wala lang
spiked with fire
cool as ice
trembled in fury
malevolent being
growing from the ashes
anger by gaze
hatred unfazed
until the emotions
gathered and blew
to nothingness
until the eyes are dead
soul had given up
on the possibilities
and just looked
at the horizon
and see blank
empty spaces.
Noticably there
To be truly happy, I cannot
For I live in fear,
of the Irony Gods
I cannot promise myself
Or let myself think
of an eternal bond of peace
Since I am residing in a field of chaos
An internal war of me, myself and my alter ego
who seems to be more than ever welcome
seeping through the cracks and crevices
unseen but noticably there
/** hindi na ako marunong kung paano maging talagang masaya... dahil alam ko may magsisira't magsisira noon..*/
idle afternoon
smell of acetone
brushed off polished toes
lingered on the soles of my fingers
music danced around the ears
melancholy rage,
beauty and pain
seared through the heart of sadness
that whispered malice velvet darkness
crystal clear waters
drop to an endless river.
eyes dimmed out, unbright
a candle lost its light
far beyond, a soul exhales its last breath
to reach with open arms, the hands of death
i chose to love you in silence
For within silence,
I can blindly grope at nothing.
Ignore the storm raged of suffering
The tinny hail of sadness
In the deadly hours, I can close my eyes
and stare into a reverie of delusions
that is a reality.
And never will you see
that each time I reawaken myself from the blindness,
the light that glistens
to the fallen tears that cry.
not giving a damn.
why would he give a damn
if i feel hurt, or if i feel pain...
he doesn't know me well enough
to understand what to tame
that I bleed inside
and it hurts as if I died each day
of the passing time...
I have nobody to turn to
nobody to trust,
that my heart doesn't matter,
my feelings ain't much...
perfect timings
how did you knew
I needed someone to talk to
when you called and said hello
and we had fun
talking about anything kickass
to laptops, nerds, and blue hair
to dota, games, and colorful office wear
thank you very much for the time...
thank you so much...friend of mine...
/** crappy piece of shit... */
umbrella
The rain poured and
with a flourish
of your hand
you opened your umbrella
to keep us away
from the teardrops
of the sky that lands
creating our own little bubble
that little special world
where your arms are around
my shoulders
and mine around your waist
surrounded by the fields that cry
floods the kissing ground it tastes..
until the umbrella closed
and the magic left
leaving the sound of reality
to awaken me
from my precious reverie...
/**
you were....words couldn't ever describe */
