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Mark Rubilla Jul 2010
I am the sea who always make noise.
Shouting like gongs and cymbals in the middle of the night
When someone says "hush everyone was sleeping
Just shut up there" i stop for a while
And the other minute show up
My featured talent will come forth again

hey, you who silent there in your sleep
I am the speakers of your worst nightmare
I am the one crawls inside ears
And whispers my loudest definitions
Of my figures of speech all day long

Its not enough to count the current sheep
In the line in your mind, coz as you focus
I am the disturbance that never contended
With just sitting around and behave like a mature man

Sorry to tell you, this is what I am
Wherever you will go whether east or west
Remember, put this into your library
I am born to give you thorns and other sharp objects into your life
I command you to give up now
You never win against me
I am the Egypt in your dreams
And you are just a frail boy
How can you win in that posture?
© M.B Rubilla 2010
Mark Rubilla Jul 2010
Every strips of resound season
Pull away by the endless green light of time
Can you feel the cold wind of the step by step
Nostalgic mind blowing memories?
If so, hope now

Hope is the presentable reaction
to life's ups and downs

So ask your inner self to number each
Of the link that connects to the uncertain room

When you see yourself in a lack of open door interest
This is the time to hold on to what is eternal,
To switch on to what is unblemished sense of the Maker

Let the heaven knows the concerns of your heart
For They longs to hear your voice
And it is like a sweet song sang to them
Mark Rubilla Jul 2010
Dear Love
Is this You that i longing for?
Calendar seeking?
Finder keepers?
Window watching?
I guess this is no sense at all

Putting myself into the risk
Without visions to be follow
Im merely chasing after the wind
Laying on the background
And knowing that the perfect picture
Will come as i linger upon

In this worthless acts ive made,
Wave your hands again
Just like the past years
So that i will recognize you
That this my weaknesses and mistake

If my eyes will go dull
And ears will collapse its purpose
My only option s to gave it back to you as an offering
For You will heal this dilemma
And use it for Your name
Mark Rubilla Jul 2010
The moon is watching you tonight.
Every steps that youve made are capture n his eyes.
When i watch over him, i sigh and so jealous
Coz he sees you clearly

I miss you my dearest
I wish i am there with you
Singing songs with the star at night
And sharing memories that we have treasured

But this is all partial, we are separated
Im here and you are there
If only i can travel the worldl
Like the speed of the light
I will do so, for i always wanted
To meet you face to face

And you and i will wait wherever we are
Until the time is right, the place is set
And ready to be reap the seed that God
Planted within our hearts
And we together water it with
Love and transparency to each other
Mark Rubilla May 2010
The world was wandering
On their own perishable wilderness
Researching to eradicate the truth
From the eyes of the people

They gave them handkerchief
And the human beings received it
with gratefulness, they dont know, they' re deceived
They taught them how to blindfold their vision
Although, they bump, hurt and wounded
They smile, knowing that was just fine

But the Serpent too grinning
Putting the circuit of brainwashing in their minds
They dont understand, they were pull away
From the Way, which give them forever life

They thought, it was ok to continue
They fed their children with the same theory
And the children pass it on to their children
All through their lifetime, everything will build confusion
As the end will knock into their doors

Crying and regret will be their campsite
Full of darkness and a dungeon of fire
The light will be absent there
And this is their worse graveyard
Mark Rubilla May 2010
The Atmosphere was the witness
He watched me as i soar high
And elevated down the floor
It seem so ironic, hoping for a mistake
Glistening upon their acts of parasite

Its so sick, totally its killing me
They may innocent at the first place
But later, they changed their colors
As before a light and silent
Later on, black was govern everything

Its bright was nailed in the inner part
Unwillingness was intensely in frame
It never touch by a merely hand
Not even water dissolved their strength

Sometimes as I pass by to their eyes
They accused me of wearing the guilty clothing line
It breaks my glass inside
And tear apart all my papers
Which signifies the signature in me
The passes through the infinity

Hey, is there any hope in a stalker like me?
I need to shift from this low class human being
To something a head turner in a positive ways
Building again the last integrity
That I had put inside my pocket

Dearest moment, are you still there?
Come, I invite to go with me
As I pull myself out from this tall bottle
Be my stronghold in this opera
Mark Rubilla May 2010
Ambitious House
Trying to play a kite
Running on the field
Wearing a joyful smile
Into its window and door

With a music from the stereo
All around him were singing
The same song,dancing into the tune

The sun was there
Providing a light
To show the way
And guarding his steps

The clouds were there too
Blowing the wind
With a gentle sweet breeze
The house was so enjoy
Was so loved by His Carpenter

When the night comes
A never ending search of gratitude
That will burst out from
The utmost part of the structure

The house was slept but
Still the reverie was You,
O Carpenter, depicted by Your grace
Built by Your hands
With a four foundation
Which was Christ Himself

Sleep O house
For there will be tomorrow
Under the scorching sun
And the delightful moon and stars
That keep on twinkling at night

You may not a mansion
Or a castle that spotlight
On their mind always
Still be blessed
Enjoy what you had possess
Learn to be content

O Ambitious house
Run play a kite
Enjoy life into its fullness
While you are still in this mundane
- From Of Asterisk
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