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Sharp eyes watching
from side to side
Each move, blood arises
Wrong word, pulls the trigger.
Water's boiling inside the freezer
Open the door, molten lava.
Look up high, see the stars
coming down with wrath and fury.

Wishing it to rain
Of flaming arrows
Hiding beneath the shell
Of a fossilized snail.
Whisper a name
to a quiet breeze
And finally goes on

**Never to be seen.
Explains what I feel at the moment.

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
...
The truth lies within
Into the deepest, darkest tunnels
But no one should ever enter...
It's where all our nightmares gather.
:)

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
Lost in the time,
When love seems to fade away
Lost in the time,
When you asked me to stay.
Your eyes watching silently,
Each step that I take.
Heart seems to move coherently
With a smile that is fake.
You let me be
In the arms of a new lover
If only you knew,
I was fooled when I was sober.
Mouth begins to stammer
When I repeat your name.
Heart was pounded with a hammer,
Our love can never be the same.
But deep down, I know
That you love me still
This time I'll show,
Your heart's hole - I can fill.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
?
Tell me how,
Tell me now.
Tell me why,
But not a lie.

I shall rise from a heartbreaking pain
And you will see that I will reign.
Look deep within and see my sorrow
That's your last peak, there's no more tomorrow.

Can't make me stay
Even for a day
You once saw me shimmer
Now I'll be dimmer

Yesterday was a long time ago
All I could remember was I had a foe
I thought you were a sweet, little angel.
But that is only if one looks from an angle.....

Now they're coming,
Strings are strumming
I have to run
This will be fun.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
The wind was what I feared
So I pulled the covers, tuck myself in
and hid until it passed.
I awoke the next morning to a cheery, sunny day.
I stepped out outside, but
started screaming at the breeze.
I ran back, closed all the windows,
untied all the curtains
and was left all alone in the dark.
I breathed in and out slowly until
I started to fear the air that filled my lungs.
I tried to stop thinking, but
just couldn't find the switch.
I started banging my head against the wall
and cried endlessly to the noises inside my head.
It wouldn't stop. It wouldn't go away.
So I slept.

*And found myself smiling in the end.
The fear gradually grows until there comes a time that it abruptly takes over and consumes us whole.

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
.
Your life's still on the line.
It's talking to your death.
A deal it demands,
One you would regret.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
While the stone awaits in a lengthy span of time,
The blue curtain blankets its soul;
Waiting to turn into dust, into light
Into non-existence
'Till the gems of the sea washes up ashore
Just as the clouds of disarray
Spits out the last specks of light
As it blends with the mist.
And into the far distance, the stone awaits
Down goes the last drop
Won't rotate the hourglass
Its time is up.
A poem started by Frank Lloyd A.K.A. Tiger and finished by me.
A sort of random poem. It's worth to try.

© Frank Lloyd Manalang
© Cyrille Octaviano
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