Saturday, November 20, 2010

Anger is a bad counselor.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness;

only light can do that.


Hate cannot drive out hate;

only love can do that.


Hate multiplies hate,violence multiplies violence,

and toughness multiplies toughness in a descending spiral of destruction...


The chain reaction of evil...hate begetting hate,

wars producing more wars...must be broken,

or we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation.



good day everyone!

famous death poem

Death is nothing at all.

I have only slipped away to the next room.

I am I and you are you.

Whatever we were to each other,

That, we still are.



Call me by my old familiar name.

Speak to me in the easy way

which you always used.

Put no difference into your tone.

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.



Laugh as we always laughed

at the little jokes we enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household word

that it always was.

Let it be spoken without effect.

Without the trace of a shadow on it.



Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same that it ever was.

There is absolute unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of mind because

I am out of sight?



I am but waiting for you.

For an interval. Somewhere.

Very near. Just around the corner.



All is well.

Friday, November 12, 2010

lust is your last

i the angry and the desperate

Never have you till then

You made your self-close



You intimidator

Make me desperate

Provoking, hatred



Selfish hoodwink

You only heed for what you feel



As I show my existence

You never care what it was



What kind of mortal are you?

You evildoer, monster at my bed

You are the great nightmare of my life



You bring me self-pity

As you know that am craving for you

You put your self on forward



Never thinking I was there

You only see me through out your

dilemma



I hate you

Finest word to say



I hate you

My body is on tremor

Angry, slowly coating my soul



My teeth gnashing

Coz of pain you've left



Speechless

No sounds

Heart palpitate

Reminding me that am still breathing



This will be kept

As I know you

Sorry...

justice is just this

What is justice?

This unapparent fairness

Supposed to combine rather than divide

Just a word that likes to hide

This unapparent fairness

What is justice?



Justice, is between you and if you are righteous

And you might just be righteous,

But you don’t have the intelligence of the truths of real justice.

Justice, is merely impossible because we have created injustice.

And just this.



It may be a tongue twister to read

But justice is a twist of the tongue indeed

A twist of the lung, you can’t breathe

A twist of the fun, full of hypocrisy and greed

A fake term misused, abused of its creed

Our mouths say justice, but injustice is what we really speak

And just this.



What is justice?

This unapparent fairness

Supposed to combine rather than divide

Just a word that likes to hide

This unapparent fairnessWhat is justice?



Just a word, and just this.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

smoker alert (damn i can't quit)

Have a quick cigarette go on just try one

Its not forever it’s simply all for fun

Take a look at what peer pressure has done

Your brain wants to take it but your legs want to run



There sitting down there, patiently waiting

To see if I’ll take one after all this hating

But the persuaders don’t truly understand

Im hating cause my dad, died with a cigarette in his hand



What The smell of smoke in my shirt?

Warning, Warning Smoker alert!



What’s the harm if I have one little puff?

But the real danger is if I can’t get enough of the stuff

They’re still waiting for my answer; they have been for a while

I have to prove myself to pass there smoking trial



My mind is really racing

Plus my heart is truly pacing

It’s not even a serious decision it’s just a, “Cigarette Flirting”

I won’t be saying this in 24 years when my lungs are hurting



What The smell of smoke in my shirt?

Warning, Warning Smoker alert!



Should I do it or should I not

Should the lighter be cold or should it be hot?

The suspense is tense they want a response now

Why did I get myself into this, just tell me how



I know myself that im an addictive fellow

Should I risk it and my teeth will turn yellow

Right im going to give an answer, it is now or never

But the answer I give will affect me forever





What The smell of smoke in my shirt?

Warning, Warning Smoker alert!



The answer is this, not knowing what to expect

But then I look down on the floor and they all are dead

That is certainly the least I expected

The truth actually is the death was smoking affected

life without a life

It’s a life with commitment

It’s a life without complement

It’s a life with compromise

It’s a life without appraise

It’s a life with emotion

It’s a life without inspiration

It’s a life with amuse

It’s a life without refuse

It’s a life with tear & grin

It’s a life without dream

It’s a life with touch

It’s a life without trust

It’s a life with pain

It’s a life without importance

It’s a life with a relation

It’s a life without love and affection

Is it a life or only Compromise?

is this you! (nothing to expect)

Expect nothing.

Live frugally On surprise.

become a stranger

To need of pity Or,

if compassion be freely

Given out



Take only enough

Stop short of urge to plead

Then purge away the need.


Wish for nothing larger

Than your own small heart

Or greater than a star;



Tame wild disappointment

With caress unmoved and cold

Make of it a parka

For your soul.


Discover the reason why

So tiny human midget

Exists at all

So scared unwise

But expect nothing.

Live frugally

On surprise.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

explosion( if you are easily offended please turn around now, otherwise continue reading with your dirty mind)

I grip tight to her hips

while dizzy wheels skid around the corners,



She glides above me

in the back of an ambulance

wrapped in bandages with an oxygen mask on.



Our driver accelerates

making the city lights blur red

and blue dance bright on her back

I barely hear her moan through the sirens.



We burst through the traffic measures & road blocks,

plastic cones squashed

like ants under slabs of concrete.



A bridge ascends ahead

and we’ve got a jump to make.



My eyes glare back through the windscreen

everything’s upside-down,

the safety signs smile the stars crumble to earth.



A rocket hits us

and we explode between the gap in the bridge

a wonderful spectacle

a graceful fire-work blown up into a ball of flames;

medical supplies and love.

wasted perfection

Narcissism you say?

I can’t think of a single thing

That affects me less than this.



People ask me questions all day,

Because usually,

I know all the answers.

But nobody asked this before.



Of course the answer is no.

Not now, not then, not ever.



If I were a narcissist,

Don’t you think I would know?

If someone had said so,

I’d sure remember.

My memory’s better than most.

Narcissism?



The very thought!

You’ve got a lot of nerve!

Of course the answer is no

Not now, not then, not ever.



Narcissist?

Not a chance.

I still can’t believe you’d ask.

I don’t think it matters

What you’ve heard people say,

I have only my own code to live by.



To my conscience be true

Day in and day out.

Narcissist?

Please, don’t be silly.

walang titulo!

Your heart will break,

when you realize the mistake

of thinking what you had was real.

For it was only an Illusion.



Information pressed down your throat,

like a Mother Bird feeding it's young.

Many lies.

Fed.

Stuffed.

Swallowed.

I regurgitate.

Repulsed.

Broken.



Your head will hurt,

when you're treated like dirt.

For it front of your face,

the lies kept taking place.

How silly to think that your good,

would be understood.

When no good deed went unpunished.

Nor will it ever.



The truth revealed!

A burden to heal.

But determined still...

Fly, bird. Fly.