#occasions
Suicide attempts drew attention
Tell the heros to save these maniacs
Let them spread words to calm down
Raise the tension blocked in the cages
Break the chains, cuffs, your eyes tempted
The beats dropped where they stole shows
Attracted fame and meaningless screams
How many failed attempts? Still jumping
Fly high till the oxygen lacks, then gasp hard
Limits do exist, doesn't warrant to stop
Here we are the same kind, breathe calmly
No hurry for your funeral, don't loose value
Don't give away hope, hope, that's fine
Put down the weapons, explode your mind
Speak every weaknesses yourself, beat 'em
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 4:55 AM UTC
How often is special
This is a tumult
Over me popping with daisies
Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
Remembering, when...
occasions, weekends were eagerly celebrated
even weekdays...any day was met with enthusiasm
but, how did all these special days become so ordinary?
how...why, did these red-marked dates become unimportant?
why are we here now, in this phase? at this point?
existing...standing on a plateau...where,
life offers no changes...no alternatives...
it's like...a storm decides to stop at midstream
chooses to stay...not just passing through
no swerving, no immediate changes in its direction.
the adventurous soul in us, hides...its spark, dies
sunlight looks dim...the moon is without a glow
clear sea water seems muddy...wading, becomes
so tiresome...legs and feet hurt so much,
from swimming...day by day
...away...from cacophony...
it gets to be weary,
to be reminded of a wrong choice,
or a wrong decision made,
to always rise...from a restless sea
most times, we taste impure water
contaminated...and adulterated
where acerbic, detrimental words float,
further aggravating
existing emotional sores,
creating more lesions in the mind.
what's worse,
the ears that choose to be deaf, are further pierced
the already wounded heart and dashed ego, are further stabbed
they all could one day, be numbed
.......by more of these ordinary days....
I wonder if it's better...to linger on a plateau
or to be on the cusp...of a fall...
Sally
Copyright April 17, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 2:59 AM UTC