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Jul 2019 · 79
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migayle ocuaman Jul 2019
no words can express the agony
of your cruelest deception
all your words are mere fantasy
believing each passionate affection

you shattered what trust i gave
I fell for your lavish charm
blind senseless by a well-versed knave
voicelessly harmed under the storm

when will I ever learn?
that you were never mine
your tricks have lured me to burn
to squander in shame and decline  

I'm not so naive to be played
I have seen strangers around you
I hear how you whisper those words
you have lusciously once said to me

Heaven forbid you make a fool
out of the one who loved you
yet you have torn it all apart
you forfeit all rights to my heart

I’m burning the memories
and those that might redeemed you
Don't step towards my direction
Your reasons and comforts are meaningless

I'm leave nothing more than this words
You can stand there if you want
Scream or be silent i couldn't careless
I have stayed longer than I should
Jul 2019 · 66
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migayle ocuaman Jul 2019
I imagine the thoughts of death so much
It feels as though they were of a distant memory
Fiddling with my past glory leaving behind my legacy
Impulsively charging to the end upholding my chivalry
A visionary dying for a dream that was revolutionary  
I was dying for greatness, dying to be part of history
Now that I lay dying I forgot how to truly live in own my stories
the sun has risen and cleared the mist morning has begun
flames upon candles flicker out and I too shall soon be gone
The world was my garden it was wide enough for me
I have sown the seeds of my limits and that of my victories
I have written songs to be sang to the nation I was born to revelry
Blood I have offered and shed yet never to hear such sweet symphonies
with a burning bleeding desire I threw myself pursuit
Laying a strong foundation enough to pass it on to you
Yet I was always occupied fearing the loss of time
I ask if I have I spent them well and wise, haven’t I?
I was too young and blind to see those I love had put aside
I would've known better than to think nothing of my honor and pride
Now I shall be buried deep in the past of yesteryear's antiquity
I see glimpses of my comrades waving and waiting on the other side
Calling me to join the tranquil paradise waiting to be reunified
I ask how to say good-bye take your time they calmly replied
We are all waiting no need to haste as they stand jovially reside
Memories of our youths that once chant and drank to good health and liberty
I raise my arms and cry out to freedoms grand infinity
I hear ringing of bells it golden melody melts
I am fated to fade away as snow is to spring
My time is up death is calling me to rise up to its cold embrace
Eager to guide and cross the line to which I am still anxiously afraid
Am I a hero or a villain? Am I a slave or a freeman?
Have I risen above as of both sinner and saint?
I am but a man filled with mistakes and talents to show
How will you remember me or would you forget me so
The seeds I planted I shall never see them blossom and grow
This shall be my testament my gravestone that I have sown
and to those who still breathe my name
keep that of my memory me embers a flame
I have fired my shot I have aimed it above the heavens high
its gunfire echoes loud so all may hear I have taken and did my time
I wish I could have done even more but I know you could do better
I leave this note to you in a world of grim call your courage in this letter
The world was my garden it is yours to keep and let it be known
That this world was wide enough for all to tend and own
Jul 2019 · 124
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migayle ocuaman Jul 2019
We envisioned of a promising start
Still we dream in the dark most part
The game we play is that of chess
Pieces we sacrifice is light on the chest

You see time in memorial politics here always aim
To support and oppress the poor all the same
No matter what side left or right its a shame
To stay on top of the scandalous political game
Jul 2019 · 221
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migayle ocuaman Jul 2019
i carry your heavy burdened heart
i have waited patiently as i court
i wrote and made love to you on paper
this was not simple task nor easy a labor
you kindle the flames that blaze  
bringing me in such a tamed craze
i spilled my ink across the sheets to you
with gentle sweet passion that is true
caressing you with each sentence and letter
from your curves and lips with pleasure
Jul 2019 · 147
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migayle ocuaman Jul 2019
Such youthful beauty that lies awake
In smiles that hide such a frail pale heart
grows a shadow around a glowing radiant face
weary gentle golden eyes knows no escape

many questions have been eagerly ask
yet answers come so slow to even pass
misty country fields and wondrous night sky
as crackling ember ashes scattering light

oh my tender kind simple fellows
such hearts are glaze and mellow
moonbeams rays touches the darken house
serene and silent as a church mouse

painted portraits with palettes of black and blue
starry is the nights that only few have viewed
to stay awake with life so endlessly gray
knowing well the world is a chaotic fray

dreamers tear their mournful souls away
lovers passions fades like summers day
swirling winds flow through the grassy plains
twinkling stars that kisses my sorrowful pain
Jul 2019 · 52
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migayle ocuaman Jul 2019
you saw her smile glow so bright
you stare in such daze and delight
my heart that sings a beat aloud:
you lover her, you do
as she passes among the crowd
fills your soul with such blaze
such a sight to be praised
yet it's not enough, it was never enough.
you are allowed to watch her go
to see her off with the shadows alone
this are but illusions a trick of the mind,
as the sun devoured her away
to count the constellations
upon her wandering eyes
as they slowly fade out in a single day
for the tragedy was that
you were too late
for you have lost her
Jun 2019 · 60
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
how can the moon still shine being so alone
how can the midnight sky be starry bright
how can nature be silent and peaceful in tone
how can the breeze whisper so cold every night

I hold you closer than I ever knew I could do
hoping this is not a mere dream or your silly ruse
I thought I’d recognize when love was true
just a foolish hopeless romantic who fell for you

I thought the birds would sing and sparks would fly
in mind i hope that this moment would pause in time
I held you hoping you'd never leave me and take flight
hope its true when you said I love you that special night
Jun 2019 · 88
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
Lost in the dark of the night
Where the moon shines not
Into a garden of shadows
Where my soul wanders about
Among the cold misty haze
Rest I may yet waywardly linger
Jun 2019 · 43
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
i try my best to just forget
i try to get over and move on
i worked hard to get a good life
i finally have a good home

yet every night i hear it knock
in the silence i can hear the bombs
i see flashes and smoke in the dark
it feels as if i'm back from that terrible start

though try as i might to dream
but no man is truly born to be free
i try so hard to make sense of it all
i am but a prisoner with no walls

i just wish it never happened
i wish it would just stay buried
i pray that i won't be sober to know
the things i did and the things i saw

forever bonded by its chains
that drives any man insane
to the core of its soul shattered
full of horrid trauma and scars

no matter what you try to do
accepting it or forgetting it
you can try to let go of the past
yet the past will never let go of you
Jun 2019 · 54
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
how can the moon still shine being so alone
how can the midnight sky be starry bright
how can nature be silent and peaceful in tone
how can the breeze whisper so cold every night
how can the stars fall sprinkle its sparks of delight
how can the world be so peaceful on its own
how can only few see such harmonious sight
how can i sleep when faced with the nights unknown
how can some rare nights bring out the natures solemn
Jun 2019 · 86
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
my sweet ember rose
fire that waltz in winter
bloodstained words froze
someone that once whispers
Jun 2019 · 54
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
What you hear
That which you see
They are different out here
Far beyond the sea...

We know the same
Our thoughts are contradicting
Who can we blame?
Why are we arguing?

Is this just?
How can you say?
How do you know?
Where the truth's hidden away?

What you know
What you see
It goes to show
An illusion to be

Now we can say
We can agree
That what is truth one way
Can be lies to thee.
Jun 2019 · 117
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
childish minds that still linger
peaceful times where hope rings
they still live like flaming tinder
wandering eyes that look to the light
cherish this simple things
Jun 2019 · 52
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
i doubt if you were really ever here
i am lost in thought and still in this world
i question whether you could ever hear
for i wish you could speak even just one word

who am i to judge and who am i to ask
thrown into a world lost and starved
confused by needs and desires i mask
kindness of man at times swerved  

i am but still a lowly sinful outcast
who has lost everything and have nothing left
bless not me but those who have passed
bless those that suffer in this earthly theft

show them the mercy where i had most doubt  
for they are forgotten downtrodden and torn
aren't we all outcast once please don't cast us out  
guide those who still question why they were born
Jun 2019 · 65
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
forsaken with love
cast from above
we relinquish our fears
we've repressed all these years
for a night of elegance
and a bit of romance
so we may all get a chance
to have this one dance
to a waltz of beauty
played out like a movie
for only our appeal
no words can describe its feel
and enjoy it until the end
only to begin again.
under the moonbeams
only imagined in dreams.
Jun 2019 · 524
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
Deep in sleep,
The child dreams.
Free from fright,
Free of plight.
A child dreams,
Uncorrupt and forever gleams,
Deep in sleep a child dreams,
Forever pure,
Deep in sleep.
Jun 2019 · 42
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migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
Only she can make my lonely mad world feel right
So things maybe a bit peculiarly different tonight
We may go together in a vivid realm of cosmic flight
Filled with endless apologies of paradise trite
All this troubles seem so far, it feels like flying
within the universe but maybe I'm just slowly dying
You look quite divine among these vibrant lights
Your sweet honest lies is nothing more but pure delight
A blinding star that was meant to waltz and fall on sight
Marveling at your grace my once sweet darling sprite
It's now or never my joyful mirage in the edge of the moonlight
Now that I'm on the verge of waking at first break of daylight
Eternal through the past my sweet shining rose in the twilight
We never meant to part my dearest shimmering starlight
But every siren song ends with me missing you every night
Tranquil innocence's now tainted by bitter truth such blight
It's perfectly clear to stand here as you fade like candlelight
Jun 2019 · 189
IN THE CLOSET
migayle ocuaman Jun 2019
LETS NOT SAY "I LOVE YOU"
LETS JUST PRETEND WE'RE OKAY
JUST LIE ENOUGH THAT IT BECOMES TRUTH
HIDING AND HOLDING HANDS TILL WE GO HOME
SAYING TO ALL THAT WE'RE JUST FRIENDS
THOUGH I WISH IT WAS REAL WHAT WE BOTH FELT
HOW WE LOOK INTO EACH OTHERS EYES
SEEING THAT IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO WE ARE RIGHT NOW
WE ARE MERELY SINNERS UPON THEIR EYES
THOUGH WE KISS AND SMILE WITHIN THE SHADOWS
WHISPERING WORDS MEANT FOR OTHERS  
ASHAMED OF WHAT WE DO IF CAUGHT BY THE LIGHT
YET UNTIL THE TIME IS RIGHT WILL LET THINGS END
migayle ocuaman May 2019
How beauty is admired through a rose,
The scent so sweet, so perfect, so pure as her soul,
How it blooms from the spring winds that pass,
A little waltz has performed again perhaps.

Oh how the gentle breeze that surrounds and flows,
The day is lovely, so grand for a little stroll,
The garden with bountiful flowers that grow,
Spring has returned as they felt it row upon row.

The warm day is great as the flow of cool air,
Greeting spring again with loving arms and care,
How we miss the times that you were once here,
Throughout the seasons we could no longer bare.

Yet as time flies you will leave soon,
As the day sets and ends arise a bright moon,
We will treasure the moments, the joy you left by,
Until another visit, we Will be patient, farewell and goodbye.
migayle ocuaman May 2019
How music flows throughout the warm zealous air,
well delivered for every ear,
How grand, how optimistic it spreads for all to hear,
It gives us hope so non shall fall nor fear,

It is the art that all men wish to follow the melody they seek,
It blends all emotions of man too its greatest peak,
All the pain and joy in a harmonious union of peace,
Creating a portrait that fades as it molds to the perfect piece,
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Cheers to the youth whom are so Merry, so glee,
they are at the gardens of the blessed saints,
where they know not of the sorrow and painful fees,
that man has sinned like dark horrid disease.

laughter and hymns have been offered,
whilst men from the ***** think backwards,
I see no hate upon his grand rapture,
but the wolves will come to disrupt and fracture.

for we shall seek fit in the coming of the new Israel,
opening the gates of Eden and welcomed by the angels,
let us live like saints who left their earthly materials,
for the youthful children shall gather around the faithful.

as the youth ascends to the heavenly bodies above,
away from the chaos and discord of the ***** below,
for he has Shepherd his flock out of pure love,
let man see his faults before he is brought low.
May 2019 · 76
His symphonies
migayle ocuaman May 2019
I shall be the instrument...
The lord shall be your notes...
The people shall be the body and soul to play its righteous tune...
And may it be heard that peace and order has prevail...
And so will the heavenly kingdom shall be unveiled...
May 2019 · 83
My existence around you
migayle ocuaman May 2019
I move I breathe and I think
Therefore I know that I exist
Yet I stumble upon your field I sink
Insensible to your eyes blurred like mist...

I doubt that you'll even know me
Just a muted thinker that passes by
Skeptical like my body and soul can be
Knowing I'll just watch you fly
May 2019 · 69
How far have I fell
migayle ocuaman May 2019
The feeling of pain
The feeling of fear
The feeling of falling
And never reaching the end,
I'm still falling
I'm still here
I'm still alive
I have no fear..
I allow death to take my soul
In trauma of death isn't it all obvious....death
Isn't what I wanna fear....
I don't feel
I don't think
I don't know
When it will end
Still falling
Still fearing
Still crying
Because I never felt good enough for you
Enough to breath
Enough to live....
But
I'm still falling
And I don't know when I will hit the ground....
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Knowing,
Oh woe is knowing
As you try to say your genius no one listens.
As you talk to others they never understand.
You can't socialize because your all alone in your interests.

All the sheep follow the wolves.

Your in a crowd, surrounded by people yet alone.
No cares, no one pays mind, they all roll their eyes.
They don't want to wake up.

All the sheep follow the wolves.

Alienated from your, society, culture, and religion.
All they do is their normal.
nothing they do is normal, **** their normal.
Their normal is stupid, ignorant, and will bring destruction to them all.

All the sheep follow the wolves.

You feel like an alien from a faraway star.
Yet still human.
They constantly say that you are weird, strange, incoherent.
But that because they haven't broke out of their deep box, with no escape it seems to them.

All the sheep follow the wolves.

You with a mind of enterprise you try everything you can to save them.
But it all doesn't work.
For they all will never listen.
Then they try to blame their problems on you.

All the sheep follow the wolves.

The scapegoat has come, the end is nigh.
They call you a witch, enemy of the state, criminal, and worshiper of the devil.

All the sheep follow the wolves.

What is the ultimate irony is.
They are the agents of the devil, for what is ******, but sin.
And so they set you on the altar, tie you down and.

Sacrifice to the wolves.

And so they howl in unison and that is the last thing you hear.
Not your mothers comforting voice, but the sheep and the wolves howling til your last breath.
migayle ocuaman May 2019
When the world around you crumbles,
When life finally turns to death,
When reality slowly tumbles,
And you take your final breath,

When your memory succumbs to insanity,
When sadness fades to mirth,
When you cast off your own humanity,
Madness is more than your life is worth.
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Will you dance with me?
A sweet melody,
whispers of us two,
and the girl I knew.

Let me clasp you close to me,
as gentle as the breezes that breathes,
harmonic symphony that sparks,
cascading through the world.

Stumbling scattering embers,
blissful angel smiles and laughter,
blushing youth that blossom about,
captivated entwined hand in hand.

I spun you round and round,
you fell laughing to the ground,
I thought I could keep you near,
I never thought you'd leave here.

vivid blurs of such memories,
felt like distant lucid dreams,
wandering thoughts of merry months,
she sways away as did time does.

I went searching for you, far and wide,
I never thought that you had died,
I kept you alive in my heart,
so we'd never ever be apart.

Through the gardens that bloom,
peaceful plains and quiet rooms,
humming your serene songs,
distant thoughts hang so strong.

Today, I found you once again,
your hair blew in the summer's wind,
but alas to me, you weren't the same,
somehow you had broken the chain.

For Spring it sprang as Spring it does,
winter’s loss becomes summers gleam,
a song of old enchanting memories,
for life has a passion for living.

The ring I gave you, you held dear,
I can see it now, though I'm no seer,
I'll go looking for you once again,
even though our paths don't blend.

So dance in the future with me,
my sweet love,
and promise you'll wait for me,
for I'll be there, by and by,
and sing to you our lullaby.

I'm the sorcerer, you're the witch,
never thought that you could stitch,
together with a broken heart,
you'd found a boy who wasn't quite smart.

I want to be like you are that of one light,
to see your eyes looking back into mine,
in the sight of every eye underneath the moon,
promenading through the mid starry night,
acoustic harmony of a heart that beats of one.

timeless illusion that swirls in the mist,
underneath the milk light of moon,
all that was lost is now revealed,
beckoning hums of golden memories.

I fell for you, I took you in,
though the light in my castle was dim,
I could see the spell cast upon you,
oh my dear sweet, I love you.
migayle ocuaman May 2019
They spoke of honor, faith, and pride
My dear friend may it, my brother
This conflict has bleached its shine
Resilient we both are resolute to the end
Though we stand in opposite ground
Though our colors standard stand different

By breath of the breeze they flutter
To the land they impale our mother
This land now broken that cries to unite
We are all its gallant sons and daughters
Undaunted when called to the task
No matter the price and labor it shall be paid

Though our guns face in defense
Yet always in clashing tragic conflict
Aggressors and traitors, claimed foe we yell
Though a lie we know hidden well
In both we serve to protect our mother
To each we understand and know
That someday we too would falter and fall

What are we both fighting for?
What do all this shameless struggle be
Two brothers now tossed and torn
Two brothers dressed in different tattered garb
Anointed stains of red and black
As we both cry and feel the sharp bitter agony

But with all this said and done
I salute you so my dear brother
As I salute my fallen mangled own
I bow and kneel in fatigue and torment
Knowing we have shown great valor
Shattered flesh that once had lived

We all have endured equally
In this harsh vigorous tainted field
You had fought hard as I
With tears that flow I try to hold
I carry both burdens my own and yours
Buried together with same guarded honor

To hear the wailing sympathetic mourns
Melancholy hovers and fills the air with grief
You are Judas you are Lucifer you are Cain
Yet i have honored you and not slandered your body
Neither talked scorned or ill of your name
I have loved you though i have not known you

My dear brothers you all remain at rest in silence
Peace has arrived to rob your suffering away
I shall live and stand steward upon your tombs
Solemn will be the days when I lay down my arms
Patience that ages and fades in my drowning temple
You shall not be wayward lost for you are finally home

Sentinels of dreams, vanguard of centuries
Your acts be given as providence resides upon us
Watch over us all my dear fallen brothers and sisters
Intervene through your spirits that echoes eternally
Hail to the provider the giver of life to whom we trust
As we march and conquer this murky transparent soul
May 2019 · 73
Take up the chance
migayle ocuaman May 2019
What if there was never a next time
Then where would you take this rhyme
What if that night was the last chance
Now depressed you wish "you took his offer to dance"

Because life is unpredictable and nothing is true
But when it's your time you can't avoid when you're due
But don't be afraid every day is your last.
Just next time go in for a hug, don't pull away so fast.
May 2019 · 77
Through hell and liberty
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Seeds of man that shall one day grow,
Let it blossom once more the flowers of youth,
The spring of enlightened breeze that blow,
Through the garden of hope, fertilized by truth,
Upon a land that has been set a blaze,
A nation that burns bright as hell fire,
The sufferings of this people for years and days,
For the system that cares nothing but selfish desire,
Yet the common man may not come to see,
To feel the fresh air of liberties breeze,
Time will pass again to the land in chains,
exposing the wolves that have reign,
till then we strive forward as our fathers did,
opening our eyes from the lies we've seen,
until the sun rises high we shall be rid,
the cancer of societies dark veil of evil sins,
Once we have been cleansed by waters of truth,
We shall once again bare the fruits of our labor,
Whereas are bond is strongly entwined as root,
we shall grow together strong for we have been delivered.
May 2019 · 73
Clearing doubts
migayle ocuaman May 2019
I hold you closer than I ever knew I could do
hoping this is not a mere dream or your silly ruse
I thought I’d recognize when love was true
just a foolish hopeless romantic who fell for you

Am I ready for love or maybe I'm just your friend
still thinking and doubting full of questions in the end
I wish it was real and I hope I'm not just an option
Should there be a difference, are there any instructions?

I hope you stick around, we can still figure this out
to help me clear all of our frightening doubt
please me help figure things out even if things go south
am I ignorant or was I fooled by the stories I knew

I thought the birds would sing and sparks would fly
in my mind I hope that this moment would pause in time
I held you hoping you'd never leave me and take flight
hope its true when you said I love you that special night
May 2019 · 88
To be honestly mad
migayle ocuaman May 2019
To be honest
I can't believe we actually exist sometimes
Look around you
Our history is so tainted with blood and lies
such unforgiving sin that we forget so easily by
We have enslaved each and one another
all in the name of being better than the other

It's pure madness
We've fought against each other
Killing our own race, our own brother
Without a second to spare

It's scares me sometimes and honestly
If the planet could only speak
It would want us all to listen
Listen to it as it pleas us to work together
To end this cycle of pain and suffering
Before we all disappear entirely

the sad thing is the universe above us
with all the stars and galaxies won't even notice at all
if we suddenly disappear into the darkness of the abyss
We our a tiny smudge hidden in the universes mist
That in all of universal history we are closer to the fall

I even battle with my own existence and realize
that it's just utter MADNESS...
May 2019 · 83
She was only but a dream
migayle ocuaman May 2019
There you are standing so beautifully
quietly humming a song to to the breeze
as i lay gazing till i fall soundly asleep
Feels like a scene from distant dream
just a melancholy moon kiss by the beams

Here you are standing by the edge dangerously
Dancing with the stars on the lines of infinity
all these lost past youthful memories
singing all these nostalgic strange melodies
watching you as if i may fall into eternity

Here I am within my room dazing away
looks back to you still awed by such grace
standing upon a pedestal you made for me
here you are asking me to join you in this dream
sweet smiles you offer me as though i should be free

here we are now waltzing gently to the symphonies
within our own little space, our own found galaxy
Waiting for our fate, our final eternal destiny
to which i wish to never waken cause this is ecstasy
but i know this only a dream a surreal ambivalent dream
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Our generation will be known for nothing.
Never will anybody say,
We were the peak of mankind.
That is wrong, the truth is
Our generation was a failure.
Thinking that
We actually succeeded
Is a waste. And we know
Living only for money and power
Is the way to go.
Being loving, respectful, and kind
Is a dumb thing to do.
Forgetting about that time,
Will not be easy, but we will try.
Changing our world for the better
Is something we never did.
Giving up
Was how we handled our problems.
Working hard
Was a joke.
We knew that
People thought we couldn’t come back
That might be true,
Unless we turn things around
May 2019 · 79
Night owl
migayle ocuaman May 2019
how can the moon still shine being so alone
how can the midnight sky be starry bright
how can nature be silent and peaceful in tone
how can the breeze whisper so cold every night
how can the stars fall sprinkle its sparks of delight
how can the world be so peaceful on its own
how can only few see such harmonious sight
how can i sleep when faced with the nights unknown
how can some rare nights bring out the natures solemn
May 2019 · 160
Dreams within the mind
migayle ocuaman May 2019
A set of children
The galaxy extends
Garden of imagination
Bridging the gap
Beckoning breeze
That melts the snow
Roller skating past the moon
As we try to evolve
Surreal dreams fill the air
A reverie of endeavor
Black rainbow hues
That paints a broken mirror
Sailing and gliding
At the edge of my sanity
May 2019 · 157
Mi mariposa
migayle ocuaman May 2019
dulce suave me enseñame a valor
Busco saber mi mariposa hermosa
que tu amor sea verdadero
tan verdadero como usted colorea la vista
puedo planear con usted
a través de los campos suaves
donde las rosas florecen verdaderas
donde sus maravillosos colores por última vez revelado
May 2019 · 53
Within my mind
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Limitless shocking ecstatic exposing rhymes
Poisonous pills to calm this maddening mind
Clear and vague are the thoughts that hover
Paralyzing ringing humming whispering shouting
Meager sessions full of pointless evaluation
Reflecting through a perception bemused by it all
Lightning genius that strike my crumbling temple
Pretentious porcelain mask that hide Cheshire smiles
I have a good heart albeit I'm drowning in hysteria
How deep are this oceans how dark are this halls
Misery doubts on each progressive success
the horror and fright filled with shrieking delight...

...Doctor I think I've fallen deeper than I actually thought,
This disillusions keeps tearing me apart...
...Please tell me what all this cryptic symbols mean...
Sorry Doctor if I can't tell if I'm still here...
within this hallow shell is there someone worth saving...
May 2019 · 67
I had a childhood
migayle ocuaman May 2019
I had, I had !
An enjoyable childhood,
If not that blissful,
But wishful and cheerful.
Playing, roaming around,
Not in the playground,
For we don't have open fields
In towns, where we're sealed
To be with books even in noon
Like a worm in its cocoon.

I had, I had!
An enjoyable childhood
Amidst focus of doing good
In study, by our parents.
Lucky our parents, not getting
To witness our clothes,
While playing,
Splattered and tattered
Unlucky, my mother
Who got shattered
To see her own clothes scattered,
In the action.

I had, I had!
An enjoyable childhood
Having business
With every arrival of festivals
Delight, excite, joy, happiness
Were,in those events, the Suitable Adjectives
Wish of lengthening
The duration of holidays, festivals,
Were our Inertia.
Whilst youth spring rising up,
Tensions would follow up,
As uncompleted homework
And projects and works
Would pile up.

I had, I had!
A childhood, once,
Little, now alone in hand, I was
But for a long time ,
Depressed by fear of death,
An unavoidable fate
That would separate me
from my mother to 'Thee'

And to me, at that time
Growing up & becoming a man
Was landing myself
In the middle of a vast ocean
Full of responsibilities, duties
With no time to enjoy
And acquiring the life skills
Was Climbing the Infinite sky
So vast and wide,
And the shore of this ocean
Was the life's partner 'Death'
Who would take us all away
None of us would remain
Few of keepsakes maintained
Only the white clouds
Of varied shapes
In the azure sky
Would stay
Watching the things happened
Watching things happening
Watching that will happen.
May 2019 · 75
To the battlefield
migayle ocuaman May 2019
The voice of true men stand in stifle
Through the flash and thunderous roar of guns
Their steel shined arms be the charm of rifles
Bleeding onward charging hordes that rush

True lionhearted brothers took to the field
Who undaunted as they answered the call
Sons and guards of liberty who never yield
Tall and wavering yet strong as a stonewall

Mustered men in hasty unfazed motion
Colors leading high touch by the light
Rising spirits filled with helm of devotion
Through the battle torn horrid sight

Plunge to the purging blaze of battle
Battle cries that ring loud through the abyss
The strength of mortal men's stalwart fate
As the rifle crack and the bullet hiss

Boys filled pale with fright and panic flight
Where the butchered slaughter swells
Avenging swords clash in mid-fight
Frenzied fierce glory as stout martyrs fell

Blurred haze of men in agonizing struggle
Wave of entangled brazen bodies
Wailing and mourning they rustle over
blazing fire that rages that never cease

Till the grave of the valiant have fallen
May they rise to the Lord of Hosts
Till final judgement be given solemn
To we who endure give you your last toast
May 2019 · 73
Pestilence
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Be mindful of the cough
Be mindful of the fever,
Dry your little tears,
Be silent, little children
For though you may be cold
And though you all may die
Do not fear, the end is near
Be happy the pain will fade,
Rest young one, Do not cry!

Disease that linger carried,
The death of a young child,
The death of a mother,
The place was quiet

Frozen are the remains that lay
Shattered broken mangled
Twisted limbs among the floor
As the rain falls over the them
The streets were left bare
The shops were cleared
The pestilence that shifts
By all that croaked or sneezed
Spreading like a gust of fire
Life be tortured till expired
May 2019 · 131
How we remember and forgot
migayle ocuaman May 2019
Christ took a spear to the breast
You can take one too remember that
When they crucify you.
We walk upon this land
He walk on water and turned it to wine  
Yet we know not what what we do
Remember that when they crucify you.

And the sea parts,
And the clouds make way,
And the land trembles,
And the thunder roars loud
As to the lightning clashes
Its the most horrific story that we've heard to date.

His death, painted on a child's face.
Anointed like David and those before him
And those restless eyes,
Who tears have baptized them
My fathers watching over me.

And we the people hack each other down,
As we have done to our brother Abel
Have we not tired of the mark of Cain
have we forgotten we were brothers
Have we forgotten we breathe and bleed the same
I still hear the horrid hellish sounds

Voices that spread love and peace fall on deaf ears
Till innocent blood has spilled too much
Shall we heed or glare till it happens near
How much more should we slaughter
May 2019 · 94
Our childhood
migayle ocuaman May 2019
childish minds that still linger
peaceful times where hope rings
they still live like flaming tinder
wandering eyes that look to the light
cherish this simple things
May 2019 · 80
Mockery of Democracy
migayle ocuaman May 2019
We never demand it nor can we deny it
Oh the things we know and the the things we don't
Even politicians love and hate themselves
It might be heaven and it might be hell
Crocodile eyes and pigs full of lies
Oh the things they do and the things say
Just for a quick cash vote that comes from our tax everyday
Can't say i hate it neither can i love it
We stand for the right
But sit out of sight
A paradox that ends and begins and starts over once again
A record that is crooked but we still dance to its wicked tunes
As we twist and dance to our blinded doom
Faces changes but they still remain the same
Now lets do the devils dancing game
As we go ignorantly mindlessly insane
May 2019 · 314
A soldier Ideals
migayle ocuaman May 2019
We are not merely heroes
But sons of the flesh of Adam
We answer the call when needed
We feel pain and endure life
Till the grave absolves us from our sins
We carry on our duty with valor

© 2019
May 2019 · 71
If they come for me
migayle ocuaman May 2019
If I were to disappear if they come for me in the night
Will anyone know what i did when the sun shined bright
Though i once lived breathe and stand
To fight for justice with a close fist in defiance
Shall i raise my voice and cry out against silence
Even if i was taken by those within the shadow
Truth be told  i was foolishly brave to resist
No one would know my final thoughts
Yet I am sure i will be missed
Though I fear my time has come to end
I wish to linger more in peace to settle
Though they would only destroy the vessel
For this ideals that I hold will fly and spread
If I were to disappear into the night
Light a candle in by my bed
For i will have no grave in my stead

— The End —