In Your Arms

As I lie awake in the morning sun

on our unkempt bunk in ruby colored striped sheets

cuddling in the wee hours of aurora, 

suddenly I don't give a thought about the past nor the future

All I give a care is here and now

In your arms where I feel safe

all my fears and doubt melt away

with eyes closed, half smiling

half deserving, deeming it to be true

with all the positive power that a bright future might bring

we can take on anything

I devour in your slow paced breathing

your pleasant face in sweet peaceful slumber

Finally, I am where I needed to be...

Madness

How do i utter?
How do i show?
with all the madness around us
where can we find happiness but within?
to have found solace in each other's arms
we drown ourselves with all the noise this loud world brings
we are deaf from the cries of blackness
from the jests of clowns
hearing nothing but our hearts beating as one
we utter no words but our names in the silence of the night
your arms protect and sheild me
from this cruel and evil place
yet your eyes.. your eyes seem lost
come! look at me.. see me in you
as you are in me!
together we brave and brace ourselves
and fight for what we have, for what we are, and what is to be
nothing and no one should come between us
believe...
and let not our kingdom crumble.

My Everest

Trapped in the confines of my box

I feel listless with nowhere else to go

Dreams seem unreachable

Goals a mile away

but to do what must be done…

to take on challenges…

to climb not just a stairway

but to reach my Everest

and to see the view from where I’ll stand

Will I be able to make it?

Someday, somehow

I believe that I can

I know that I will…

Where am I going again?

Oh right…

I’m still lost…

Until I find my way

See you at the peak, my friend

Will you be there?

The Tyrant

Who do you think you are?
you think your smile is as sweet as an angel singing in spring.
you seem to make everyone feel safe, secure and happy when they are around you
as if everyone basks in the glory of your company till they get addicted
you can be very enticing
like a moth to a flame
they do not know doom
for they have not seen the real you
and this is the part you’d like to play.
but I know better
For beneath the mask hides a hideous face.

Who do you think you are?
you push everyone around
just because you have the love of the people you hardly appreciate.
you try to bend someone’s will into your own.
and destroy them if they remain firm.
and crush their hearts whilst longing to love you.
to leave them jaded till you decide to play them around once again.

Who do you think you are?
I used to be happy when I’m with you
But now I only hear Pharaoh music
coupled with the sound of a slash of a whip.
The silence between us is deafening.
Can you not hear it?
Hear the hollow emptiness of your heart?
Can you not see it?
The wall which seemed to loom and stretch out between us?
you are to blame
for I have often tried to reach out to you
but you closed your gates of wisdom
and hear no one but yourself
Who do you think you are?
Hush, you wild untameable beast!
You are punishing no one but yourself
Not everybody is out to hurt you
you need only look at your side.
I was there…waiting…
waiting to be understood
by a Ceasar I called my friend
But a friend I knew no longer.

Fate of the saints

This is just but a glimpse of my darker side. I would just like to share with you a poem made by an Irish friend. Wala lang.. I’ll hide his name under risingwind.

laughing with joy at what hope brings

we bathe in the depths of a timeless soul

our eyes so open and yet so closed

do we live for life or for what life may give?

can we change the distance we must travel?

or is the world the oyster of our fragmented shell?

can we love all we meet without misunderstanding

of emotions getting in the way of what we can achieve?

do we want to strive or strive to want?

is it a collective or a single ball of light fading in the darkness?

do we look on fools as mirrors of ourselves or on ego as what

we might be if we could stay out of our own way?

light shines down destroying the shadows of the past

and the wind blows from the north and with its  purity

cleanses all in its path leaving in its wake a new dawn.

crying angels with harps of gold hold the fortitude of empty lives

upon their silver wings and with compassionate smiles they revile

in the disharmony for they know what they must do.

time passes, man fights man destroying women and child

knowing that life cannot by sustained but still they revel

in glory as they stand alone

dysfunction, disharmony, chaos in the midst of fear

where is the light?

is it dimming or just futher out of reach?

~risingwind~

Fallen From Grace

As rain drops from the clouds
You have fallen from my grace

As stars plummet from the sky
You have fallen from my grace
As fruits break off from its branches
You have fallen from my grace
As autumn leaves wither from trees
You have fallen from my grace
As buildings collapse from the earth’s trembles
You have fallen from my grace
As planes plunge into the sea
You have fallen from my grace
As weeds tumble over an arid dessert
You have fallen from my grace
As ships sink to the bottom of the ocean
You have fallen from my grace
Anger festers in my heart
yet He wants me to let go
Hatred is nearly over the brim
yet He wants me to love
Revenge is in my thoughts
yet He wants me to forgive
May He have mercy upon you
May He spare you the agony
May He provide you with compassion
May He demonstrate understanding
All that you have forsaken to me
unlock your heart
release your mind
rise from the fiend you have become
a word of caution
before its too late

Twisted

Black spiraling in my spiritual den.

Billowing its negativity unto my psyche.

Tortured by my own confusion.

Of utterly being devoid of light... of energy.

Of a crowd notwithstanding

their pretensions which are alien to me.

Of a being within reach but kept away.

Anger seethes, my whole image contorted

Into this monster I never intended to create.

Why? Why do such things happen?

A reason for everything they say

But other than myself can comprehend

Love in the Seasons (A Poem to Reclaim)

Life started sometime in spring
to which I unfold the happiness you bring

for this is the season where the trees shall bloom

it is colorful enough to ease this gloom

I spent some time under a tree

hearing the birds sing I am pleased

for this beginning I have fallen in-love

about your sweet talks that i cannot dub

Then heat was felt when summer arrived

to the depths of the water I chose to dive

and for some reason its sadness that I’ve felt

feeling that somehow I have lost myself

For this is not my idea of a vacation

that i can no longer express my appreciation

because from then on you’re out of sight

as it was a hard thing to feel alright

and as the leaves come down and fall

it is the season I never want to recall

for it is the time that a life was lost

such loss I hate without a cause

and from this view my eyes shut dead

seeing nothing but you instead

but still for myself I’ll keep my hope

that for any tragedies I could cope

and as the snow of winter began to bore

these feet of mine on the frozen shore

I was thinking as you were around

with an unspoken "hi" it was love that I’ve found

This is the season where the days stood colder

making me lonely cause the nights were longer

and at those nights I have none further ado

~to summersky from silver-eyes~

(with its initial and final revision)

Midnight Phantom

(painting by Egon Schiele - The Embrace)

His kiss I felt was hot yet cold
I begged for him, on me to hold
his eyes, his lips I can't define
How can I own what is not mine

His face I see but vaguely still
Beneath the mist I can almost feel
his body on mine, so gentle yet so strong
it must be right, yet this is wrong

The hunger he feels to take what is due
I finally saw it on a different view
I let him in, though I know it's a sin
to quench this thirst that I have from within

My breath he took while I was torn
my wrists he locked on his hands alone
I could not move, I could not speak
his power on me has made me weak

As I held him tight while he consumes me more
our world rocks forth in rhythmic lore
his figure I savor, his spirit I embrace
I was carried off to a different place

And when our rendezvous was over and done
my midnight companion, alas! He was gone.
never to be seen as I was cursed by the night
My dream has ended at the first ray of light.