused in the Submission
Expectant in completion
...

Little brown princess had a dinner
where she was happy to eat some oysters (talaba)
A little booze, of apple flavored brew
While quietly she savored her food.
...

Life is but a theater; we have our own stage
As each moment start, we turn a new page,
Some will be given their lines for the script
While others will choose their own part to portray
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“Behold, children are a gift from the Lord
The fruit of the womb is a reward
Like arrows in the hands of a Warrior
are children born in the prime of one’s youth...”
...

Every leaf is green again
In the court of my backyard.
I can feel the gentle wind;
It’s faintest message from afar.
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Written for the late Guilerma Flor Lubrico.

She was always Graceous.
She was never loud, always humble
...

Her name is Lourdes
She was born of a Painter,
and the only child of my Grandmother
The Pride of Timoteo (My Grandfather)
...

He ran his building down so quickly,
Upon the gleaming steel elevators
His eager heart pounding loudly
Like drumbeats of African lore
...

I woke up from my bed today
I think i saw a pleasant dream,
It was 'bit hazy, I could say,
But for the loveliest girl i've ever seen
...

Jessa Aguila's Bday

She is a Happy little funnu bunch,
With a wink, she's very tender and loves the coffee mug
...

A journey of a young architect to discover the town of Catarman 2004


I packed my bag while it was dark
...

She looks at her watch
Its quarter after six
There isn't to do much
Long hours to make you sick
...

Amazing how good the time we have,
When we are together,
...

She lays there, silent
Though I know she'd usually be loud
She looks intently at the crowd,
Much to her amazement
...

Ian Jay Bantilan Biography

Arch. Ian Jay G. Bantilan He was born on 2nd of January 1979, in Bacolod in Philippines. His father is an Accountant-Lawyer and his mother is a banker. He studied in University of Saint La Salle for elementary and secondary education. His teachers motivated him to read and appreciate literature. He went to Manila to study architecture in 1996 and there he got exposed to a wider feild of written works. He studied in the University of Santo Tomas. He also does painting and drawing in his free time. He gained his Architectural Proffesional License and wrote the Rites of Passage to commemorate this wonderful Occasion. You may contact him through ibantilan@yahoo.com or ianjayb@gmail.com)

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Eulogy For An Artist

A Tribute to Timoteo Guintos

He braves his way into the foliage,
With blade he clears a prickly cogon path
He looks intently for vital scenery
And angles to find the perfect match.

My Grandfather was a hero.
He drew logistics for the Yanks
He paint'd scen'ry in war-torn Negros
To free the Phil'ppines from the Japs

My grandfather was an artist.
A mark from his golden hand is priceless
He was famous for his portraits.
Far and Wide, great men come to him for this.

My grandfather was a violinist.
His del'cate passions kept him boundless.
All strong emotions of him sings
From gentle strokes of his strings

My grandfather was a godly man
He taught my mother Whom to fear
He brought his fam'ly with strong hands
To God he called them to be near.

My grandfater was a Brave man.
He knew how to lead the way.
There to guide and protect us.
That he would fight f'r-us all the way.

My heart grieves for you my Lolo.
A legacy so great should at last be lost.
My soul aches for it to remember
The love you've shown us with great cost.
My heart's prayer is that, for you
And I, will see each other soon.
At the other end of our life's journey
From which unspoken glories awaits you.

And the God that you so fervently believe
Will lead you into His Eternal Dwelling.

Good bye Lolo Timok. We will all miss you.

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