Im just a comet passing by
A century it has been since last
I am but a bitter star in the sky
Not a moon ever orbiting.
My value lies in my rarity
But I cannot trump the norm.
Daily wins over serendipity.
Our paths won’t cross anymore.
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Yearning
I yearn for fallen leaves
Withering in the passing seasons,
Sunsets numerous seen
Never forgotten, but can never be redone.
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When the tears finally start to fall
Like a canned soda shaken then opened
I finally see you for who you are
And who I am when I am with you
Farewells are definitely in order
But like sticky tape, a sticky situation
That only time can loosen but can
Never truly erase the marks of the past.
Assumptions based on one’s interpretation
But spoken in differing languages
One says something amazing
But is in a different tongue quite the contrary.
Every new beginning comes after the end
Or new beginnings are always never ending.
Drunken soliloquies but always unspoken
Fear of starting over, or saying it’s over.
Never Ending Story
Written April 25, 2015
Unlikely villains, unheroic matyrs, delusions of star crossed lovers.
Nemeses and allies, wars and sacrifices, life in death fortold.
Twists of fate, paths to take, souls torn asunder.
Same book, a new chapter, deeper plots, uncertain endings.
Flip the pages ever unceasing as the days go on and on.
Conflicted
Soliloquy of a broken soul
Treading through the currents
Unsure of whether to yield
Or follow the motions.
Bound by disproven faith
Yet fearing what is beyond
Uncharted waters in front
Familiar whirlpools behind.
Painful salvation for living
No repose for the departed
A rock and hard place indeed
Both not similar, but not different.
Rantings of a twisted mind
Before clear, trodden paths
To go forward means surrender
To stay is nevertheless the same.
Sanity in question
Misery never coming to end
No answer upon interrogation
Silence holds much said.
Goodbye
When the crossings call upon you
To take the step less trodden
And make fate yield to thee
Nature is calling quite loud
Adieu, sayonara, goodbye
To life once held, let go
A new path has appeared
Unknown yet pretty predictable.
Comfort on the very fact
That the hinterlands hold
The key to salvation, the crux
An answer to obvious truth
Nostalgia
Broken pieces
Forgotten past
Unearthed melodies
Sentiments revived
Passing days
Unending breeze
Concluded summers
Sudden Sunshowers
Psychedelic rhythms
Surreal delusions
Unfinished chapters
Hoping hearts
Fallen martyrs.
Composed on October 31, 2019
Little Boy
Dearest little boy
I’ve met some time ago
Older now, but not wiser.
Come sit, rest your weary soul.
Let us clink our glasses
As I only listen to your plea
As no words are heard by the decided
As I watch you fall
Bound by wire and twine.
The world may have been bleak
But at least, you were not alone.
Surrender
I have fallen far from grace
And my tears are there as proof
My dignity torn to pieces
My story left many unmoved.
The rise and fall of my life
Dictated by your mere words
Which I have longed to hear once more
Your silence has been my downfall
Kung Kaslon Man
Written: May 9, 2021
Taghoy sa hangin diri sa baybay
Duyog sa kanta sa bawud
Gapanumdum sa imong awit
Nga kanunay nagtukar
Sa akong dughan ug kalag.
Dala sa imong nindot na tingog
Ang mga saad ug panumpa
Na hangtud karon akong gikuptan
Na imong gipanindigan adlaw-adlaw
Ug ugma, hangtud sa kahangturan.
Tubag sa imong kanta, ari akong balak
Na gisulat uban sa akong gibati
Na kalipay sukad sa imong pagabot
Sa akong kinabuhi sa mga panahon
Na abi ko na kanunay na madag-umon.
Tani sa atong mga halad sa usag-usa
Takus na kita magmadaugon
Sa mga pagsulay na mag abot
Na kita magpabiling baskog
Para sa atong hayag na kaugmaon
Ako na hinigugma mo, ug ako ikaw man
Giampo ko na kita magpadayon
Ikaw sa pagkaskas sa imong gitara
Ug ako sa akong sa pagsulat sa papel
Naghiniusa ilalum sa bidlisiw sa adlaw.
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