Ghost

transparent
weightless

i am a ghost

let me see the empty of me
and hear my silence
seep down

Fireworks

its still weeks before new year but i hear a lot of firecrackers and see a lot of fireworks

which makes me wonder if you can really see the excact same view all over again

i guess we cant

because sometimes it looks the same but its somehow different

though the difference may only be inches

its still different

and the clouds behind the colors can never be the same again

they move

like our lives clouds move without prediction

and like our lives fireworks are surprises

noisy

yet colorfull

The Coldest Christmas

I think this must be my coldest christmas


Snow flakes
crystals
and ice

Sorrowfull
bitter
and cold

I shiver

Company
with solace
and nothing else

I shiver still

Yesterday
tommorow
christmas

I shiver more

Bayside

its been a long time since i wrote on my blog
i dedicate this to a girl who broke my heart.

here he no longer waits for the sun to be swallowed by the seashore
where at night the sky is filled with the glitter that exposes his eyes to beauty.

here he used to lay on his back waiting for falling stars to rest at the bottom of the sea
until the sea is only held by the palm of his memory.

before he used to swim between the crevices of fantasy and reality
imagination, realism, void.

here is where here is no longer here but somehwere out there waiting
forever till it is no longer

here she will never come back.

he can never wait
he never will.

The Man who met Destiny

This story is called destiny.. i worte this.. its about a man meeting destiny ^^
im not really good at writing stories so i made this short.. hope you like it hehe



one night as i was walking down the street
i came across a woman pale and mysterious
wearing something indescribable, but for sure it was black
she looked at me eye to eye
and said that her name was destiny
i laughed of course..
but she cut me off and said "would you like to know what the future holds for you?"
she paused then continued "i can show you what will happen tommorow, i can show you how and when you will die.. i can show you what many great men have died searching for...
i can show you your fate.. i can show you everything..."
now i knew she was telling the truth.
i now know that she can show me what is to become of me..
i know that she can give me insight to my destiny..
maybe even the power to change it..
to hold such power...
yet..
i said no
Destiny's face looked puzzled and said "but why not?"
"no... for i do not believe in destiny, i do not believe in fate, there are no ends....
only begginings, my destiny is my soul for i control all of me and if i were to be shown my destiny then it wont happen... therefore destiny doesnt exist, you dont exist!!"
with that said the woman who called herself destiny bowed her head and slowly walked... more like floating backward and for everytime i blink my eyes she fades more and more into the darkness
until destiny is no more.

Black flowers bloom

though this poem was made impromptu

i still dont know where i got my inspiration for this

most of the time i write poems not knowing where i got my muse for it

hahaha. Here's my work:

black flowers bloom
seven days of june
the fragrance is nothing more
of what's left by nature's whore
when the light flows out of sight

the colors of the flowers shine allthrough the night

black flowers bloom

seven days of june

all's desire to join the flowers as they play

yet they are untouchable to those with sins to pay

for black as their petals may be

to the binds of man they have been forever free

Fall into the sky

there are days when there are absolutely no clouds in the sky.. that you can feel that you could just fall right into it, i was just wondering what the feeling could be? if i could fall into the sky. but if i were given a chance to fall into it i would.. and if i were to fall into the sky, where will i land? in heaven?

my fairy tale

I wrote this last night though im not really good at writing about love but at least i tried
hope some of you like it. hehehehe


can you be mine if only for tonight?
so through the clouds all my stars shine bright
can you share with me the warmth of your embrace?
so i can feel your heart and know its pace
can you tell stories for only me to know?
for your voice takes me places i wanna go
will you let me rest my head on your lap and sleep?
because i would like to know what might heaven be
will you pray with me for morning not to come?
so that tonights paradise would never be gone
for in the morning ill just close my eyes in this great pretend
not to open up again, never i want this fairy tale to end

The gallery

alone in the gallery
there's nothing more other than my shadow beside me
in here the world is silent
where the past shines below the topaz crescent

alone in the gallery
my most troubling thoughts can't seem to haunt me
for in here all is at peace
frozen in time to be watched by the lesser beasts

alone in the gallery
i can set all my fears free
when in this patch of earth all is at rest
and for all thats here their sun has set

wish (poem)

of course i wrote this too...
i dont like it very much, but i hope you do ^^




if i was given one wish, id wish for you
when all my dreams are nothing but you
for it seems that my desire is as far as heavens kiss
now only in my sleep will i find bliss

in your eyes is paradise found
for in the worlds silence you are the only sound
in you perfection is made reality
when in my thoughts may you lie in perpetuity

to myself i must have lied
for now when my angel saw me it cried
when i wanted to give up everything for you
never can i give it up when everything is you

whenever we sleep

it is said that if you always sleep then you are lazy but i think not!
because for me we learn things in our sleep
i think its because of our dreams. because our dreams come from our subconscious right??
therefore the problems in our subconsciousness are being solved whilst we sleep
which means we should sleep more!
it makes us look good (we lose pimples, our skin looks better and we lose the dark circles around our eyes)
it keeps us healthy, it gives us energy and its a good pastime because when we sleep we never feel the passage of time. right?>
i love sleep so much that i wrote something about it
its kinda short..
but i think its nice
here it is:

Whenever sandman puts all to sleep and turns
to see it tell marvelous tales of unknown words
yet only to be forgotten in our wake
hard lessons told but for us to take

When The Rose Has Withered and Died (Ver.2)

maybe you are wondering why this is version 2, that's because i wrote its first version long ago which i liked more. but sadly i lost the notebook in which i wrote it. so i tried to rewrite it and this is it. :

When the rose has withered and died
no more beauty and glory
its once proud petals will fall to the ground and be eaten by the dirt once underneath its story

when the rose has withered and died
no more strength and decisiveness
it's sturdy thorns will dry up and be blown by the wind in sadness

when the rose has withered and died
no more majesty and pride
its evergreen stem will pay homage to the soil once its slave untied

when the rose has withered and died
all its masks will be blown, true colors would be shown
when the rose has withered and died

Why write??(poem)

I wrote this too hope you like it.. ^^
Its also made impromptu


why write??
must there be a reason?
maybe an inspiration?
for everytime the fingers hold the pen all is lost
reality escapes and sanity betrays the cause
between the lines of love and agony
lies the truth about the lives full of apathy
but what can the writer do??
when the words speak yet is prevented from being heard
where even the most explosive thoughts and emotions are nothing but silence
In the piece of paper everything writen is forever said
and yet the smidgen of immortality is never read!

I WOULD

i made this poem impromptu.. i hope you like it
this is my first post in this blog i wrote this about 3 days ago and liked it, so i posted it!
its called "i would"
here it goes:


i would like to fly into the endless sky
i would like to touch the clouds and make them cry
for i would someday walk into heavens gate
and witness what no mind can create

i would like to see what is beyond life and death
and shout to the world names of the ones i would have met
i would like to be free from the chains of mortality
and see through the eyes of eternity

i would like to lose all my doubts and fears
to save myself from all the senseless tears
but never can i do those things i want to
unless to itself the world was not true

Introduction

hi to you!!! i hope you'll like my blog.
im kinda new at this so please bear with me. haha
i really dont know what im bloggin about
maybe you (whoever you are who's reading this right now) should give a suggestion
but most of my blogs will be literary works (Mine Of Course!!)
like poems and some of those i dont know what to call ^^
and one more thing id like to keep my personal identity confidential
for absolutely no reason at all ^^
enjoy blogging!!