Introversial DesiRe
On: Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Who do you remember in the middle of a cyclone?
Who's voice do you hear when its silence on the phone?
Left in the desert with nothing but sand and stone,
Who do you think of when you're all alone?
Why is there only an empty lifeless void in my head?
The same plain feeling without butter on the bread.
Why are most my dreams as good as dead?
The only thing i get is more silence instead.
If there is a price to pay then is this the fee?
Empty feelings with a missing part of me.
Come closer come nearer if you cannot see,
All i need is your smile in the wee.
A lock is nothing if a key doesn't come together,
A mechanism does not work if there is no lever.
My heart cannot function without you as the pacer,
And my world is wobbly without you at its center.
Come with the wind that blows from heaven,
Appear on a white horse riding from the southern.
Bump into me at some secluded run down tavern,
It doesn't matter as long as i'm not forgotten.
.
Who's voice do you hear when its silence on the phone?
Left in the desert with nothing but sand and stone,
Who do you think of when you're all alone?
Why is there only an empty lifeless void in my head?
The same plain feeling without butter on the bread.
Why are most my dreams as good as dead?
The only thing i get is more silence instead.
If there is a price to pay then is this the fee?
Empty feelings with a missing part of me.
Come closer come nearer if you cannot see,
All i need is your smile in the wee.
A lock is nothing if a key doesn't come together,
A mechanism does not work if there is no lever.
My heart cannot function without you as the pacer,
And my world is wobbly without you at its center.
Come with the wind that blows from heaven,
Appear on a white horse riding from the southern.
Bump into me at some secluded run down tavern,
It doesn't matter as long as i'm not forgotten.
.
West she Goes
On: Sunday, March 1, 2009
The sun rises from the east and sets in the west,
The same direction she went when the time is best.
Along with it went most my zest and all the rest,
As now my sunshine comes 8 hours late from the west.
Like a caterpillar morphing into a butterfly,
Your metamorphosis gave you wings to fly.
Did i mention you were so pretty at times it made me shy?
Guess its just one of those things that slips me by.
Of marshmellows that reminds me of your smile so warm,
Wonder if you have any over there in your dorm.
It'll surely keep you warm come thunder or snow storm,
Like thick quilt blankets made in candy form.
Most nights without you around is like after glow,
Dim and dull but still time painstakingly flow.
The events that came along i can't really follow,
Those days when i'm not high i'm just down low.
Do take care my sugar my sunshine,
When you succeed they might build you a shrine.
If that happens i'll decorate it with eglantine,
So forget me not come rain come shine.
=)
The same direction she went when the time is best.
Along with it went most my zest and all the rest,
As now my sunshine comes 8 hours late from the west.
Like a caterpillar morphing into a butterfly,
Your metamorphosis gave you wings to fly.
Did i mention you were so pretty at times it made me shy?
Guess its just one of those things that slips me by.
Of marshmellows that reminds me of your smile so warm,
Wonder if you have any over there in your dorm.
It'll surely keep you warm come thunder or snow storm,
Like thick quilt blankets made in candy form.
Most nights without you around is like after glow,
Dim and dull but still time painstakingly flow.
The events that came along i can't really follow,
Those days when i'm not high i'm just down low.
Do take care my sugar my sunshine,
When you succeed they might build you a shrine.
If that happens i'll decorate it with eglantine,
So forget me not come rain come shine.
=)
Stranger, Lover
On: Tuesday, January 20, 2009
A love story with no one to relate to,
A love poem with no one to write to.
A single soul and not a pair of two,
A silence where no one says i love you too.
I miss you the girl i have yet to meet,
The girl i wish could melt me at her feet.
Till that day i'll search the empty street,
When we meet with opens arms i'll greet.
You caused me a longing i can't describe,
And its not something i willingly subscribe.
This longing is sustained only by my pride,
Cuz its something i can't push off with a bribe.
A missing piece of a broken heart,
A missing wheel of a moving cart,
I can't find it in a shopping mart,
Cuz its you i know who's having that part.
Silent are the nights with your absence,
While i search for a trace of your existence.
Do come embrace me with your presence,
Give my life a lil more purpose and essence.
I'm missing A you in my life,
And i don't want no doll as my wife.
Come closer and give me a reason to strife,
Together we'll form a bond unbreakable by knife....
A love poem with no one to write to.
A single soul and not a pair of two,
A silence where no one says i love you too.
I miss you the girl i have yet to meet,
The girl i wish could melt me at her feet.
Till that day i'll search the empty street,
When we meet with opens arms i'll greet.
You caused me a longing i can't describe,
And its not something i willingly subscribe.
This longing is sustained only by my pride,
Cuz its something i can't push off with a bribe.
A missing piece of a broken heart,
A missing wheel of a moving cart,
I can't find it in a shopping mart,
Cuz its you i know who's having that part.
Silent are the nights with your absence,
While i search for a trace of your existence.
Do come embrace me with your presence,
Give my life a lil more purpose and essence.
I'm missing A you in my life,
And i don't want no doll as my wife.
Come closer and give me a reason to strife,
Together we'll form a bond unbreakable by knife....
TrickLe of coLouRs
On: Thursday, December 11, 2008
As the rising sun evaporates the morning dew,
Scavengers & vermins scramble back to their mew.
It has been some time since happiness is few,
And black and white has been my only field of view.
But now trickle of colours started flowing in,
Something pleasantly welcoming yet foreign.
Grasping feebly for yellow and blue to begin,
The sunny sky brings a warmth from within.
1st impression is that she comes from the shade.
But i see colours originating from the heart she made,
She's not bad after all and i'm appreciating her serenade.
I was touched like hell when he did what he actually did,
I never knew i had a friend like that in a weather so humid.
Its one of the reason my vision is filling with colours so timid,
I will remember your help and make sure it sticks to me like lipid.
And to this girl with a secret blog the world doesn't know,
Thanks for being my kaleidoscope of colour when it snow.
Your optimistic view showed me that life is not so hollow,
Bursting into my life out of no where saved me from being shallow.
For a shortie who's almost the lousiest bestest friend on earth to me,
You fail as a counsellour but i would not trade you for a million gee.
I just simply luv you for the colours you splatter and don't charge a fee,
You showed me a true friendship that none will believe untill they see.
I glimpse rainbows with seven colours slowly appearing,
Those sweet smiles and warm hugs that keeps me going.
I see trickle of colours glimmering everywhere i'm loooking,
And i think i'm gonna start loving every colour that i'm seeing.
*
Scavengers & vermins scramble back to their mew.
It has been some time since happiness is few,
And black and white has been my only field of view.
But now trickle of colours started flowing in,
Something pleasantly welcoming yet foreign.
Grasping feebly for yellow and blue to begin,
The sunny sky brings a warmth from within.
Its funny how i never see love behind that ego,
Care from my old man that i notice only days ago.
His picture in my mind is now like a mosaic of lego,
But he will never know because like him i have an ego.
1st impression is that she comes from the shade.
But i see colours originating from the heart she made,
She's not bad after all and i'm appreciating her serenade.
I was touched like hell when he did what he actually did,
I never knew i had a friend like that in a weather so humid.
Its one of the reason my vision is filling with colours so timid,
I will remember your help and make sure it sticks to me like lipid.
And to this girl with a secret blog the world doesn't know,
Thanks for being my kaleidoscope of colour when it snow.
Your optimistic view showed me that life is not so hollow,
Bursting into my life out of no where saved me from being shallow.
For a shortie who's almost the lousiest bestest friend on earth to me,
You fail as a counsellour but i would not trade you for a million gee.
I just simply luv you for the colours you splatter and don't charge a fee,
You showed me a true friendship that none will believe untill they see.
I glimpse rainbows with seven colours slowly appearing,
Those sweet smiles and warm hugs that keeps me going.
I see trickle of colours glimmering everywhere i'm loooking,
And i think i'm gonna start loving every colour that i'm seeing.
*
ComMunication dOwn
On: Thursday, November 27, 2008
Heads up testing testing one two three,
I'm speaking with a microphone on a high degree.
But you still don't understand that i need to be free,
And all you know is to engage me in a pointless melee.
I've tried for months talking to you through diplomacy,
But you only have in mind that i'm causing controversy.
The only thing right to you is you and your bureaucracy,
And it's obvious between you and me there is no democracy.
You might notice the recent lack of communication,
But can you blame me all for sticking to my notion?
Your silly ideals makes my life a suspended animation,
Must it really comes to a point where i stage a demonstration?
So maybe you think most my points are all superficial,
But look into the mirror and you'll realise you're in denial.
I'd really hate to see things between us turn artificial,
Because even if i don't say it out loud you're someone special.
Stop this nonsense and just learn to let go a little,
You don't need to leash me forever i'm not so brittle.
Please just understand and stop being a poison needle,
I'm just a guy in need to solve his life's own riddle.
*
I'm speaking with a microphone on a high degree.
But you still don't understand that i need to be free,
And all you know is to engage me in a pointless melee.
I've tried for months talking to you through diplomacy,
But you only have in mind that i'm causing controversy.
The only thing right to you is you and your bureaucracy,
And it's obvious between you and me there is no democracy.
You might notice the recent lack of communication,
But can you blame me all for sticking to my notion?
Your silly ideals makes my life a suspended animation,
Must it really comes to a point where i stage a demonstration?
So maybe you think most my points are all superficial,
But look into the mirror and you'll realise you're in denial.
I'd really hate to see things between us turn artificial,
Because even if i don't say it out loud you're someone special.
Stop this nonsense and just learn to let go a little,
You don't need to leash me forever i'm not so brittle.
Please just understand and stop being a poison needle,
I'm just a guy in need to solve his life's own riddle.
*
Tick Tock, And life goes on.
On: Saturday, November 22, 2008
Moved a semicircle when the needle stops spinning,
The clock stops ticking but time continues moving.
Lived for a moment when my heart stops beating,
I ceased living but the world continues revolving.
Like a small lil particle in a whole solid matter,
Its presence is insignificant like ripples on water.
Like a small fry wanting to be something greater,
I guess its possible if he becomes his own master.
Master of his own thoughts to begin with,
Master of his surrounding to know its girth.
Master of his emotion to feel more mirth,
Master of his time since the day of birth.
Every clock ticks with a rhythm and rhyme,
Every second worth more than a million dime.
What's left by the flow slowly becomes mime,
What that remains is just the essence of time.
Time never stops for a person who is slacking,
Time won't bend nor wilt to do his bidding.
When would he learn to stop his snoozing?
Hopefully before time consumes him in its passing.
*
The clock stops ticking but time continues moving.
Lived for a moment when my heart stops beating,
I ceased living but the world continues revolving.
Like a small lil particle in a whole solid matter,
Its presence is insignificant like ripples on water.
Like a small fry wanting to be something greater,
I guess its possible if he becomes his own master.
Master of his own thoughts to begin with,
Master of his surrounding to know its girth.
Master of his emotion to feel more mirth,
Master of his time since the day of birth.
Every clock ticks with a rhythm and rhyme,
Every second worth more than a million dime.
What's left by the flow slowly becomes mime,
What that remains is just the essence of time.
Time never stops for a person who is slacking,
Time won't bend nor wilt to do his bidding.
When would he learn to stop his snoozing?
Hopefully before time consumes him in its passing.
*
TrAnSiTion
On: Friday, November 7, 2008
Looking through memories sweeping up dust,
Picking up scattered pieces that made my past.
Facing those fears that once formed a crust,
Breaking past it one at a time with a ballast.
Sometimes this statement is like what the heck!
If there's still unfinished bussiness on the rack,
It's vital to retrace the point where you 1st lost track.
Like a rock in the river it just alter the flow,
But a boulder in a stream makes the flow goes slow.
So those unsolved issues makes my movement low,
Holding me back untill i can't reach tomorrow.
Picking up pieces and accepting the fact,
Quarantine those fraction that could infect.
Deleting traits and faults that causes defect,
Its the only way i can keep my life intact.
This is a phase changing evolution.
Where in music they name it modulation,
In transformers it is called transformation,
But in my life now.... its simply a transition.
You have a name, angel ?
On: Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I wonder if its my imagination or you being a personification,
Because no girls i know can move in such graceful locomotion.
I wonder how you make the world go about in slow motion,
With everything else a blur but you in high definition?
Grace of an angel even when you walk on the floor,
Beauty of a goddess when you smile near the door.
-rubs eye, *rub rub*, i'm dreaming. -
Because no girls i know can move in such graceful locomotion.
I wonder how you make the world go about in slow motion,
With everything else a blur but you in high definition?
Grace of an angel even when you walk on the floor,
Beauty of a goddess when you smile near the door.
-rubs eye, *rub rub*, i'm dreaming. -
~ tAinT ~
On: Friday, October 17, 2008
Droplets of rain falling on my skin,
Reminding me the loneliness of the soul within.
The mask i wear is so wearing thin,
Sometimes its easier to just let the devil win.
Dark thoughts swirling deep inside,
Hidden by a smile on the face outside.
I wonder what will happen if i ride the tide,
Will everything i ever knew go far and wide?
Not one snowflake ever has its twin,
But its not the same when it comes to sin.
I can't help trying to suppress a grin,
As i sat idly sipping tonic and gin.
What happened to those typical story endings,
Where good triumph over evil since the beginning?
There weren't much grey area to make it complicating,
Unlike reality where things could be unknowingly tainting.
Tainted by the smell that i can not see,
Tainted by the touch that i can not flee.
Tainted by the sight that i can not be free,
Tainted by the thoughts that is part of me.
- dark thoughts in check-
Reminding me the loneliness of the soul within.
The mask i wear is so wearing thin,
Sometimes its easier to just let the devil win.
Dark thoughts swirling deep inside,
Hidden by a smile on the face outside.
I wonder what will happen if i ride the tide,
Will everything i ever knew go far and wide?
Not one snowflake ever has its twin,
But its not the same when it comes to sin.
I can't help trying to suppress a grin,
As i sat idly sipping tonic and gin.
What happened to those typical story endings,
Where good triumph over evil since the beginning?
There weren't much grey area to make it complicating,
Unlike reality where things could be unknowingly tainting.
Tainted by the smell that i can not see,
Tainted by the touch that i can not flee.
Tainted by the sight that i can not be free,
Tainted by the thoughts that is part of me.
- dark thoughts in check-
Apologies
On: Saturday, October 11, 2008
*
Sorry for making a stand that i must make,
For the breach of trust i left at stake.
Sorry for for the path that i chose to take,
For the hours i made you stay up late.
*
Sorry for not being there when you call,
For not being there to cushion your fall.
I wasn't equal but you have to stand tall,
I won't blame you if you take it on me all.
I won't blame you if you take it on me all.
*
Some things that was me i seem to forgot,
Sorry for acting senseless without thought.
I don't know if this apology should be made or not,
But i'm making it cause i care alot.
*
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