Am Home Again
11 Feb 2010 2 Comments
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The rift of familiar views plays
The scents of habitual journey
Hangover head From a well celebrated “the night before”
Thru air, water, and finally land
I travel going to where my heart is
No Ipods, no techno games
Just plain excitement
And bag full of dinosaur toys
Durian city Pasalubongs
And Super excited self
Enough to keep this space of waiting occupied
FinallyI AM HOME AGAIN
-FEB112010
Insanely Yours
12 Jan 2010 Leave a Comment
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Explaining is hard
Not much in expounding
But in the prerequisite process of understanding
Insanity is an approved vacation leave
Once tagged of it
It’s already defined and excused
An edible thought
Easy to swallow
Sanity on the other hand
Is a façade
Of dynamic multifarious of confusion
The thinnest space in the middle
Between genius and it’s opposite
Conundrum of sanity
Is just too safe or too prone
Answers doesn’t guarantee closures
To the stomach of the hungry curiosity
It’s just an appetizer
To begin is already conceding
The demise to the deafening rational
When the essentials are blinding
The bottom line is not always the deepest
The goal is to come out uncontaminated
From the worldly prejudice
And the freezing coldness of people
I keep my secrets veiled
These treasures may not have a price
These values might not be meaningful
But the apathy you made me feel
I can longer be sanely honest
I am only be insanely truthful
Roommate’s Grumble
22 Nov 2009 Leave a Comment
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When I pick up my guitar
You ready your ears
I’ll start losing myself
While you start to injure
Hehehehehe !
In transit strum of my pick
I am stoned to another realm
While you stay and take cover
Torn between the cracking ceiling or the shaking wall
And in every shout of freedom!
You have a sole choice
Succumb to the infectious experience
I command you to learn to enjoy
This spring of profligacy
Thicker line of genius than insanity
Blissfulness of no gauge
Transcends time physiology
Until the session is over
The creeping of the after-taste
Aftershock-grin that reminds me
In reverent with matching nod-in-the-head whisper
“This is the kind of pleasure…Nobody can get over.”
Muhahahahaha! Hehehehehe !
In this Line of Job
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In this Line of Job
Missing what we’ve lost
Would only be wasteful as it is
Regrets means nothing
Until a better change
From squares to circles
And back to squares
I’ve seen the rows of light and air
In so many different angles
If not yet all
These changes says it all
Headsets in our mouths
A skeletal mask tied tight
Chastised to a grueling queue
Like a leash on the neck
Only this one’s on the head
The form doesn’t really matter
It’s the same wire
The shortest bridge that can really travel
In our own tropical front row seats
Premiering a glimpse of
The progressive foreign lands
O hail to the paying west!
Identity in disguise
Losing our borne sleep
Our Education in demise
Diplomas are bluntly inconsequential
But who cares?
This is a curse cruise, enjoy the ride!
For what it’s worth
I’ve eaten tastier breads
Drunk sweeter wines
And finally…tried a silver knife
To cut myself bleed
See if I’m still alive
-Mindspen 10/26/09
trabaho
15 Aug 2009 Leave a Comment
Distance only makes things smaller
Soaring alone shouldn’t be a dream
I swear
It’s lonely up there
And in the inside
It’s just wind
I would have told this to the many
If I was the one promoted
And since it wasn’t me
The honor and pleasure was all yours
No matter how much you want to share it
Regretting it?
Please don’t
The calling may have been for the both of us
But the choice was you
You were built for this anyway
You and me both
Living behind our own shadows
Living in our own tales
Stories that grew bigger than the teller
The truth embellished by how people wants to see it
Heroism in a soap opera
Sensationalized, filtered
Redrafted circumstance
It sells because people needed it
People love dealing anything but their own
When the time comes
I will be there to catch you
I swear that on our friendship’s grave
The one that dies when our corporate relationship begins
When whole world turns and your on top
We made it at last
It was such a long and agonizing journey
Sacrifices we had to offer
For the love of who or what?
You made it not we
Because here I am now
Stepping down
Giving the floor
With envy and relief
Clapping my hands for same the reasons
Incase
21 Apr 2009 1 Comment
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How high are the clouds?
Are they really that far?
Look up, look up!
And realize
You should turn a round
I will chase you like fire chasing the boom
No matter how far you’ve already gone
I won’t hesitate to follow
Just give me a sign
Look up, look up!
You’ll reach it soon
But if you feel lonely just a bit
Just give me I sign
And I will fly with my broken wings
I will look up
To you
Just incase
Uno cycle
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Running circles
From point one to one
The HOW to define
The curves of meaning
From blank to complex
From complex and back
Without learning baby steps
Flew straight enough height
Just to feel… and fall
Letting this urge be satisfied
To lay still
And be hungry again
Tales of a broken Story
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