Biyernes, Enero 27, 2012

RUBBER BALL




Might have seen me anywhere there
See, with every squeeze you give me, still flexible
I appear thinner and thinner if you stretch me with all your might,
close enough to tear me apart, but, still flexible

You hit me onto the solid ground, hurt yet I bounce
Don't you worry, I wasn't made of glass, just like those of rubber ducks'
Squeeze me again 'til I swell because this heart is going to snap
I'll keep you safe and warm, sleep soundly now, even it means ripping me apart
Because no matter what you do, only to you I will bounce, keep boouncing back to you.

Linggo, Enero 22, 2012

Pressure of numbness shifts up and down my spine
Being with the man is such a harmoniously painful chime
That he had it, too - the wits of the arrogant, the spirits of the kindler
In the abyss of breaking down I slowly crawl to save my soul
Metal-skinned, hide me in your sleeves, oh! Swollen eyes and pale lips, abide me with your grief
Somewhere in the brink , constant adversary welcomes me unreservedly.

All these that I have got, is so far the worse upshot
He indirectly leads me to a place I knew and yet gone astray
Little by little I drown myself in tears  that boats sail to rescue not
Don't seek me, for my dead consciousness had already forsaken your play
Then, forgiveness what? Beseech me! You wronged me; your relenting actions deserve eternal damnation
You filthy little liar who dared entered the realm of the gods , let that soul be sold at its most agonizing cost!



To The Nth Time

You stand by the solemnity of city lights, your eyes glimmer in the darkest of the night
Still unsure of what our promises are going to look like
But with eyes closed, breathing the future in, said it will be fine tonight

I awaited your arrival over a decade now, feet still standing in the place where we should be, still feeling your shadowing nearness in me. No not this time.
The promises we have made echo in my head: interminably they wail, they grief until they vanish into the great chasm of despair.
Close those eyes, the only way we should be together is to close your eyes.


How far would you go to take risks this time? Heed me, your turn now.
The moon above your heavenly face spangle all over my lifeless chase
Hoping for silver-lined wish that we happen again, over again. Don’t go. Let’s happen again.

I’m burning a thousand miles, our distant days; I now stand where I stood. Heed me, no one’s turn now.
Give it up for yourself, your life’s worth living with another in the offing.
The love I love the most has gone away, seemed like more than impossible to pick the pieces up. No happen again.


 Impatience equals self-importance
For it only follows the desires of the impatient
And those who persevere get nothing but a dream, an empty dream!


*POEM 1