For a man in search of the past -
Vague and dark as it has been -
Gropes about the every odd yet familiar.

A flicker of the lights will do.

The heart of evil
abides in darkness
Pretense by civil
Works are madness

Afraid for light
To make reveal
In sacred sight
The ***** deal

The heart of gold
Shall shine like stars
And glow; unfold
The world in bars.

Perchance you think
You've had enough
And near the brink
Of things too rough

When many waves
Have knocked you down
You think all saves
Would let you drown

I offer you this one advice:
Stand up and fight
Don't say goodbyes;
Please hold on tight.

Ang katotohana'y di ko batid kung paano ko susugatan itong papel
Kung aling sandata ba ang gagamitin, itong punyal ba o kaya'y baril
Mithi kong bawat panitik na bibitawa'y mapatakan ko ng sariling dugo
Dahil bawat papel na masusugata'y tiyak unti-unting hihilum sa puso kong bigo

Ang bawat isasalaysay ng taong malapit na sa kanyang dapit-hapon
Dadamhin alaala ng lumipas, na para lang itong naganap kahapon
Umaasang maaklat ninyo ang aral na nais ihatid
Pulutin ninyo ang ginto, ang bato'y iwanan sa sahig

Maraming salamat kung sakali mang makikilangoy kayo sa aking ilog
Kulay pula man ito'y lilikhain ko itong may kalakip na pag-irog
Mula sa susugatan kong papel magaganap ang lahat
Lapis na punyal at baril ko'y nakahanda nang gumawa ng aklat....



04-10-15

mysterious_aries

You were a bud
Hiding beauty inside yourself

A bud waiting to bloom
And bloomed beautifully you did

Now a rose you shown your color
A dazzling red growing from green

Hid inside a glass dome you wait
People thinking youd never break

You were a rose hidden inside a shell
Yet You had fallen from the skies and your petals fell
You will return to the sky where you belong
Among the roses and your thorns

My dear you were a fallen rose
But my dear; to everyone
   you are still a rose

To see reality
But beyond the scope
With a pair of daydreamers
Focused within the span
Below or within the fantasy
That frightens or dictates
The odds of misery.

To perceive a blurry vision
Yet a clear imagination
Of what is yet to be seen
Or what is to ever commence
Never aware of what to believe
For the mischief of every storyteller
Uninvited yet entertained
Delivers free delirium.

In a thoroughgoing reform
Of every ongoing mend
Hoping to resurrect
The peaceful beginnings
And end every desolation.

To roll the orbs of fortune-tellers
As if to find any solution
But to end up feeling emptiness
That invades the mighty borough
So decides to fill with darkness
Such pair of daydreamers
And to let the warmth
Of frozen moments
Become a sudden comfort
So swiftly passing by.

Dear stranger in despair,
The world loves you
I know none about you
But so much that I can say
The world loves you.

The turmoils and the sorrow
Unite against us all
So does misery
That pulls us down
So hard, we stumble.

The quicksand that pulls
So low, we almost give in
The fearsome foresight
That exhibits each and every time
Delusions by the horror.

I saw a farmer fly a plane
Above the clouds, I saw his hand
Lift up the burden in his arm
In the air, he tossed the seeds

The swift cold breeze headed South
Dragged them downwards to the ground
Each was scattered all around
To various sections of the land

A seed fell down the good soil
It grew healthy, nice and strong
The sun looked down, it looked up
Water sprinkled; it received

A seed fell down the grasslands
It grew weak, sad and stubborn
The sun looked down, it looked down
Water sprinkled; it got none

A seed fell down the stones
It grew speedy, tall but weak
The sun looked down, it trembled
Water sprinkled; was too late

A seed fell astray by the wayside
It stayed asleep and sprouted none
The sun looked down, and water sprinkled
The fowl passed by and ate the seed.