A faith we fancy is that freedom is fabricated and forged for us by our forefathers who fought and forced their foes to forfeit their feud. They fended fiercely and defended fearlessly a fictionalized fact, freedom, filtered with fire and flame. A few fell to be famed fellows of the future while a fraction of the fraternity are farewelled faceless.
All those frigid flashback brought-forth what we framed and fantasized as freewill and forbade freaks to falsify our fascination.
It all falters as we fathom that freedom didn't fade ,but w/o a fons-et-ergo, a foolish fairytale foretold for us to falsely follow a formula for the foremen to fortify the fake façade of freedom while we flounder and they float.
And if we flush and fracture their folderol, we are flagged as flagitious, frauds and fellons.
For the feasibility of freedom is a mere ****** Fuckery to **** us.
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 12:02 PM UTC
She smiles like a cat in a garden
A stare to the eye, keeps me flyin'
Sweet voice like a fairy singin'
Soft touch of her hands, How I wished this would never end
With the glimpse of her face, worth a thousand roses
Warm look like the divine ghost is
Just the way she spread her wings and fly
Takes my heart with her up and high
Makes me wild, Free, like a falcon in the sky
Yet, All this things happen within a blink of an eye
But every single second is a memory of a moment I'll cherish
In my heart, this memories will never vanish
How lucky is the knight that comes with a golden armor
He sings a song, melody of a victor
With swords and shield, meant to be a saviour
He grabbed the lovely maiden and showed romance more
They rode up the hill with artificially fragrant love
But I just watched, a gold coated cage, entered by a pure dove.
While I sit alone in this sorrowful grassland
With no one else, just the sun as a friend
She came back with a bleeding hand
And told me, crying, "He's not my man"
I turned back with a confused head
"Yes! He is", I jealously said
"No, He's not" with tears on her eye
"You're the one" she gave a reply
My heartbeat raced, it could make me die
Yet, I answered her with an outright but a bitter lie
"He is your man, He is your knight"
"I'll just be your moon, watching you at night"
Her tears touched the ground and so as her knees
The demons were happy, they were having a feast
I lifted her up and tried to deafeat the beast
with nothing but love as an armor and passion as fist
The word we spoke were like the summer wind hushing
I heard nothing, She bled and I watched her dying
It was too late for me, for everything
The wound of her soul just can't stop bleeding
All those love can't just turn to nothing
All those scenes left me alone and crying
I kissed her for the first time and that would've meant goodbye
Kissed her and whispered, I'll meet you soon, after I die
The bleeding stopped and her pale dry lips turned red
"True love, true love, true love" she silently said
"I felt true love only when I was dead"
She continued "I know it's you, in your heart I read"
Again, her wings turned white and bright
As we headed to the light through the sunshine of the night
As she held me with her love so warm
She embraced me with her loving arm
Those are the times when I felt away from harm
When I looked down, I saw where we came from, that old farm
I saw a couple, DEAD! Next to each other
I saw two lifeless body, but together forever
Sep 28, 2012
Sep 28, 2012 at 2:58 PM UTC
There’s a drum set in my room. Just beside my bed.
I have 4 pairs of sticks; one has a broken head.
The cat is roaming around, finding a place to sleep.
He plays around with my blanket. Needling it with his feet.
A bottle of beer, half empty, half full.
Another half drank bottle of wine, a commodity of a fool.
A ***** ashtray in the table and a cigarette between my fingers.
Just right between my pinky and the ring, where it putridly lingers.
No one’s playing the drums, yet the silence is deafening
The broken stick head is still on the ground, where it fell from breaking.
The cat now quietly resting, just licked his nose after yawning.
His name is Sae, the syllable I say in a high pitch when I call him.
The beer is now quarter full, around hundred fifty milliliters
It’s 750 if full, but empty when touched by drinkers
The ashtray, dozen of butts, ***** of ashes
The loneliness, the silence, an evidence, a witness.
It’s just another night of my life, my joy, my agony
They said young life was fun, not for me.
I have no job, I have no partner, I have no money.
And just to make it worse, my father was taken away from me.
Now, I’m alone, though I still have family.
One from my father, another from my mother and a brother younger than me.
I’m not complaining about anything, I love my life and I live it too.
A philosophy of mine, ‘if you love love, love has got to love you.’
Even if love loves me, fate has other plan planned for me.
An invisible web of thread hidden from me.
Though it would be easier if I knew where I should go.
And not think of excuses and impromptu responses once the troubles grow.
I see the Sae staring at me, his eyes mildly close, but looking at me.
He wants to sleep but still waiting for me.
If only it was that easy, that one can sleep and forget everything.
A beer and a cigarette and every problem would be nothing.
A potion, a smoke couldn’t change anything, nothing at all.
But helps you forget the times fate made you crawl.
It would only give music for a silent night but noise for the trouble.
Lets you sleep, but wake up in the morning with the trouble doubled.
Fate, oh fate. If beer, smoke, music and Sae could only convince you.
That I’m young and senseless, would you make it easier for a fool.
If only the silence bear music, the beer give solutions,
the smoke give predictions, and Sae tell me that in fate, there’s no absolutions.
Apr 3, 2012
Apr 3, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
There's this boy that didn't know
Which is the right path to go
He just went wherever the wind blows
Knocking on full shut doors
There's this girl in the city
I would say she's pretty pretty
She loves playing with her dolly
Everything in her life was just jolly
This Boy, no matter what path he chose
is unsure for his guts always opposed
But wherever he points his nose
is the direction of his toes
While the girl in the city was happy
With her friends and her family
Everyday was like a party
Her pockets always full of candy
No one knew what fate would bring for this two
Neither fate knew nothing too
So, the boy went on wherever the river flows
Wherever the autumn leaf goes
He went to the direction of the winter snow
And just went whichever path fate shows
The little girl is now a lady,
And yes, she's still pretty
But now it's a pity
She's starting to feel lonely
The boy is getting older as his confusion starts to grow
But ALAS! He found a place that always glow
The city, where life is fast but love is slow
He thought "I'll be here if this is what fate bestowed"
Now, on the city street was the pretty lady
All eyes on her, some went crazy
She walked quite unsteady
If she knew what fate would bring, she would be ready
The sun rose from the east and the wind blew west
The boy was tired and was looking for rest
He sat down and relaxed his chest
When a lady passed by, He came from being stressed to impressed
The lady saw him sitting on the sidewalk
The boy was stunned, too stunned to talk
With his rugged shirt, he felt bit of electric shock
When the lady looked at her...
and tripped on a rock
He couldn't stop laughing, he started crying
The lady got up and next thing the guy saw was a high heeled shoe approaching
And that is how the boy lost his sight of seeing
Now, he couldn't literally know where he is going
The End.
Jan 29, 2012
Jan 29, 2012 at 7:27 AM UTC
Bravely Burn Barbaric Books of Belief Belonging to Bad Bigots to Become the Bearer of the Bright-less Broken Banners of Both and Between Bruised and Betrayed Beleaguered Borders to Begin Benevolence Before the Beings Below Be Benumbed and go Berserk for Bloodshed .
Boldly Bestow the Blessing of Brotherhood to the Blind and Brutal Blood Beasts and the Bound Brethren of Brazen Ballads.
For a Bare Bundle of Burnt Books can Barricade a Braced Battalion of Bayonets, Block Beyond Billions of Battle Blades, Buffer a Bunch of Big Booming Bullets, Backfire Boorish Ballistae of Bribery and Bury the Barmy Bastard's Baleful Brusque Breathes that Brings Back the Bedeviled Beacon of Blame.
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 8:11 AM UTC
Another night, another beer for the lonely
Cigarette in my left, Night is chilly
If only, I could take you with me
Candle lit, white roses and a glass of chablis
Another stick of Winston, another puff for the restless
A pack on my pocket, Song would be pointless
If only you could take me out of this mess
All will be good, things will get better, we'll have the best
Another poem, Another worthless message
You in my mind, I'm just another page
If only you and me could be in Cupid's stage
I won't mind, be it in cell or in a cage
Jan 27, 2011
Jan 27, 2011 at 8:39 PM UTC
Innocence is beauty, Innocence is rare;
Innocence is a wonderful thing to share.
Innocence is graceful, Innocence is elegant;
Innocence is the enchanting music the angels chant.
Innocence is what makes an adult from a child,
Innocence is where we came from before going wild.
Innocence is carefree and is not confined;
Innocence is sin-free, heart, body and mind.
Innocence is not ignorance nor naive,
Innocence is true and shouldn't be deceived.
Innocence is honesty, pure and white.
Innocence is unstained, the light of the night.
Innocence is worthless once it is gone,
Innocence is a gift given by One to one.
Innocence is cared for and cherished,
Innocence once given will fade away and perish.
Innocence is a treasure indescribable by literature,
Innocence is a word out of art and science, past or future.
Innocence is love, or so we thought before;
When innocence was with someone we don't even know anymore...
Jan 25, 2011
Jan 25, 2011 at 8:06 AM UTC
You make me happy, ecstatic, high.
But you don't know it, Neither do I, Why?
You've seen me, I look at you, Cry.
Talked to you, "Hello", No reply-Bye.
You inspire me, sing songs, write.
You're unaware, Looking left, I'm on your right.
I hear music when I look at you, Notes, Melody;
I look at you-Love, You look at me-Nobody.
I want to tell you how I feel, In-love, Scared.
Give you my heart, take yours, Love, Shared.
Make you feel wanted, Protected, Cared,
Warm, Loved, paired.
But then...
You make me lifeless, Breathless, Dead.
I've already shown you, more or less, said.
But you don't see it, still unfelt, hidden.
Or you just ignore it, leave me, broken
Jan 24, 2011
Jan 24, 2011 at 7:16 PM UTC
Hey baby, are you still up, I wanna tell something
There's this feeling, keep on coming, I wanna let go and stop pretending
You see, I love being around, with ya by my side
When we dine, then we roll and we ride
But I don't see the warmth of your smile no more
Not feelin same love I've been having before
I'm not sendin ya out of the door
It's just you're my star no more
When I'm all alone and you call on my phone
I answer it but am not talkin on my own
You see, I'm doing this for us not to get a lotta hurt
You a fine lady, I don't want ya to get hurt
I may love you, that's why I want you to have the best
That's not me, I'm just a guy like the rest
Not as rich as bill, Not as pretty like Apollo
I don't wear a suit, just an old sweaty polo
I don't see us living together tomorrow
I wanna see you happy though even if it'll bring me sorrow
To break ya heart is not my intention
To let ya go is a **** hard decision
You're a **** good girl, that's hard to forget
Leavin ya is the **** i will soon regret
But honey, it's not workin out, I know you know it
I'm not happy no more, I hope you saw it
You've taught me how to love and how to show it
Hope I made ya happy for never again will I do it
Baby girl, forgive me for what I'm doin
Ain't doin' this for nothin', you'll know tomorrow morning
And I don't want to say goodbye, Don't want any tears from ya eye
Never again will you cry, Just think that the blame is all mine
This is a tough time for me, ***
Forgive me for what I've done
Tomorrow morning, you won't see me lying in this bed
I'm going away, to somewhere high and quiet instead
Though I'll be leaving, don't go on believing
In ya mem'ry, In ya heart, Hope I'll be living.
Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 8:30 AM UTC
I've been looking for perfection, beauty, elegance,
I thought I had it all; love, passion and romance.
But my confidence runs out whenever I see her
I start to shake, to fear, to stutter
Now, I'm forced to choose between two roads
To dream that I'm his prince or to face that I'm just a toad
To go on dreaming of her with me in a perfect garden
Or to just forget her, face reality, and keep my heart broken
I've entrusted my chances to fate
Never stepped up to ask her for a date
But now, all I'm waiting is for a chance, though a million to one
A chance to talk to her, do what should've been done
A chance for her to know me, feel me, or at least talk to me
A chance for me to show her, give her the love I'll set free
I've been playing safe for far too long
Thinking stakes were too high if I played my hand wrong
But nothing ever happened bluffing
Staying silent, looking at her, pretending
I've been putting it in codes she won't even notice
But I know, I'll be the happiest man, if in a way, she reads this
**Silence, Play-safe, Fear-ENOUGH!
It's time to face it all and take that road no matter how rough
Last time I checked, I had nothing else to lose
Venus, Oh my beautiful Venus
I offer you my everything, my all
And Everything I will have, my life, my soul.**
Sep 29, 2010
Sep 29, 2010 at 8:29 AM UTC