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MMV Abad Oct 2010
There is a place,
where you can go.
When everything has failed you,
and no reasons to suit you.

                                                                
There is a place,
where you can hide.
To act as your own self,
where you can mourn your grief.

                                                                  
There is a place,
where you can think
To clarify some things,
to gain back your spirit.

                                                                
There’s such place
To be at peace,
be alone and be at rest.
My place… my own embrace.
(c) Maylen Abad @Feb 20, 2010
'Finding peace with oneself.'
MMV Abad Oct 2010
To write is to be free.
An expression of one’s feelings.
It is a way to breathe,
to shout, cry and even to laugh.


Writing is to embrace,
A fantasy world you can own,
have a life you like,
aches and triumphs of your choice.


How, my heart beats to write-
My serenity… my passion!
Poetry is my sin…
my escape from realism.
(c) Maylen Abad @ Mar 4, 2010
'Secret Agenda.'
MMV Abad Sep 2010
The sweet smell of the grass,
and the still light of the moon.
Perfect moment for us.
Our special time alone.

Under the starlit sky,
we taste each other ’s lips.
How I melt in your embrace,
as the world remains asleep.

You whisper a secret,
dark and sinister, I hear.
Yet, your voice some music,
enigmatic to resist.

Thus, screams shatter the night,
foul, unspeakable curses.
As hooded men invade,
I hold on to your clutches.

Lover’s night into fight,
I yell, I weep and you claw
Alas, rivals have triumphed,
everything turns into black.

My heart bleeds as I wake,
finding no presence of you.
Murderous men have calmed,
beneath their feet – a demon!
'Under the lover's moon'.
(c) MMV Abad- for Phoenix @ September 25, 2010
MMV Abad Sep 2010
My heart bangs achingly.
Hear it thumps like crazy.
Your nearness makes it worse.
How it desires for you.

No such words from my lips,
but see it in my eyes,
believe it in my soul.
The love I have for you.

Hear it and understand.
Come now and ease its pain.
Hear my gloomy heart out.
It only beats for you.
'Love has its own measurement.'

Copyright *MMV Abad @ Apr 9, 2010
MMV Abad Sep 2010
Starless night,
no fear but tears and gloom.
Icy heart,
breaking with ceaseless pain.
Memories,
dark shadows of today.
You I see,
and yearn for yesterday.
Closed pages,
bitter end of friendship.
Heart aches,
mine tonight to keep.
Dawn’s promise,
new morning light to see.
As heart mends,
lonesome memories fade.
Copyright *MMV Abad @ Apr 24, 2010
MMV Abad Sep 2010
(HORROR & FANTASY FICTION)

Screams of terror,
echoing through the walls.
Heavy chains clang,
and she endlessly sobs.

She shouts and weeps.
The castle remains deaf.
As night engulfs,
she mourns in great anguish.

More and more groans.
Grand voice becomes hoarse.
She stifles a cackle,
as dying hopes prevail.

Horrible fate,
merciless verdict.
Death within walls.
Her real nightmare gnaws.

Soon, mere scrapings,
no hints of cries within.
Handsome madame,
into a rotting flesh.

A living corpse,
between the lonesome walls.
In dark solace,
forever, she will dwell.
'A tomb between the walls.'
(c) MMV Abad as Phoenix Montoya @ September 20, 2010
MMV Abad Sep 2010
(HORROR & FANTASY FICTION)

Arms and limbs grow numb,
as the air turns cold.
Lazily it falls,
sliding from above.

Wrists struggle in ache,
nasty, evil clasps!
Your hopeless mouth shrieks,
as destiny moves down.

Slicing back and forth,
slow torture of death.
Such fortune, the heart,
collapses in fright!
'A blade horror.'
(c) MMV Abad as Phoenix Montoya @ September 20, 2010
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