Of Phantoms and Shadows
Thursday, January 21, 2010
phantom of regret
phantom of regret, echoes in my mind
perspective and philosophy that i shall hide
tragedy's word from Greek theatrical plays
says that i'm ignorant, letting all opportunities sway away
Phantom of regret, brings guilt in my heart
deluding all dreams, breaking my guts apart
realizing all my fantasies are just for a while
and now i come running, searching for a life.
phantom of regret, please leave and be gone!
don't make me feel that i'm too stupid and dumb
for a failure i planned, is my dream in disguise
but now everything's lost...don't know where they lies.
Oh, phantom of regret, why do you have to tell me what is right--too late
proving i've done wrong, for false dreams i fight for--is it fate?
Oh, phantom of regret, please leave and be gone!
you're a soul in me, who weeps tears of ocean..
Monday, September 14, 2009
SECLUSION
I was lost in this fog of confusion
Every night I linger for decision;
Under the dim heaven, dangers in my dream
Full of dread, restrained sorrow---I was suppressed here.
Bound I am in threat of madness,
Destroyed myself on grieving for my lost hopes
The darkness forbids the shadow of reality;
Tears fell, I groaned, full of futility.
I was grasped by impenetrable desolation
Faces were shadowed, bitter passion
Despair, hatred, ember of protest
Burns in my heart, my soul weeps with no rest.
You should know that seclusion is not happiness
Hear me all, my people! My heart was withered by darkness.
Space in this chamber was timeless, feels like forever
When will someone quench my thirst and feed my hunger?
I was ripped and empty; I’m cold and alone
From the pain of memories, I was torn.
Have it brought good or ill?
All my denials and my fear.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
untitled 1
I wanted to be kept in a box forever,
Place under the earth surface
And can never be seek by anyone.
I wanted to be alone for a while
To feel free from odd things
to feel free from problems.
I wanted to be naïve
Not to feel anything, not to feel hurt
You’ll feel free to say anything,
And it will be nothing for me
It was a dream fulfilled if I will be numb
But it was a thing I can say dumb.
However it was my ambition
And why couldn’t I reach that direction.
An emptiness for others were sad
But it gives me delight
Coz if I’m empty, never can they fill my life
And never can they bring something in my heart.
(I can’t think of a title
Cause that’s what I feel
Nothing is in my mind,
Cause stupidity they bring to me,
That’s what inside.)
yummy
3:30 pm
4-27-08
If Justine is a spitfire-type
And has a bitter personality
But with good heart; she could be
a coffee…
If Irene is as pure as milk,
Calm and peaceful as her name;
She could be a cream.
If Kim had different colors as her moods; and has a brilliant & sweet crystal heart- she could be a sugar.
And if our friendship is clear & warm as a hot water…
And if Coffee, Cream & Sugar was a great blend…
Justine, Irene and Kim were bestfriends!
time waits for no one
Time is a torrent of linger to all,
If we reach the boundary we couldn’t bawl;
Never could we revive a dead past,
Even if we shout till the shadow cast.
We act just like a fault-finder,
When we hadn’t seize anything ‘coz it was over;
Blaming it wouldn’t do anything,
It was with you that was something—.
“Time waits for no one” — it isn’t clear,
We’re still thinking why couldn’t we interfere?
It was running, without stumbling
As fleet as a whirlwind; around, yes it was turning.
We couldn’t command it for what it ought to do,
It was moving in a circumstance without a clue;
It got slower when we waits for it,
And then quicker when we enjoy its beat.
Whistling with the music of the wind breeze,
Still it runs and would never freeze;
Thumping with the sound, poking with it,
Dancing with the rhythm; waiting it to grit.
“Time waits for no one” as what have been said clear,
Never would it let us to interfere;
It would just keep on going, abiding nobody,
As swift as a blizzard, still it’s husky.
Friday, March 14, 2008
what do students stand for?
Everybody knows what Rizal said about the youth. And we, the students are one of those who resemble the future.
At this point, we develop our innovativeness. We realize our true self, and become aware of what’s happening around us. Through the use of these improvements, we can be powerful personalities one of those days.
I think everybody wishes to be a hero, but we actually don’t have to dream of it, because we really are. I can consider a successful man as a hero because to undergo, to pass all the obstacles and to reach the end point of your ambition needs hardships.
There’s no easy way for having a sweet success, ‘cause we must face bitterness first. And maybe they become awakened from their selfishness (if they are) thru going under this examination. We cannot say that a dream is a dream if it didn’t concern anybody else’s but you. We must share every little blessing to everybody.
What do students stand for is what everyone where he belong stand for, because we’re all the same here and we will not be a student forever. We will reach the point when we will be called an old granny.
All of us in this world have their own dream, their own responsibility….but with one purpose why we are here; it is to share with others and to live life to its fullest together and forever.
huh...(sigh)
Experiencing different faces of life and now I am here
In a place covered by darkness
I am in a frustration and being fooled by life
(Life or by someone..?)
Another mistake was made
A poison that will toxin everybody’s heart.
I promise myself not to cry,
But I can’t, ‘coz I’m born with these eyes,
I can never stand for it,
‘Cause I can’t be forever naïve
I thought when I was awakened by a caring voice that night,
It was just a dream, a part of my hallucination.
But the issue is for real, (it was awful, I can’t forgive)
Wasn’t it just their imagination!?
Another future disappears,
And it was not fulfilled.
Someone’s dream was lingered,
And it wasn’t what we wished.
I want a place a place of calmness,
I don’t want another fight to be birth.
All of us were down,
It feels they wanted to crush us into the ground.