Wonderful
Simply wonderful
An amazing facade
A fantastic mask

Where oh where
Did I once see

By the sea
By these people?
Strangers in and out
Moving on?

Where oh where
Did I once grasp

Cold and empty;
The house of gold
The villa of superiority;
A broken bone

Where oh where
Is my only refuge

Silver pen,
Black ink,
White lie:
Comfort me

For I was once a god
For I was once in power
For there is no one I could need
For this silhouette is vanishing

Cold heart;
Blind eye;
A question,
An answer:

Why oh why
Am I unloved

I am simply
unloved

To all those who lied:
*******! Yet how ironic,
I'm a liar too.

On a tall glass
In quite a generous mass
Cold and fluffy,
Yet  somehow warm and puffy
Some praline, and nuts
With fresh banana cuts

Sensationally sweet,
Capable of a marvelous feat
of filling a stranger full
Otherwise, he won't be in a mull
Or in a daze
Just take a look at him in that sugared haze

Whether it's strawberry or mango
Or an orange doing the tango
I'd just like to add
That we like to go mad
Or we'd go for a scream
Over something cold, called: ice cream

Show me your heart,
And I'll show you a work of art

I'll make it grand
I'll make it with allure
I'll make it to withstand
Even time and the impure

Give me that pen,
I'll make the horizons broaden

I'll let you see
The wonders of the universe
I'll show you that you're not just any
For you are a blessing, not a curse

How about just a smile,
And I'll walk with you down the aisle

We'll write of our adventures quaintly,
Be it with pens or pencils
Even with the most unlikely
of writing utensils

Precious blackbird;
Please utter not a word
But please sing to me again
Under this moonlight, with my pen

Blackbird! Blackbird! Oh so sweet!
Let me stand again on my own feet
And while you take your grand encore,
Here I am begging for more!

That's entertainment!
Ridiculously fun pain;
But at least worth while.

I just don't like the crust
This is what you should trust
But I like it in peaches and cream
Otherwise, It'd make me scream

So just open your mouth
And don't be uncouth
Don't be rude
Just have a taste of this sweet food

So now take it, and don't deny
That this thing tastes good and isn't dry
And I have a feeling we'll see eye to eye
Once you taste this delectable and delicious pie.

Oh September, September
Lovely day today aye?
As I remember...
It's today! Happy birthday!

But, year after year
I've never called anyone dear;
Year after year,
no comes near
Each year is dry,
Not one tear to cry
And; I wonder why...
Will it be this way 'till I die?

Ah September, September
Give me a smile
One that would last for a while
Ah September, Please let me remember,
that nineteenth day,
that I did my way.
Oh it's September: happy birthday!
At least for today...

This day, I'll study.
On second thought, never mind.
I'll procrastinate.

Here is something sweeter,
Like a glass of fine wine
Something never bitter
With a taste truly divine
Wrapped in sweet white;
A color of sparkling scarlet;
And a scent that brings excite
Presented only to my starlet

That is my sweetest addiction.
Something I will call dandy
Something I can say with conviction
Something that is called: candy.

It all starts with a pen.
Perhaps a line and then
Scribble round and about
Of course with some doubt
That you will like them,
Then after wards: "Yay! A poem!"
But if you think its like your 'femme'
Which is more impossible than a gem
I beg you just don't shout
Like an extremist devout...
Besides, if you think again,
It all starts with a pen

Watch a blue bird flutter
Watch it over the gutter
He'll fly to begin
Something we call: Imagine

Watch them sing and dance
Under a soft trance;
We like to call dream,
Under the moon's beam

For all his life he will fly
Believing that he won't die
Unless he neglects his flight
To the eternally bright light

Until one day he descends
To the earth's bitter ends
Giving his wings an inflammation.
Don't worry just keep in mind: This is imagination

The stage, the spotlight;
What a spectacle
An applause in the night:
A perfect evening;
What can I say?
I can do this everyday,
Even after I age;
I want to be on... Center stage

Finally, the night, the dream
Tears start running down
Then a solemn scream;
Lingering through the night.
Don't ask me why
For I too may cry:
"After the curtain will fall:
There it is... My curtain call"

But even so after I age,
Or even after the curtain will fall
I will still be on... Center Stage!
Never taking my curtain call

Haiku, free flowing
Endearing, and selflessly
Ignorant, and plain

Things meant to be
Things only I can see
A stain of black
On a mellow white;
Things I lack
Are out of my sight
Curse be me
I can see that you agree

Curse the day that I met her!
I could not decline.
Curse the day that I met her!
I did not see the sign.
Curse the day that I met her!
I simply do not fit her design...

Curse yesterday, today, and everyday,
Curses to one and all; but
Blessed be that day I stepped inside that room
And blessed be that lesson that I will take to my tomb:

Life is this
We will all end up
Simply; in the abyss

Zap the lightning. Crash the thunder.
Even immortals; they will sunder
Under my wrath they will be lit
So mortals prepare and so be it.

I wish I were the phoenix
Die and burn to live again
Fly up the sky
and repeat: times ten

I wish I were the dragon
Strong and resilient, but though
Havoc and no mercy...
So maybe just no

I wish I were the Pegasus
So grand and noble
Up high and mighty
but chained... terrible

I wish to be free
To fly high in the sky
To glide across the sea
To live and to die!

Again and again...
I wish I were the phoenix so I may die
to live again and again
So more I could rest and lie

I'm filled with wrath
And, I can't see the right path

This demonic energy
Messing with my memory

Making me numb
Making me succumb
This fleeting power
From this foolish anger

Those lame excuses for people
Who destroys such a thing called "peaceful"
They make me puke
They make me rebuke

Yet I'm so tired
I can't do anything even if I desired
Ergo let me rest
For it would be the best

A fine white line;
Brings out color divine
A fine white thread;
weaving songs in my head
A fine white ring;
You are under my wing;
And you will hear me sing
A line of pure white;
Singing;
Forever, in the night

And as the phoenix flies,
one day he just dies
Then gives birth to himself again
With his mind set on zen
Till he goes ablaze
Then the people are in a daze
Of his beautiful flame
For they know that its his name

Around goes the clock:
Tick-tock tick-tock. It's so slow.
I wish it would stop.

As of late, they're starting to show
What are they you say? I don't know
I see black horns and red wings
Like bats out of hell with loose strings
I say to myself that I can handle,
But I can't help it but to leave a candle
Oh please don't let them fly
So may I ask? Are there demons nearby?

It's nearing midnight again
Oh its somewhere past ten
Here I go, lights out
Just wanting to scream and shout

But maybe I'll just go outside
Give myself and the shore a stride
And as the ocean cries,
Perhaps I'll go chase some fireflies

Oh these fireflies; sweet and splendid
Not minding that they're being fended
I touch their light, it gives me kiss
Oh what joy, what simple bliss

Though sometimes you may get burned,
It's usually worth it. At least you learned
For every time you have it on your hand,
I promise you, it won't be like sand

I realize then to deep regret,
It's time to sleep. I had my set
But again I remember that tomorrow,
Won't be governed by sorrow

For at night fall, there is the shore
Nothing I would wish no-less or no-more
Oh midnight please arise,
So I can start chasing some fireflies

So tonight it's just me
and my guitar
I guess it's alright to be
Gazing on that star

But tonight I own it;
I have it for my own
The wonderful night: moonlit
And the day: bemoan

The stars they seem to blind
These eyes of mine; tired
My guitar? Not that unkind
My pen? Truly inspired

The night is all mine
But it's saying: "get out of my sight"
So I reply: "I'll wait for the sun to shine
so maybe for now, goodnight"

We'll see birds flying
We'll see sun rising
We'll hear winds sighing
As for you, enticing

I'll hear fireworks roar
You'll see my eyes shine
For I love you forever more;
Complete and benign

I just hope this would happen
I just hope you were mine
I bet this day will be barren
But, if you're my valentine...

I swear it was moonlit
When I felt like ****

I did something wrong,
Yet I tried to stay strong

It was under the stars,
That I bore these scars

I felt it started out nice,
But who knew that I'd be left in the cold ice?

A voice from flickering air,
It simply left me bare.

I said: "I like you,
I want to know you"

I waited. And finally the message came.
Immediately, I felt more pathetic than lame

Bullet-like words struck my heart
wonderfully like a brilliant piece of art.

So my life, it just stopped then.
It'd be a failure to count to ten.
So yet again, I'll just pick up my pen:
"I know I'll never see you again"

Two strangers and one night
All cheerful with delight
A night of sing and dance: Oh my...
A night in entrance: I don't lie

A stranger saying hi,
to a stranger passing by
Two people whom neither one knew,
Seem to be getting along with this strange brew

The other stranger, saying: "I love you"
While other people say: "So it's those two"
But looking at the time they say:
"Oh I must go my own way"

And so they thought that fate would betray
But to their surprise, fate led them to stay
Oh these two stranger-born lovers,
Are about to get their answers

Two strangers to show their colors
Two strangers ending a great day with their next-day errors
Oh to be in love and stupid,
Oh to be no less than enchanted

Then the next day comes: It doesn't feel blessed
Yet it also doesn't feel messed.
Now two strangers out of sight
To be forgotten by the next moonlight...

Two strangers last night
Were once cheerful with delight
In what was once a night of sing and dance
Became something of a sad romance

And though the stage has been set,
I feel nothing,
I remain a silhouette,
As it's crumbling

Isa, dalawa, hanggang sampu.
Bilang sa daliri ko
Ang bilang ng araw na umuwi
Ako na hindi lasing

Sa pagpasok pa lang
Uwi na ang hinahanap
Para makapiling
Ang kanais nais kong kama

Ngunit bago sa pagalis
Ay may karamdamang
Hindi kakaiba
Hindi nakapagtataka

Ang pagtawag ng cervesa at tabako
Ng aking utak para sa aking katawan
Ay dumadagumgdong
Sa kaluluwa kong mahina

Isang bote isa pa isa pa
Isang kaha isa pa tama na
tuloy tuloy ang daloy ng alak
Sunod sunod Ang buka ng usok

Sa pagtulog ubos na ang pakiramdam
Ni-pandinig ay sumuko na.
Amoy na lang ng amats
Ano na ba anng kinahihinatnan

Isa

Dalawa

Tatlo

Hanggang sampu

Bilang sa aking kamay
Ang araw na Hindi ako lasing
Ang sigarilyong hindi naubos
At ang mga araw na humihinga pa ako

I think he has done it all
To think he was ten feet tall
I guess one day he'd retire
To go home and play his lyre

To think an immortal can die
To think that the cold can cry
To think those who are above
Can learn how to love

I guess I was wrong
For all this long...

But when in doubt,
Or when I want to shout,
I always find it dandy
To go back to my candy

Finally, the mortal has died
At the very least, no one cried
Now it's time for the immortal to reign
So I ask you; will you remain sane?

I've once seen people go in and out
of that beautiful gallery throughout

Awed with it's glittering splendor,
their eyes in a deep surrender

There stood a magnificent picture,
As if it was bathed in golden glitter
They'd always stop by to give it a praise
They would stand in front of it for days

For it was a painting wonderfully made,
Fine strokes of brush with marvelous shade

There it spoke only one language:
Perfection; an old dialect and adage

The people presented were curiously happy.
A child, an adult, fighting over candy
As the others just watched and laughed
Their joyously gay craft

The artist never thought of a glimpse of sorrow
Heck, the worst thing there was an unearthly wallow

And of course everything was accompanied by an aesthetic hue,
Colors that somehow don't know the word: adieu

But somehow I never seem to be amazed
of that painting people always crazed
For only I can see what it really is:
A picture no less than ****

They see fine strokes
When I see it in smokes

They see a marvelous shade
While I see a boring cascade

I beg them to give the gallery reprieve
But they never listen, they never leave

For I can see the colors dying
Yet why won't they start crying?
But I can't blame them for what they say,
Only I can see that picture fading away...

Tomorrow might be a good day,
There is nothing else to say.
For I may have a date,
With a wonderful gal called fate.

Have you met good 'ol Lewis?
He'll be the best person you'll meet
I swear and I promise

He may be a bit shy
So just treat him well
Then again, He'll just give you a sigh

This guy you see, will always smile
No matter what you do
Even if your sin goes for a mile

And have you  met his best friend yet?
Not to boast, but it's basically me
Though in the end, I'm just a silhouette

But lately, he's feeling a bit down
And I want to help him out
Lately he's like a king, losing his crown

Anyway, lets help good 'ol Lewis out
And I know just the way to do so
And that dear friends, is what you shouldn't doubt...

I wonder if I could.
I wonder if I want.
Then again the question would be would

Maybe I can.
Perhaps it is so
But perhaps it has already began

So be it so
So be it now
So be it to disavow!

Then again I question,
I wonder,
Is this my obsession?

Just let me finish this riff,
then pass that thing around
And give me a sniff
To hear better the sound

Dear God I love that vial
Okay now this time I won't lie
I just love my ******* smile
Oh and yes, I'm high

If there's one thing I want to do:
That is to break my sanity
To shatter my head, and say adieu
Before I give into vanity

I want to pass away
Shut down and break
For I always say:
Life isn't something I can take

Oh just shoot me now
Give me a bullet in the head
So to all I can vow:
I am truly dead

It was before sunset,
The day we met.

Time stopped I swear
I even forgot, I care

It was then after dark
When she left a mark

Who knew, that my night
Was set to ignite

It was then the next day
I thought I knew my way

Then a message arrived
My sadness then deprived

Finally it was bliss
Something worthy to reminisce

Again, time stopped and then
I picked up my pen,
I counted to ten:
"I wish I could see you again"

The war has ended
Sadly, it left me bloodied
At least, there is peace

Just last night
he gave himself a fright
A little blood on the floor
A silhouette across his door

Blood seeping out...
Out and about
His face is pale,
And his body: frail

Knife in hand
A smile on his face: grand
Good 'ol Lewis is dead
On his good 'ol soft bed

So see him lifeless
See his unorthodox happiness
As the silhouette exits
Out of those forsaken derelicts...

He left a note on the floor saying:
"For the record, this is no slaying.
This is merely the right way of helping him.
For it is not right to leave your best friend in  whim.

So just face the fact,
that he isn't coming back.
Good 'ol Lewis is dead
And be thankful, you weren't at his stead."

Once again, I'm in bliss
A feeling that I miss
Once again I can smile
Now without denial
For now, you make my day
Because you can make me say:
"Back then, it wasn't you
Now, I think I love you"

Start with a dream
Feel that esteem
End with a smile
You'll find it worthwhile

If she would give you a kiss
You'll end up in bliss
If you can just feel her
Never again shall it blur

Remember that yesterday
Remember the way she would sway
So romantic the way you dance
May you repeat if you had a chance?

She’s so lovely don’t you think?
Why, you won’t even waste time to blink
But alas night will fall
And you shall say goodbye to that doll

Now in leaving
Just keep believing
That she will come back
To complete what you lack

She will give back your love
And again, shall you soar to the skies above

Close your eyes
on that cold dark night
Where your heart, cold as ice
Will know he's not always right

Rest your head
on that warm pillow
And imagine her face turn red
And yours sadder than a willow

Go to your slumber
And try to believe
That when you dream of her
You; wont be as somber

But for now just sleep unfurled
And think of her beam
For there is no better world
Than what is called: dream

Oh fill my eyes with hate
Fill it, and see your fate

Oh remove joy from my eyes.
It gives me nothing but sighs

Bring back the memory of anger
So the other memories, I can shatter

As for the olden cheer
Leave it be, give it a jeer

So fill me with spite
And get out of my sight

Indeed in the end, you will see me cry
So I will say, I will not delay
But these people, just keep on passing by

Stars in passing, no God can defy
Get out of my way! For I will say:
Indeed in the end, you will see me cry

And to my enamor, who wishes to fly;
Go home if you may for I shall stay
But these people, just keep on passing by

Galaxies rupturing, way in the sky
Yet I say nay, to that inborn fray
Indeed in the end, you will see me cry

Finally to my heart, who shall deny
When the lights dim gray; pray, day by day
But these people, just keep on passing by

I in passing, only God can defy
Here, as I lay, I will always pray:
Indeed in the end, you will see me cry
But these people, just keep on passing by

Mystic creature prowling the night
Gracefully dancing out the light
Slithering between lamps and posts
Mystic creature akin to ghosts

Wandering in, out, out and in
Lost it seems, looking for its kin
Out and about it sees a sign
Wandering creature sees: not one of mine

Fluttering from the south comes a crow
Saying: follow me, I know where to go
Excitedly, creature follows through
Oh what a sad creature, the crow left and flew...

Now back to the alley where this one began
This alley cat who got tired and ran

Alley cat, alley cat, you know where to stay
Here in the dark, where the other cats lay
Alley cat, alley cat, only to you I say:
I wish to be like you; I wish to know my way

How long has it been
Since I felt like this
I know it isn't a sin
To be in bliss
But this just too great
Just too endearing
And as of date
I've stop hearing
Hearing her call
I've closed my ears
For I have heard it all
And I grow weary of my tears.

But at last I now know
That I can leave you and I be
Thank you, for letting me go
Thank you I am free

Enter, the night!
Exiting daylight,
giving such a fright

Enter, the night!
Such a beautiful sight,
Such wonderful might

Enter, the night!
Watch everything take flight,
Incuding that glorious light...

Oh glorious light,
You fail to put up a fight
And as you begin to alight,
come enter: the night!

Look forward to a day
Where today is no longer yesterday

Yesterday was fear
Yesterdays of uncertainty
Of longing.
Of only pure liquid coursing through your veins

Oh the yesterday where rain is a blessing
When the heat
You feel is only sunlight
Ah a heat lacking lust

A dream

But look forward to today
A today where it is tomorrow

And imagine
That today is a blessing
Today is sunlight
Imagine that today there is warmth

Now after today
After today brings

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
A tomorrow of uncertainty
Another tomorrow of fear
And another
And another
And another

A tomorrow
Of dreaming of today
Back to yesterday and yesterday