Physiological Suicide..

I'm Tired I'm bored..

Tired of being tired..

Tired of being sad..

Tired of the pain..

Tired of everything..

On the verge but i see light..

Webs of purpose entangle me..

Silver linings of the heart..

Shining, Gleaming me through..

I snap back desperately holding..

To these latches..

Embrace this symbiote..

Never to let go and unbind..

Only to save my state of mind..

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..