Why rhyme?

I ask myself as i take time..
Why Rhyme?
Some sort of scheme perhaps?
A flash? a Synapse?
a need?
Ah yes the harmonious
and synonymous sounds
that i breed..

Angry? sad? happy?
It does not matter..
Just glad.. and also hungry..
to provide, decide and to
improvise.. words so concise..
and witty..

Random Thoughts..
come in and collide..
Endless imagination..
won't subside..
Combine create and write my part..
In some ways my own personal art?.

Wala Lang..

Isip ng Isip..
Para lang may
maisingit at maisulat..
Ladlad ng ladlad..
Para lang may
maiipt at maibuklat..


Ewan ko bakit nga ba
Sinusulat ang isang obrang..
sa aking pananaw ay mukhang..
wala lang naman..
Baka masabing ako'y nahihibang?.

Hindi! isang taong napapagtanto lamang..

Naisip na kahit wala lang ay pwede din..
Isulat isabuhay at sikaping likhain..
Isang diwa ay bigyan ng pangalan..
Kahit ang realidad ay ito'y wala lang..

Master..

Lay it down Give it up for the Master..
Such are my ways are Unorthodox..
My allegiance forever to the Cross..
I sit down and quietly Worship..

My savior and My strength..


Although guilty in more ways than one..
Never again to turn away and shun..
Forever my answer and my light..
My wing and feather as i take flight..

Soar high the mighty sky and glide
With my master by my side..

Redemption..

Brought down,slapped back
Knees on the floor..
Turned back knocked down..
Opportunities out the door..
And Shut..

Exhausted and untrusted..
life stands still..

Desist not to resist..
Break the doors wide open..
Fight for my place..
toil work and persist.!

When it comes..
Prepare! make haste!.
Prove your worth..
And hold our ground..

Soon much deserved redemption..

Will be Found!

Vast..

A mysterious and intriguing figure..
Subliminal endless beauty..
Forever kept a secret..
nonviable and untouchable..

The Sea..

Much Like my journey..
so vast and unknown..
I swim by halfhearted and weary..
fears of the unearthed, undiscovered..

Shrug it off swimming on..
Cover as much..
As my feet get tired..
And my arms feel numb..

My scope revealed..
Vigor renewed..

And I swim on..

Agnostic State..

As I grow up my Faith grows weary..
Flames of youth now reduced to ember..
I realize the inescapable truth of reality..
and my belief turns meek..

No more will I fight the inevitable.
Just agree with a reluctant nod.
Accept what's present..
Let go of what's absent..

A feeling of limbo as I mature..
that goes along with the wave and flow..
Tired of swimming against the current..
Just let it be washed away..

and what remains.. Will cope.. And Make do..

Inkblot..

Writing my story, running out of ink..
Pondering of an endless inkwell..
A source of material and inspiration..
a useless effort the more i think..

A wish to grasp the mystery of life..
Defining my purpose and my meaning..
Welcome to my agony and my strife..
As i struggle to find the silver lining..

A mystery it seems as i can't write..
I wonder why my pen is blotting..
I continue on and write despite..
Keep writing on with all my might!.

Endless..

An endless chain of love and hate..
As I'm set free still no escape..
As I reject the same effect..
I still invite with all my might..

Feelings I've shun so very far..
Still comes back without my knowing..
Ups the ante raises the bar!.
Forever there. Still.. but growing..

We grow apart we grow together..
We grow apart I grow stronger..
We grow apart and never linger..
But starts again with another stranger..

Alas the chain of hate and love..

Labyrinth..

I seal myself to avoid the hate..
Further within as i create..
A maze so deep there's no escape..

Only those A chosen few..
Can find their way..
Make it through..

Find me at the end..
Waiting for a sign..
For people and kin..

I can call mine..

360..

It only takes One..

One mistake to change A life..
One decision to make it right..
One chance at redemption..
One person for your salvation..

One more try to say the least..
One more effort to contain the beast..
One more chance to look away..
One more chance to avoid dismay..

One last moment of Dark and Gray..
One last sorting to this disarray..
One last time for you to need..
One last time for me to heed..

My Light...

Standing outside waiting..
For the one keeps me breathing..
Set aside the effort and the hassle..
For a glimpse of my fair damsel..

Alone I sit but not to whimper..
A reason enough to stop and hinder..
The wailing and screaming inside my hole..
A Chance. Redemption, To save my Soul..

Here I am and I finally write..
In the midst of darkness i found my light..
On the Month of July of 8 plus 10..
I've Finally found my Love again..