ever since the spider left the web

the fly felt free



but then again shes trapped

the tightness of the silvery web

is merging in her body

scarring her skin



she struggled to get free

but it only made her feel more helpless



she stayed still

until it all let loose.



she was free..



and then she died.

I

the involuntary muse

of your subliminal self

is swayed

but not moved

bent

yet unbroken

is still

and restless

..

I am

looking at the vastness

the never-ending horizon



When will I ever get there?

immaculate skies are picturesque visions of the ever wandering soul

thy peaceful state is never gonna hold back

of seeing oneself on the other side



and upon the breaking of the dawn

in this exact same place

the desire to verge upon is back to it's existence

1.     Ang pagyao nya'y tulad sa hangin

         di mawari'y tila isang banyuhay ng init

         na sumakbibi sa iyong pusong bato

         na sa kalauna'y lumamig at lumisang tuluyan.



2.      Sa di kaginsa-ginsay na kaganapan

         ika'y nag-aral mabuhay

         batid ang dalamhating hatid ng halumigmig

         na dala ng luha at ng bagong umaga



3.      Sa pag bukang liwayway

         ako'y sisigaw at tatanaw

         batid ang samyo ng ala-ala

         patuloy sa pagunita sa pagsintang tangan sa paglisan



        naninimdim



        ngunit magpapatuloy lamang.

Edit
impassive ( who would ever know )
by Aermaen Anne F. Balosa on Friday, June 10, 2011 at 6:57pm

it is still as it is

mountains don't move

he still cant touch the sky.



the night is his friend

as it engulfs him in deep slumber

in it's placid embrace

suspended

desolate

unscathed for the first time



he gave meanings to his dreams

but meanings are just meanings

until he wakes up

with rusting shackles

devouring his sanity



he still can't touch the sky.