Laid to rest..

Laid to rest my goal and ambition..

set aside the driving force..

that got me where i am..

throw everything away..

why you ask? why indeed..

for someone who has found the light..

its easy to be fooled, have blinded sight..

but the warmth it wreaks, all to familiar..

I think, I'll stay and lay to rest..

Lay to rest all that is against it..

to put out all i see besides my light..

let it go, leave it be, no regrets..

A heartbreaking choice none the less..

Oh well i say thats just the way..it has to be..

Forged..

I am not you I am my own..

Mistakes of the past

not set in stone..

To be copied

Reiterated over again..

I am my own I run my course..

In an image and likeness

but not a copy..

A great honor and privilege..

but will never be the same..

As I come of age..

I am my own, You are with me..

But I'm not you..

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!