and Other Love Poems

by Maitreya


The Fairy's Touch

Love Moves On

Sentimental Calling

Fancy the Minstrel


Summer Interlude

Hope Eternal

Sweet Endearment

First Love Never Dies


Love's Eternal Spring


Love After

Our Song

Love's Better Left Undone



Still the Beholder

Sweet Nothings


Another Proof of Alien Longevity  New!

How to Look for UFOs  New!

Deeper Insight  New!

My First Trip to Visayas  New!

Close Encounters with UFOs

Alien Longevity - The Key to the Fountain of Youth

Alien Matters - Are Wormholes the Gateway of Aliens?

Alien Matters - Date with an Alien Girl

Alien Matters - Interviewed by an Alien

Alien Matters - Riding in an Alien-Modified Jeepney

Alien Matters

How to Develop Intuition

Is Love forever?

The Unfinished Business(es) of Self-destruction

The Relationship Between Wisdom_and_Nirvana

A Beginner's Guide to Expressive Thinking

Is There an Obstacle to Clear Thinking?

One Step to Higher I.Q.

How to Solve Problems Using Your Subconscious

Understanding How We Think Leads to Happiness

How to Improve Memory with a Simple Technique

New Approach to Flood Control

The Philippines 50 Years Hence

Gentlemen Prefer Conservatives

We Must Build Ships

A Cheap and Lasting Solution to Improve the Quality of Our Public Education

2 Words to Keep Your Man Happy

Love, Devotion and Surrender

The Case for Using English in Public Schools

Ten Quotations to Get you in
the Mood

Do We Need Another Hero?

No Vacancy

The Filipino's Character According to the Stars

Karma and Employee Motivation

Easing the Transition from Life to Death

Do You Want to Donate Your Body Parts?

What is Forgiveness?

Being and Forgiveness

Heaven Divided

Modified Religion by Maitreya

Fancy the Minstrel and Other Love Poems

About the Author

and Other Love Poems


Jose Antonio Cangco

Every time you gave me your smile,
I remember when I was young,
I would always sit near the aisle
And listen to the hymns you sang;
Melodies would play in my ear
While waiting underneath a tree,
Wishing at Christmas you'd be near
To sing carols in rounds of three.
My mother said that you are nice,
And that you're welcome anytime,
I ran back to invite you twice -
For Christmas and on New Year's prime.
Spring, of course, you were gone to school,
Leaving me so sad and alone,
Even prayed to hear the sounds of yule,
Three months before you'd be home in June.
Now, when you smile at me I'm sure,
The songs of many summers past,
Were then but a full overture
Of a love we did not know would last.

Copyright by the Author

(Printed from Gulf Weekly, 3-21-97)

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