For those fortunate hearts
Who ignore the feeling
And for those unfortunate ones
Who impose the feeling
You'll know.

It is like forgetting the lyrics
Of your favourite song.
It is like having a cough
That just won't give up.
It is like every punch in the face
You've ever had and will ever have.
It is like forgetting midsentence
The last line of your essence.
It is like not being able to draw
What seemed perfect in your mind.
It is like the feeling you get
When you are strucked by the wind.
It is like spilling something
In your favourite shirt.
It is like a deep ache
You can't locate.
It is like loosing the last piece
Of a 1000 pieces puzzle.
It feels like falling
Without an end nor beginning

If you love someone who won't love you back.
You'll know.
It feels like everything you can think of.
Except for being loved back.

I've been looking for glass sheets
For clear majestic views
But a dreary kaleidoscope I find
Among the wreck and ruins
So strucked was I
To gain pleasure
In those mocking patterns
I've been looking for seashells
For silvery water outbreaks
But sea urchins I dwell
So strucked was I
To love the stingy pain
As I get abased
With the thorns by lane
I've been looking for empathy
But all I discover is cruelty
I've been looking for better
But all I found is clearly opposite..

Once upon a solitude night in September
I caught the shadow of a stranger
It left me with a puzzled mind and a puzzled heart
Trying to figure it all at once
I kept questioning "Who is he? Is he real? Is he just a lie I make for myself?"
Clueless me, with a soul of a centaur, seeking for a truth
I walked into his shadow, slowly
Didn't know it'll take me to the real shape of someone, someone real
I looked at him
And it felt like epiphany

Once upon an ineffable day in October
The sun was shining and setting blissfully
We talked, he looked at me right in my soul
What a familiar stranger you were
Such a perfect contradiction
Dark and bright
Cold and warm
A serious man and a playful child
I felt like I don't know him but yet it felt like I knew him from the start
He rescued me from deserted, hopeless space where I once belong
And he was no more a stranger to me

Once upon a day in mid-November
The lightning strucked from every stance
Everything seemed to have fallen apart
and the darkest past still run to chase both of us
That's when I knew, even before I realized
that maybe I fell for him
with every pieces that remains

And now, in the end of cold December
I will ask him
To consider being my partner in crime
to help me continue writing our story
It might be blindingly beautiful
It could also be terribly tragic
but maybe
We will be some of the lucky ones
who will one day find a true bliss
Hopefully

Your love got me strucked
It felt like being hit by a moving truck
At first i couldn't cope with the collusion
Its impact was without redemption
I began to get better when I gave into the pains
That's what made it all the more plain
Even when i came to heal
It was hard i was still head over heels
So i asked how do one get saved
Especially if you did love in vain  
No one knows the answer to that
Or seem to connect the dots right
Now hopelessness has set in
Where do I lay my head when there is no inn
See I haven't a heart to call my own
Oh no I should have known
That this love would get me knocked
And my world would get stucked
Now all alone I must reap the cost
Love stricken I feel so hurt

A love's not love
when there are doubts;
you cannot handle the wild birds at night.
when you worry for future's light.

A love's not love
when one cannot accept a person fully,
on what he is,
the things he do, skin and actions.

A love's not love,
when beliefs are unparalleled.
when the wisdom imposed,
you cannot digest.

A love's not love
when you cannot change and swallow changes.
when there are limits.
when green grasses are replaced with fences.

A love's not love,
when one cannot level in the expectations,
when boredom strikes,
and the light on the candle burns out.

when you got strucked by the feeling,
that you promised to change
but you've realized in time
that you cannot execute.

when the promises are broken
and the emotions are just plain emotions.
when the old true love dies,
you can do nothing, not even potions.

A love's not love
when you are in the dark stalking.
when you've realized your mistakes.
the things you're missing

My whole life I've been strucked by lightning and have always survived,
As years gone by I dug a hole to hide all that caused me pain,
They went to a locked file in my brain.

Im crippling apart, but saying everything is "PERFECT,"
I dont want to face the truth, the truth of my past that terrifies me,
I just want to pretend that nothing bad ever happened.

Situations got better, Im beyond pleased
But...
The the locked file unleashes memories,
New information comes to me.

Im being strucked down by the lightning once again, repeatedly.

I have committed a crime,
The cine that I have made
when my eyes saw you for the first time.
The first time was like a star has strucked me.
Zeus's bot has no impact like you have had in me.
It's like sleeping became a recipe for all my fantasies  with you.
A dream with you I had many times,
Then I wake up bathed in sweat
And seeing you werent next to me.

A dream i had with you,
Ment dreaming with my eyes open,
Am I dead or alive?

Made you a main character that I can not chase in real life.




            
                                                    BY ERS

Once there was master, who lives and reigns,
feared by the people, straight and tamed.
He's intelligent, wise by the name,
Started from nothing, to the top he came.

In the beginning his words are true,
his men forced-believed in his so-called virtue.
but who would have know, who got a clue?
evolving directions as days have flew

Day by day, true colors appeared,
arrogant commands,floated in fear
A toxic leader was born and geared,
***** tactics had strucked the spear.

Spear as I say, stabbed the people's heart.
heartless ruler, gets all the gold in the cart!
deceptive as is, with all the deadly sins,
hard working people is the lose, he got all the wins!

All the merit came from extreme corruption,
worked his way through ever greedy deception!
how far can you take, what can be your stand?
how can we live in this sinking quicksand!

Tell me how passive we are. do you know him?
when was the time we dedicated half dimmed?
He's the one who ladders his way to the top,
Big boss by the word, not by the act.

you were the most beautiful devil
that hell has sent me
darling you were the best
you were the ******* pain
that i’ll always want
that i’d rather be miserable
than lose you all over again
but now you are gone
and i’m just an angel lost in earth
don’t know where to find your smile
don’t know where to find your voice
your scent, your figure, your laughs
i don’t know where it is anymore
when i walk to the old places i feel cold
when i come back to our conversations
i feel warmth, i feel love
and all sorts of butterfly in my stomach
and if heart is a puzzle, i’d be incomplete
i’d be just a standing piece waiting for you
to complete the voids that you’ve patched up
from the sweet words
to the affectionate gestures
i’ll be honest missing you
is killing me, and letting you go made me die
everyday tears run down my cheeks
sunlights don’t shine anymore
rain hits me, and then
i was strucked by the lightning of sorrows
i kept coming closer to your fire
but where are you?
where the hell am i suppose to look?
should go back?
no one’s going to replace you,
the first pain of thy heart
the first of everything in fifteen,
you were not my regret
but you were my rotten daisy
forever remembered but thrown away in the ocean
but always remember that wherever you are
i always think about how happy we were
but it’s such a loss,
that our fate is parallel,
only strangers that met but never really cross.

One day I saw you
pale skin, brown hair and everything's gold
brown eyes and blue sky matched well.

'Who is he?' I asked my self, bravely took a step forward to make sure you were a human being.
You were, indeed, a human being.

All the girls acted dumb and you were like a cactus erected deep to the really wet ground. Steady, dangerous but dying.
All the boys looking like you, jealous.
They were the plants grew on dry ground.
They need water for living.

and all the dumb girls
they wouldn't leave until the death of the steady cactus
money was all you have
and everything else i didn't really need
Kept watching your deathbed

I thought it'll be entertaining
Thinking you were like the others
dumb, and dumb, and dumb.

Oh no! I felt something on my cheeks
Wet and salt I taste and wet
Tears? Was it tears?
The lightning strucked to the center of my heart,
I didn't enjoy this.

Your deathbed was my deathbed
I was in terrible pain
But why?

And did you know?
The reason off the pain that i felt?
It's because
I fell in love with a dying cactus
Dying
Cactus.

Age of death finally came
Claiming the one thing he can lend
In a land thought to be unknown
Little flower asking to be grown

"Enough is enough" he said
Second chances can't be begged
A song writtten to it's head
Waiting to be wrote but will die instead

Crying and shouting
A bee can be found lost by wings
Mesmerizing the thought
Same land as the flower, he was caught

"I heard the message my dearest soul"
Death said, being an ironic ghoul
The wings that led him to fly
Caused the pain that made him asked why?

He who had tried
To have the maiden's love
She who have been blind
Pain strucked, faster than one's sight

One deserved more
One should be punished
One who's willing to sacrifice
One who's blinded by pride

Both will own
Same world but in different kinds they are known
Related but not the same
Both aim something but only one should be blame

The day that death set
Destiny is what they get
Flower as the maiden who at first smelled like a rose
Who came out eventually with a heart of a stone
While the bee who can possibly have a strangled mind
But the truth is his heart's the one pure and kind

INDEPENDENCE
TIME OF THOUGHT: 01:15AM
DATE OF THOUGHT: 22/03/2010

Oh! Oh! Oh!
Our soul cries
The thought of 'it' strucked us all
We are indeed thirsty for freedom
We compromised not
And we fought it all

Whilst other folks were feasting  
Our thoughts are always of freedom
Freedom from here to other side

Through oneness of our souls
We payed the price at once
Do not be oblivious being
For our shadows are here
To hunt all enemies of our sacrifices
Day after day

Oh! let there be independence
Oh! let there be freedom
Our splased blood on the battle front cries

You have barter and trade
All we fought for
With our hot-bitter sweat
Our sweat shall avenge
Vengeance on all enemies of freedom
Vengeance we call for

Should you forget?
Do you want to go back to slavery?
Oh! you dont want to

Our dearly father sacrificed all
Mama was not scared
Even our dearly brother went away in the fight
And the helpless sister of ours is no more
Do remember
Our shadow are  still here

Let there be..................
Don't  enslave yourselves
Freedom is honey
Honey is sweet
And, the bee that gives honey equally stings.

The cold breeze welcomes me,
The open window, the beautiful scenery,
The knock on my door startles me,
So early, who could it be?

My best mate, he once call,
Between us, who knew he would fall,
Earlier than me, faster than me,
He is the best there is.

He stands upon the door,
As if he lives on my floor,
Truth is he’s below,
About a floor or so.

He holds hot coffee and a plate of bread,
I look at him with dread,
He was startled, surprised,
My hair looks like a bird has risen.

He goes in and I rush to my room,
Brought out clothes, run to the bathroom,
He laughs and settles in,
“Look how cute you are, sleeping in.”

He waited outside, with breakfast in hand,
Scared, because it isn’t too grand,
I went out, fully clothed,
Trust me I was more than touched.

I went near him and kissed his cheek,
“What’s this? Are you sick?”
He smiled at me, and told me to eat,
I smiled and squeezed his hand, thankful for it.

When were done, we went out,
Wiping the crumbs from my mouth,
Locked the door, went to the elevator hall,
Still I’m sleepy, I could fall.

Waited more, down to the first floor,
I sighed, filled with bore,
He looked at me, grabbed my hand.
I smiled shyly, showing fond.




Stepped out of the lift,
The lobby, people-filled,
We greeted the staff and the guard,
Well, were young and it’s what we afford.

We head to school, hand-in-hand,
Now our entrance, for too grand,
We pass by silently,
Quitting the attention, quietly.

He led me to my class,
Were separated by a thick glass,
He messaged me quickly,
“See you in a bit, beauty.”

School passed by quietly,
He’s by my door, silently,
Surprised him with a kiss,
He smiled with bliss.

Went to eat for dinner,
Somewhere, but simple diner,
Got our favorites, waited.
Thrilled and comforted.

With each other we feel settled,
Comfortable with each present,
Love filled his eyes,
I looked at him as everything intensifies.

We walked home and rode the elevator,
Lifted to the 17th floor,
We stayed in each others arms,
Showing no one’s in harm.

I walked him to the door,
When the clock strucked 8:34,
He said, “Good night, sweet dreams.”
I said, “Dream of me, sweet.”

I slept, with a smile on me face,
No one else will ever graze,
Can’t wait for the morning to come,
I want to surprise someone with some.

Do you ever know I know?
It strucked me like a sharp bow
A failure in the past you sow
My heart break in the present I dont show

I once imagined it
With trust, I have forgotten it
But sadly, out of deceit
No secrets revealed, even a bit

Every time I recall
It hinders my fall
But to Him I call
To forget these things and all

From now on I trust
I surrender all, right from the crust
These feelings I turn into dust
Get it right, remove lust

For now I cant say
All I can do is pray
'Cause sweetheart this is not the day
Either a game to play
Lets wait and see someday

The lightning pierced through the window
Reminds me of how you and i met.
I started counting the seconds.
One, two, three, four, five-

You are a lightning.
An unexpected arrival, blinding
I can't help but close my eyes
six, seven, eight, nine, ten-

You are a strike of light,
Temporarily stays, then you're gone
Even before i open my eyes
eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.

The thunders roared,
An idea strucked into my mind.
The gap between the lightning and thunder,
Is like the gap of you and me.

The place of sky's turmoil
is far from where i stay.
And so are you,
Far and unreachable from where i am.

There I was standing
At the field of roses
My depression haunts me
Casting its shadow of regrets
As I try to escape this world,
I dragged my head down
As I draw near at the door
A blinding light strucked me
With all my might I looked up
And saw the spotlight turned
At the center of the universe
Stands the fairest of them all.

From the day we met i never knew why it strucked me more as if I've been hit by a bus or stunk by a bee.
I kept sticking on you like a mighty bond glueing a broken sole of a shoe.
I want people to realise how amazing you were but you never had any effort to do so.
You say you're not attractive nor would you think you are even for the slightest bit.
You hide problems more that you could speak words thats far from it
You tend to shut your mouth only because it was better that way.
You fear the presence of people and cry in front of class.
You ask people to buy you things from stores to the point that its all going to sink into your heart that you are useless towards others. You're just a victim waiting to happened but what about us?
I want to be there. I want to listen to you i want people to realise how amazing you are. That you are enough to make them all smile. They did nothing wrong. You did nothing wrong.
I want you to realised that your flaws pushes you back
Your doubts and fears are just nothing because you wouldn't have to face it alone because I'm here. Your friends are just an arm length away
Stop minding what other people say  
Realise that you are capable to find more friends and to love not just at appearances but for who they are as a person. Everyone clearly loves you and i love you, too.
Realise that i love you more.

Three lives lost in one day
Four kids in the yard ready to play
As one had walked away
Another just sat and swayed

The one who walked away saw the van pull up
The man who saw the boy jumped him by surprise
We all fear that he lost his life
Cause we all feared he had died

Another boy sat under the tree
And as he did he began to bleed
For there was a hive of bees
For know one knew he was not breathing

Another boy went for a walk
As he was running he found some chalk
But he did not see the car that was driving up
For he did in fact get strucked

The forth boy was swaying in the yard
For he really had a big dog
But the dog couldn't see at all
As the dog walked it saw the blur and killed the kid head in jaws

Now you wonder about the kid in the van
We that kid was me and now I'm a man
I was upset to see my friends dead
But to this day i wish I was dead
Cause now I just sit in regret.

Im Massiva
In a crowd
My dress is pompeus
Im strucked
To keep it up
I stand proud
But you tame my composition
Prepared to take risks
Engaging dispositions
To kneel on the stairs to your greatness

Colossal violence revels in the midst of hostility
Ingenius methods of hipocrisy roams our land
Dressed in superior clothings of mighty brands.

Nihilistic approaches for humanity's growth
Thats how things are done
As the blood red luminant shadows of the crescent moon strucked the heart of masochistic reapers of youthful innocence.

The bitterness of peace and joy did not satiate the evil's hoggish needs
So with their monstrous jaws and claws they haunted everything that screams life and hope
Until all of the land was left with little to no resemblance of what it was before
For now, the little town for which kids seek toys to play
And where adults find palpable joy in the simplicity of their humble abodes
Is now nothing but a mere reminder of how that ghost town was

Where the ugly stench of death and prejudicial entities of mankind lodges.

Your name sits so elegantly on thy tongue,
But amnesia has strucked,
The hazelnut stirred coffee skin,
The gold strings,
Your soul piercers,
A display of your taste,
I can’t recall much,
The scene stop existing,
It was a reduced outline,
The melody silenced,
I listened to your song,
I gazed at the notes,
I followed the patterns,
I grasped the  staffs of your existence,
I consumed your procaine,
I pronounced the letters,
But I forgot your name.

Deep incisions mar soft cheeks
As the flood of hot sour tears flows
Naked poor souls die
Each passing seconds of breath
Who will hear the cry of the voiceless
The cry of silent dying destinies
Who will hear the cry of the voiceless
The age-long groping for liberation
Wake up! Wake up!

See weeping spirits strucked by hope terminating pains
See the fear ridden culture of suffering and smiling
Are you now sagging your once celebrated raised shoulders?
Who art bewitched you?
What has become of your pride of giants and giant of pride?
Sixty doesn't look good on you!
Wake up! Wake up!