Paradox..

Different view form what we have..
Different setting in the making..
everything we know, inverse..

the unchangeable diverse..

A different life from what I have..

A happy view from what was sad..

never knowing what we had..

and exchange it, would that be bad?..

Never becoming what I am..

Never meeting the people that..

made this ride worthwhile..

all this for a change in style..

now would you like a paradox?

My Magic Mouth..

Watch my mouth and listen..

cause if we can talk then so be it..

no petty fights and threats galore..

as i snap you back to reality once more..

Absorb my words with close intent..

and focus wavering eyes of doubt..

because with every word i spout..

i bring clarity with great content..

close your senses and open your heart..

and know that everything will be fine..

just surrender to my magic mouth..

and its words of truth and it will be..

it will be..

The indifferent one..

shunned and cast out..

because he was different..

belittled, underestimated..

as he does not conform..

conform to the norms of society..

being told to on what he should be..

foolish people as they fail to realize..

that there are more ways than one..

you may be justified on what you are..

but let's just see if you'll go far..

there is more than one way to skin a cat..

now wrap your stupid head around that..

and stop polluting what i have kept intact..

your opinion is not welcome..

so step the hell back..

and leave us alone..

The Cynical Optimist

I am the cynical optimist..

Distrustful of the human nature..

but looks forward to the best..

a necessary transformation..

to survive the pressures of life..

to hold my ground against the gust..

of wind that blows my entire being..

I hold my head and heart steady..

A culmination of my darkness and light..

bracing me for the future as i move on..

now I'm as ready as ever.. come what may..

With my cynical mind and optimistic heart..

I am the Cynical Optimist..

Buhay Barista..

Ang buhay barista
kay sarap, kay hirap..
kahit mabaon sa trabaho..
hindi pa rin maalis..

ang ngiti sa aking mukha..

minsa'y inisip na sana simple ang buhay..

magsilbing maliit na bahagi ng isang lugar..
upang di na maguluhan di na masaktan..
ngunit di mapipigil ang dugong palaban..

O kay saya ng aking nilagi..

noong ako'y kabilang at kasapi..

nung una'y kathang di matapos..

ngayon ang masasabi ay di maubos..

hindi mawawala ang markang iniwan..

at ang mga taong kinagisnan..

sana'y maranasan muli..

bago dumating ang huling sandali..

o kay saya buhay barista

bangon! labas! halika!

sa amoy ng kape ay gumising!

ang nalalabing panahon lubusin!

sapagkat di alam kung kailan mawawala..

hahanap hanapin ang buhay barista..

paalam..

Detach my strings..

Detach my strings..

My silver linings..

not to release..

only to loosen..

to have a chance at something big..

to lay a foundation for my lost tree..

to challenge an unwilling soul..

as i walk forward ready as can be..

kudos my love for severing..

inescapable ties oh so painfully..

readying my weary self..

preparing for my becoming..

I look forward until I am bound again..

catch you later my silver linings..

The Woman..

the one the only..

a cut above the rest..

the fountainhead..

my woman, THE woman..

my source of origin..

my source of light..

my lifeblood..

my angel, THE woman..

so far away,

but to be reunited..

soon i hope..

unbind her i will..

from the pressures of life..

to be with us again..

together again with..

THE woman..