Lapis at papel aking pinangsibat
Pinangsibat sa mga taong ayaw mamulat
Mamulat sa mga bagay na sa mali nasadlak
Nasadlak ma'y pakay ng tinta kong mahatak

Mahatak sa tama't puso'y bumusilak
Bumusilak di ang anyong mapanindak
Mapanindak kasamaa'y kinakalat
Kinakalat sa buhay ng iba'y nangwawasak

Nangwawasak ma'y handa ang aking sibat
Sibat na letra'y sa pusong bato'y tatarak
Tatarak ng marahan makikiusap
Makikiusap sanang papel ko'y nayurak

Nayurak binalewala't mga letra'y nakalat
Nakalat sandatang higit pa sana sa sibat
Sibat na tinta'y nagdulot nga ng napakalaking sugat
Sugat sa puso ng may akda nitong sulat...

Written: June 27, 2014
Mysterious Aries

Don't be my child, don't step on broken glasses
Don't be fooled by all of those sweet promises
I've been through a lot of regrets
Memories that I love to bury and simply forget

Treasure my child, my words of wisdom
I have a lot of story to tell when I enter the kings kingdom
Wounded by those pitiless pawns, knights and bishops
Terrorized by a rook and the queen killed all of my hopes

Listen well, don't act so stupid my innocent child
The world is full of jungle and really so wild
I was bitten by spiders, lions and snakes
To recall what I've been through still make my body shakes

My child, look at all my deep scars
Think thrice always, don't fully rush to reach the stars
Else you'll wished upon it to bring you back to where you start
Because you've led your life to a maze and welcome the dark

My dear sage, all your words are of true wisdom
But let me take my own course of freedom
I may feel the deepest sorrow like hell
But at the end like you I will have a great story to tell




written: October 8, 2014 at 10:45 pm PH time

Mysterious Aries

He is not crying anymore
The clown that wanted his neck be choked
He already opened the right door
Now he’s the man with the funniest joke

She’s not weeping anymore
The abused lady who wanted to cut her wrist
She already forgot all the sore
A guy helped her to clear the mist

There is no sadness anymore
The boy who’s been deeply bullied
He’s definitely stronger than before
He’s now a man who have no worried

He is not faking the smile anymore
The writer who used to think his life on wiggles
The lesson he learned from the blind and crippled he adore
Now his poems are gold not just some nickel

They were the one that used to laughed, but cried
Time heals, and they are now happy with their lives


9/12/2015

Mysterious Aries

(YIN)

Who will listen to you? Who will lend an ear?
To give a little light? really! You don't deserve my dear
Come and be yourself again, don't pretend to be a white seer
Your dark thoughts was the highest wisdom that one could bear

Yes! thy stygian reflections, they are beautiful as you are
You've already surpassed the sageness of the farthest star
So why stepped backward to the land of hope
And be part of that could be people who's belief are made of smoke...


(YANG)

To give a little light, truly a nice start to begin with
Someday it'll beautifully spring up, your tiny glowing seed
At no time surely your wound will be fully healed
Welcome to serenity my friend, who's tired of seeing a battlefield

The other side might said that to only smoke our belief
What matter most here you've sensed comfort and relief
Believing in Him, indeed a good start
I know you could feel His presence, truly in your heart...



written: January 7, 2014 @ 7:20 pm Philippine Standard Time

Mysterious Aries

Truly, it's not easy to enlighten someone's heart
To encourage people who can't even see their faces and shadows
I fully understand because I've been there at the dark
A world that's ruled by emptiness and sorrows

I am not fully healed simply it's hard to start
My wound from depression are still open and fresh
Hopefully the message of my poetry won't miss the mark
That someone's mighty will entrust me and bless

Feed the hungry soul with hug and peace
Look on what we can give not what we are longing to receive
Plant seed of love to make the world a better place
Rather than grow fruit that will bear sins to every Adam and Eve

Refresh thirst of wisdom with word of care
Be contented of what life can give and offer
Accept that what's beyond have no really place here
Else a journey that full of melancholy and suffer

Clothe the naked with truth, with faith
Alleviate the poor state with proper knowledge
And so this was written before you'll see my wraith
The legend of once a depressed soul gives a little light with courage

Written: January 5, 2015 @ 10:15 pm

Mysterious Aries

Someone gave me reason, not to go too far
A friend that seems to me, from another star
In a not so ordinary world, where paper and quill speak
Where best hug ever are not true, but we can feel it so deep

I've been busy lately, trying so hard
Pushing myself, to get an ace on the card
"Think of the reason why you are writing, Is it to impress or to express?" she said
A word that humbled me and knocked some nerves in my head

Truly with her, I think i can share my secrets
Everything about me, my happiness and regrets
I've learned a lot from her, on how to survive in this fairyland
Coached me how to engraved perfect footprints in the sand

She was the hardest riddle that I've met
Gives a lot of clue about her, keeps you thinking but you'll never get
She was someone so close yet so very far
But for me she will always be... my friend from another star...

Dark sympathizes with the night
The light understands what’s with the day
Colors labeled what’s on left and right
Giving reason to who’ll go and stay

Simply justice that was out of sight
Don’t know that day and night are made of clay
That grays are white
And whites are gray

Skin colors supposed to be no height
Something we have to weigh
But why with it we learn to spike
And distance our hearts some miles away

So what’s the beauty of that site
Let us all hope that there’ll be a place one day
Where grays are white
And whites are gray

9/8/2015
Mysterious Aries