Mesmerized by this hazel sun
That circles an image

Clouded once enclosed
When released from the sun
Ice begins to collect on this road
And before long all streams will be done

This is what we cannot remember,
Only whose souls are deep
Will, allowing snow to not remind us of Decembers
Contained by our hours of sleep

Write me a line or two
A progressive tone from you
Why holding my head down
I am no longer wound around you

I swear I was sulking it in all
A pseudo reality to rise and fall
And despite my sublime awakenings
I find myself again human and waiting

Patiently in line with elevator music
Filling once sincere responses
With empty ad-libs. Blank
A thought has just sank

The dawn now has its essence
Talking now with others has substance
Walking in the rain now has its claim
I don’t know, what or whether to blame

And if I wake and no longer see
Its just because i have not been me

Let your eyes adjust
Are you sure, you truly understanding what your seeing
I’m a human being captured by the ignorance of darkness before you
Has this cave sincerely shackled you to your seat?
And only shadows on the wall
Is what we only believe exists
Is there more to life
Question and answer answer and question
Life is filled with opposites
Take me, as a messenger telling you
That the world we live in is a pseudo-reality
Tell me do you know what really happened during nine eleven?
Do you know that you are able to bend a spoon?
Do you truly believe that America is the ambassador for democracy?
Or ironically terrorism in itself
We believe what we want to believe, that is the human condition
Curiosity fueled by suggestion
The problem, is understanding that our curiosity can be lead into fallacy

Have you seen the light, the light of the red pill?
That will no longer make you ill
To this ignorance of illusions, that the media has communicably gave to us
I stand before you with a light of my own
Not completely enlightened but enough to tell you
To question your surroundings and not preach
But rather hopefully teach you
To do just as Socrates did. To keep on questioning
Because we don’t have all the answers
Hopefully we may one day completely have the courage
To leave this Omelas of American thought
And find that natural drive within us to seek the truth
The world isn’t this tangible sugar coated honest reality
Individuals lie, deceive, and make the world what it doesn’t seem to be
Please have an open mind
For what the world needs is growth in intellect
And not in economy for to understand that legitimately
We may then begin to solve the problems of humanity

i'll keep this narrative short
light to pass to make less
haste to what i seemed
to be hindering to chase,

you with your facades
me with my cascades
wavering from faltered
planks, decked
to be closer
to your horizons.

i have taken these
mornings, facing away
from sunrises
to bask in rays
behind new days

only because
of the concrete
that holds this feet
from falling

it's past that now
i have reached
in confidence
the middle again
an episode of a series
ending with a cliff hanger
you as a guest appearance
for my character development

i'll keep this narrative short
light to pass to make less
haste to what i seemed
to be hindering to chase,

you with your facades
me with my cascades
wavering from faltered
planks, decked
to be closer
to your horizons.

i have taken these
mornings, facing away
from sunrises
to bask in rays
behind new days

only because
of the concrete
that holds this feet
from falling

it's past that now
i have reached
in confidence
the middle again
an episode of a series
ending with a cliff hanger
you as a guest appearance
for my character development

With your presence, I simply am
Free to speak, and sure of being
Corner view, because of who I am
But with one night a flowing rain of a voice,
I slowly came to view away, from a choice undone

You know I care for you
But I’m the one that is cursed with patience
Working through the day, stressed and tired
With a single memory of alleviation, of the day’s strain
I cannot speak I cannot speak for this enough speaks

You repeat matters of hope
That causes me to cope with this virtue
Doves fly a pattern through clouds
That I too take passing by the crowds

Your time spent upon your descent
To cities of histories past
I wish allowed me to move along
But with one night a flowing rain of a voice,
I slowly came to view away from a choice undone

I’m so lost, unable to find the reasons,
I cannot heed my sight
With every night pass you’re on my mind
In my thoughts, sounds, and my rounds

Why must the chemicals that control
Leave us on a road waiting for a light
There are no words but an inner release
That seems to never cease
Until we feel deceased

I’m the sole thought, behind
I smile but I frown within
I seemingly talk with no change in tone
But with the night my sadness is shown

The irony of my thoughts
In my pursuits of being a healer
For the bruises of how I fought
Seem to naturally become clearer

Frigid winds whistling pass my ears
While every path stepped on a stone
Unsure, unfamiliar have I found closure
Or does my mind finally feel alone
Beneath it all, under the umbrella shown

sino ba nag kinakita sa imo
ikaw sa akin ko mata
kasi nag mamata ako
dito para sa imo lang

sa oras hasta sa langhit
o sa akin ko otak
a’yun aking ko inisipon
ang trabajo nang carabao
diri sa dupa nito

ang isda nag lumipad sa tubig
a’yun pispis na malapit sa cahoy
kasi ang dahon nag tuktuk

sa kamut ko nag pabalhasan
sa sarap nang kabuhi
ang kawi mo nag pula
kasi mayong adlaw
ang tini-tikman mo

dugay naman ang hapon
karon lang, pagtulog ako