and yet slowly you fall
without hope, and yet without fear.
uplifting your soul
and making you whole

can you speak without voice?
and yet be heard for miles?
can your words be felt?
even when words themselves fall short?

love is digital
a series of ones and zeros
turning you on
leaving everything off

i will be your keyboard
listening to your woe
the strokes in which that eases
your sadness, and your sorrow
the tireless ear
always near

I will be your mouse
the pointer that guides your way
never far, but a click away
turning each page
as you take a step
forward, backward or stay
scrolling through life
with each passing day

i will be the media player
the itunes as you sleep
singing lullabies softly and sweet
the soundtrack as you dream

the future’s bleak,
and your courage weak.
you fail to pass,
when failing seemed impossible.
you are young,
what wrong with loving someone.

Everything may seem wrong,
nothing may seem right
but i’ll be there to hold your hand
and get you through the night

today it rained,
so hard, you woke up late.
time passed by,
before you can even say hi,
they day has said goodbye.
and the plane has taken flight
left you alone, staring out of zone.

Everything may seem wrong,
nothing may seem right
but i’ll be there to hold your hand
and get you through the night

yesterday,
the memories were made
everything was filled with joy
until someone came,
and said you were just a toy.

Everything may seem wrong,
nothing may seem right
but i’ll be there to hold your hand
and get you through the night

your heart may break,
and your eyes may never see,
the light of day once again.
you may fall, stumble and crawl
but through it all,
i’ll hold your hand,
sing a song,
may not be long.
dry your tears,
take your fears.
hold you tight
and make sure you make it through the night

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

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…

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

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.

_____*______

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
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