pieces of a dream

{ October 2, 2009 @ 9:38 pm } · { bits and pieces }
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i walked the darkness all alone
guilt stricken and on my own
left without money and lost my home
just another beggar on the roam

spent my fortune pretending to be rich
trying to land the tip that i could never reach
and so i lost everything that i held dear
thrown away like a bottled beer

the pangs of regret bite my ear
i thought that it was nothing to be feared
now i lay alone the side of an empty road
picking up the pieces of my shattered dreams
like a puzzle only this time there are hundreds on the floor
though, i don’t have the time to scour

i should have listened to what they’ve said
something told me, only the truth was in their head
now that i am filled with shame
going back would never ever be the same

they tried to stop me but i wouldn’t let them
they tried to tell me but i wouldn’t even listen
now that it all came back to me
their words would have set me free

now the road is at it’s end
nothing there but an empty field, it’s barren
nothing more that i can do, to change
everything is out of range
on the floor i tried to pick up the pieces of my shattered dreams

the angel and the devil that lies in wait

{ August 29, 2009 @ 7:07 pm } · { bits and pieces }
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if you were my angel,
i’d tear of you wings and grind them to dust,
forever will you succumb to the fury of my lust.
slave to my power and will be mine forever.
if you were my angel, you’ll deny the existence of the heaven’s above,
forever and eternity will you traverse the hell below, but will never know such sorrow.
if you were my angel… if you were….

if you were my angel,
i’ll be the devil on your back,
creep beside you, and make a hole on the crack.
shackle you in sin and drown the living being that resides within.
shape your world, and make vivd dreams truth,
watch the masses grow to become your sleuth.
forever and eternity on the palms of my hands,
watching you while you strip dance.
if you were my angel… if you were…

if you were my angel,
you’ll watch the twilights hall light up in crimson red,
never to see the sun come up when you lay in bed.
watch the stars fall before your eyes,
and bathe before the sweetness of my lies.
if you were my angel… if you were…

good night lovely moonlight

{ August 26, 2009 @ 4:09 am } · { bits and pieces }
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good night, sleep tight.
may the angel up at the heavens
watch over you as you sleep in deep slumber,
with the moon as you night lamp
and the stars as your guide,
may dream, dreams fit royally
with the tarots in the sky.
may you meet the mad hatter
and the white rabbit having tea,
the chesire cat up on a tree,
the jabberwock on the ceiling
and queen of hearts right after her meeting,
may the dragon’s fire burn ever bright,
as the pegasus lulls you to sleep this night.
as the pixies shower you with powder,
and the faeries light the way to the higher power.
before the sun rises at the horizon,
and the moon fades before the clouds of crimson.
may you have dreamt a journey,
where none has ventured for a century…

FOUR HORSE(wo)MEN

{ August 25, 2009 @ 1:49 am } · { bits and pieces }
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her beauty was beyond compare
as men waged war in her name…

the mistress kings the
prostitute with wings.
her smile sent shivers down spine,
like drinking with parched throat an aged cooled wine.

goddess bringing forth doom upon all you who gaze,
urging you on to lie on your bed to laze.
she whose body brings forth pestilence,
without a single word bringing towns into silence.

lady of the lake,
bringing itches on her wake.
skins against an angry rake.
bringer of false hope, false cure, your health forsake.

angel with tattered wings,
the final requiem she sings.
on your resting place she stands
many a men she had a fling

Dreaming Dreams With Dreamers Me and You

{ August 6, 2009 @ 5:26 am } · { Uncategorized }
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*the night and fleeting dreams tango.
*whisper to me your Caribbean hopes.
*We’ll cruise the rooftops in twigs
*and twines and sing “i n s o m nia”

as the night falls deeper,
and the wind grows stronger.
hold my hand as the journey goes further.
into the depths of bottomless fathoms,
where dreams and reality meet at the shallows.

*i will suppress tiny fears and let go of giggles.
*we’ll form circles and blow slumber bubbles.
*and when the downpour can’t be stopped, we won’t mind.
*we’ll run mad and leave the lonely world behind.

watch fireflies dance as the owls sing songs that makes you prance,
free yourself from the darkness that surounds your heart and let you soul fly free.
as free as as angels with feathered wings can be.
take my hand and join me, the cliffs, cerulean oceans oversee.
neath that old shady tree.

*if this is a dream of utopia, let me sleep in lengthy days.
*taste the salt on my nape and take me away.
*to that place where gravity does not breathe,
*here we can float and own fins
*and we can let our hearts fall down to clumsy sins.

leave reality behind, and forget justice blind.
travel where the laws no longer apply,
where dragons freely fly.
here, none dare dictate, start our lives anew, clean slate.
together we’ll soar, our days will forever, never be bore

*we’ll take last trips and watch the day strips.
*we’ll lay on misted lawns and write love letters on our palms
*until the swirl of the dawn.
*and if it’s time to move backwards and bid adieu,
*sob no more for in your daydreams, i’ll return to you.

i’ll see you lullabies, as you lay on my lap.
sweet tender words, love as it’s gift wrap.
under the tree, overlooking the sea.
with the birds chirping happily, eagles flying free.

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{ June 28, 2009 @ 3:14 pm } · { bits and pieces }
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as the nightingale sang to the harper’s odd song
back at the road where we traveled so long
birds flew by as the sun goes down and the night comes by
the bard, he sings requiem as a lullaby

life at the edge of the twilight’s haunting halls
as the fool escapes and the wise man falls
death be the price for too much curiosity
the jester laughs at the advisor’s stupidity

the king tries to recover the crown
as the queen stood still and frown
if the plate above his head should fall
how more can a kingdom crawl

i stood by the towers long forgotten by time
as spells and enchantments ring like chime
potions and curses whose ingredients rhyme
failed experiments smell like slime

the bard he sang of songs of old
the townspeople shoulder turned cold
they never heard the tales before
soon the dawn will rise and they’ll be no more

DIWATA

{ June 27, 2009 @ 10:00 pm } · { bits and pieces }
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diwata
bituing kumikislap sa’yong mga mata
ngiti’y hugis buwan parang galing sa kalangitan
ako’y nananalangin, sana’y masilayan

diwata
ika’y nais sanang makilala
panalangin sana’y pakinggan ni bathala
makausap at makitang nakatawa

diwata
parang lumilipad na kalapati
kutis na kay puti
kagandaha’y hindi matatangi

diwata
ika’y nais makilala
sana’y dinggin ang panalangin
at ika’y mapasakin

okay! so, it’s a poor attempt to write something in tagalog. But atleast now, i can’t say i haven’t tried. ROFL

my story?

{ June 23, 2009 @ 11:03 pm } · { bits and pieces }
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born on a day
when the rain chased the sun away
sharing a fate
born three minutes late

born on a place
where love has a face
under the fading haze
watch by her caring grace

when we were three
separated to one as she
by traitors filled with greed
born same father’s seed

raised with false love’s facade
i thought i have but never had
was but nothing more dumb
kept there for ransom

when i was studying half of four
love came back, and walked me out that door
to find a sister small, a babe on the floor
with hair, lightish brown color

when undergrad studies started
took me 8 years just to get comforted
after my brother parted
and everybody high concerted

now neath the dark sky that grew
after birds north flew
as the rains and grass dew
i know and i knew…

memories

{ June 22, 2009 @ 1:37 am } · { bits and pieces }
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talk about birds and bees,
of flowers and trees.
without restrain,
no one can complain.

talk about the journey,
from here to the sea.
as we watched the sunset,
memories we’ll never forget.

talk of the fields,
under the branches as shields.
where we laid to dream,
as the clouds rolled like steam.

talk of the morrow,
when our future would never cross
since the beginning, there was no pause
our fate is parallel, this the cause

today we smile, we cry and we talk
away from the norm and the common folk.
before we say goodbye
and to another say hi

may the memories be etched
like art on metal from paper sketched
our castles in the sky
as time slowly goes by

i am

{ June 16, 2009 @ 5:36 am } · { bits and pieces }
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i may not be able to hold a pencil,
shade on a paper and draw.
i may not be able to hold a brush,
mix colors and paint without flaw.

im just some random guy,
you meet at the corner of the street.
a little bushed and a little beat,
who walks looking at his feet.

i may not look good,
in fashion or in sense.
a homebody kind a guy,
who lets time fly by.

but im the kind of guy,
where a pencil can make words fly by.
simple words that you’d always hear,
becames music when im near.

i paint my world with the colors of the words,
letters arranged in rainbow cords.
without beauty or grace,
it just brings a smile to my face.

i don’t really care
what words you fare
your opinions are your own
to live and to share

but here i lay with a pen in hand,
where i scribble a map to form my land.
my mind be twisted and conflicted,
but does anybody know who i really am?

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