Nothing to Fright, A Sonnet

When I lost all reason to believe in you.
I find myself believing you more.
And then all my faith has been renew.
And I am no longer unsure.
Wishing that you will keep me under you protection
Featured you in all of my actions
Desiring that you will guide all of my decision
With your unconditional love so sweet like lemons
Yet, Father God, I still let go of your hand
Haply you still give me your mercy
Like how the sun brighten up the land
From a storm which tremors the sea
For you are the reason that I live, sing and write
That because of your love, I have nothing to fright.

Away

A Round Table Challenge



hAng on.
i will fly you to the moon
make you kiss the clouds
and say hello to the stars
then the two of us will fall
float, fly, then fall
our eyes Watered with glee
two spirits finally become free
All of this will happen,
if you will just know mY name.

6: Spirited Away

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Verbs

A Round Table Challenge

Vanish without saying a word
Disappear and never explain
Combust all hopes and dreams
Then, drag me where no one wants to be.
 
Control the winds that take me away
Block the current where i float aimlessly
Unclog all thoughts that haunt me
Then, heal the wounds that marred me
 
Sing a song
Dance like you’ve never done before
Drink alcohol and puff another smoke
Then, punch something until your blood pour.
 
Clarify all ironies.
Remove the metaphors that were confusing
Comprehend the words said
Then, utter the phrases we both want to hear.
 
Remember how we both feel
Reminisce how happy we were
Let memory be a bitch
Then, make it remind us all the bad things.
 
Destroy the wall where I fence you in
Stay outside and never go back again
for the vagueness of how complicated we were
Created a monster in me that I can’t even portray

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5: The Mean Reds

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I Will Be There, Waiting.

forgiveness is hard to give away

especially when the heart is involved

and the pain felt has been much to control

we can jump into another phase

start something new

let time heal all wounds

but still, what has been broken

will be left shattered, pound, and destroyed

we can promise forever

hope for the best

but things will never be the same again

chances choices and changes

will never be easy to accept and adept

safety security and sincerity

i just throw them all away

and now im here again, waiting

numb and in tears

all the good things i felt has turned into fears

don't worry, i deserve this

don't mind, i will be patient

don't fret, goodbye i will never say

don't do anything, just let time move its ways

thankful i will always be

if you need a friend

i will be there

i will be there, waiting

In My Dreams

Sleeping Beauty

in my dreams, the world is endless,

the sky change from saffron to vermillion to cerulean,

the rain tastes like lime,

and the air smells like blood orange.

in my dreams, i move gracefully.

like a bamboo swinging when the cold november wind blew.

i dance with felicity.

i swirled and twirled and do side steps.

the pas de bourrée, pirouettes, and the piqués are on point.

in my dreams, i sang the songs of love and joy.

i compose the melody that will make you feel a warm glow of contentment.

in my dreams, i drew inspiration from the sycamore and the robins.

then, i belt out a lullaby to make all creatures slumber.

in my dreams, it’s a whole new world.

a world created by me and for me,

where pain and desperation never exists,

and where happy thoughts can lift you up in the air.

in my dreams

i fly through the stratosphere with the moon on my background

i swim and discover the world below the waves.

in my dreams

my world is beautiful, wonderful and astonishing.

but, in my dreams, i am alone.

and though surrounded with beauty, in my dreams, i am lonely.

in my dreams, i dream of one thing.

i want the dreaming to end.

3: Walt Disney Princesses

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Live and let die

A Blackout Poetry

never speak
none of that matter
And there is so much things I ignore
I said to myself
I was right
In my mind
through the bits and pieces
I
look for love
I wait
And still find
the simplest thing
to hurt
When it's time to live and let die

 

The article was taken from Citibuoy’s page.

Please Don’t Leave Me

please don’t leave me.

don’t even dare.

i promise i will change my ways.

from the way i act, i speak, and i reason out.

i will no longer check your phone,

or view the people who add you up on fb.

i promise i will behave the way you want me to be.

i will just concentrate on my books,

or my blog, or my dreams

that we made for each other.

just don’t leave me.

never attempt.

and i promise you i will better

while you remain as horrible as you are now.

i will remain quiet while you continue ranting.

i will listen while you keep on whining.

i will do my best to make you feel better.

i will tolerate the things you said.

i will understand.

but don’t leave me

don’t even dare.

for i am helpless without you

because its only you that i need

and you leaving will definitely makes me crazy

probably it may kill me 

so don’t leave me

don’t even dare

just stay

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It all started with a tweet. Can emo bloggers change their stripes? Blog superstar Spiral Princeand I shall attempt to do just that. The rules are simple. Write ten consecutive happy posts. If you falter, you have to write five more. *gulp*
I decided to use song titles for this, that way I won’t be confused. :)
The Emo Blogger's Happy Blogging Challenge: Obsession

• ןıuǝ oɟ ɟןıƃɥʇ: Obsession, A Series
• The Orange Wit: Please Don’t Leave Me
• Citibuoy: On April and Zac Efron
• Spiral Prince:  Obsession: How's This For a Fear?(or Salinger Attempt Number 1)
• iamrei: Rico and the Leather Cases

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Blackout Poetry

Addie started it all! And since I am a big inggetero, here is my first attempt in Blackout Poetry! I just hope it makes sense. :)

When our minds run out of working memory
with no recollection
or
without comprehending any of the words

your attention absorbed
any left over
to remember a part
said in a statement

overall
thoughts drift away,
finding positive
creative and inventive moments
Is
likely noted.

Probably

Probably, you were drunk when you approached me.

Probably, I was more drunk to entertain you.

Probably, you were deaf because you said I sang well.

Probably, I was just over confident.

Probably, you were stupid for asking my number. And,

Probably, I was more stupid for giving it out.

Probably, you will not call or text.

Probably, you will.

Probably, I will reply.

Probably, not.

Probably, I will tell you to stop texting me.

Probably, you will still insist.

Probably this is just a joke.

Probably, this may be something you will never do.

Probably you may.

Probably I will keep on hoping.

Probably we met in mistake.

Probably we were just under the influence.

Probably its alcohol or love

Probably its just lust

Probably you’re crazy to ask me out.

Probably we can see a movie, grab a coffee, or sing our hearts out.

Probably it is the beginning of a lot of wonderful things.

Probably, it will have a sour ending.

Probably that is the reason why I haven’t replied

Probably im scared, or anxious, or hesitant.

Probably things like this never exists.

Probably im too naïve to believe it does.

Probably we were meant to be.

Probably, we’re not.

Probably I am going in circles

Probably I haven't made a point.

Probably all the probabilities will never make sense.

Probably I am just a coward

Probably you are sincere, and

Probably this is love.

Probably not.

Probably.

The Wicked Queen

She walks through the night,

with the moon as her backdrop, and

a basket of apples on her left hand.

With jealousy on her heart,

and the insecurities that needs to end.

Slowly, she walks through the dark forest,

leading to only one direction.

With only one purpose.

One plan.

One goal.

She wants to be The Fairest.

She wants the pain to end,

she wants the jealousy to cease,

She wants Snow White dead.

Then she finally see her,

and the rage intensified.

She became more envious,

more dangerous,

But She must not notice,

her wicked ways must be kept secret,

or she will not be the Fairest.

She pleaded the lady to let her in,

then informed her that the apple

were meant for wishing.

Finally, Snow White took a bite,

Then fall to an endless sleep.

The Queen rejoiced because her plan was a success

And now it’s all up to Prince Charming

To wake the damsel in distress.

With one kiss.

All it take is just one kiss.

But Prince Charming hasn’t come into his senses.

He is still confuse whether Snow White is meant for him

Maybe true love won’t save Snow White this time.

*******

Snow White and the Queen were together last night. It was not a pretty site. I was slightly drunk when I wrote these words on my phone. :)

You Are Like Gravity

 

You are like Gravity.

The way you stare makes me still.

It keeps me grounded to the earth I am standing.

And, no matter what I do to rise up,

You pull me,

You make me fall,

and then you let me crash.

You’re love is like gravity,

Please set me free.

 

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I was drunk last Saturday, and when I got home, these thoughts were rumbling on my head.

The Poem, A Thousand Splendid Suns

Siyempre pangatlong post ko na ito for today, pasensiya naman, naka hiatus ako we. Pak!
After I read A Thousand Splendid Suns, I really got curious why such is the title of the book. How can you relate two woman who suffered tremendously to a A Thousand Splendid Suns?  According to Khaled Hosseini, the title comes from a poem.
After typing the name of the poem in Google doing a lot of research , I was able to find the Poem.

A Thousand Splendid Suns
By Saib-e-Tabrizi

Kabul

Ah! How beautiful is Kabul encircled by her arid mountains
And Rose, of the trails of thorns she envies
Her gusts of powdered soil, slightly sting my eyes
But I love her, for knowing and loving are born of this same dust

My song exhalts her dazzling tulips
And at the beauty of her trees, I blush
How sparkling the water flows from Pul-I Bastaan!
May Allah protect such beauty from the evil eye of man!

Khizr chose the path to Kabul in order to reach Paradise
For her mountains brought him close to the delights of heaven
From the fort with sprawling walls, A Dragon of protection
Each stone is there more precious than the treasure of Shayagan

Every street of Kabul is enthralling to the eye
Through the bazaars, caravans of Egypt pass
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs
And the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls

Her laughter of mornings has the gaiety of flowers
Her nights of darkness, the reflections of lustrous hair
Her melodious nightingales, with passion sing their songs
Ardent tunes, as leaves enflamed, cascading from their throats

And I, I sing in the gardens of Jahanara, of Sharbara
And even the trumpets of heaven envy their green pastures

Now I understand. In the poem, A Thousand Splendid Suns pertains to Kabul’s woman. I can now sleep and move on with my life. Haha.

The Road Less Travelled

 

Sometimes, my friends find me weird. Narinig ko na rin na I am anti social. Isang friend from college thought that I have autism, hehe. Madalas kong marinig na kakaiba ako, pero it doesn’t bother me. Siguro dahil sa weirdness ko, pero most of the time, I often think of this poem that I’ve learned from High School.

 

The Road Less Travelled

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference

...Robert Frost

 

A Lifetime More

 

Riding home in pain, feeling hurt and rejected yet remains enchanted

Unintentionally breaking me, eyes clouded with lake that’s been salted

In all fairness you’ve been honest, so I might as well give it to you

Although the words stabbed my chest; a truth that’s piercing me through

And I guess all I have left to do

(Is to) forget you; then I’ll resent you; I know I can make it through

Move on; go on and hate you; and someday just laugh back at you

Break you; find my life anew; love someone like I never did before

These things I plan do at least after a lifetime more

Right now, I’m happy being sad. Convincing myself it ain’t that bad.

Thinking of the days we had. Your kiss still, the way I held your hand.

I go crazy, I’m not the same. My heart stops when I hear your name.

Excruciating bliss devours my entirety; I wish I have you to blame

But I guess all I have to do

(Is to) forget you; then I’ll resent you; I know I can make it through

Move on; go on and hate you; and someday just laugh back at you

Break you; find my life anew; love someone like I never did before

These things I plan do at least after a lifetime more

Let me enjoy this sorrow; last for a time I want to borrow

Laugh in the rain and enjoy this pain

Because it won’t be long till I have to

Forget you; then I’ll resent you; I know I can make it through

Move on; go on and hate you; and someday just laugh back at you

Break you; find my life anew; love someone like I never did before

These things I plan do at least after a lifetime more

 

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A Blessing To Me

You know how much you've mesmerized me.

From your wit, to the way you dress, to the way you gave me that smirk.

Now we’re here, who would have thought?

You are a blessing to me.

Transformers will never be the same without you.

Yellow cab will never taste the same the way I’ve share it with you.

Your stories made my day. Your pieces of advice inspire me.

Still, you are a blessing to me.

I’m thankful you are there for me.

The same way I am always here for you.

The moment times get rough and emotions collapse

Please continue becoming a blessing to me.