working progress

A light touch on the surface
Is a distinct outburst of fate
A playground of future's gift
And a lingering fixed aroma

Oh you came untouched
Smelling like innocence
As a result of youth's bliss
Ever so blunt, unspoiled.

Let's come out of darkness
And let the LIGHT inside
Please don't hesitate this,
The time is just about us.

We'll never learn flying
If we don't drown first
In a pit of painful sorrow
Even cunning than you

morning malady

I didn't see this light shining

until you refuse to cover it up

With shameful vows and lies

I'd never knew you'd possess

but sometimes it shoots out

Into the open wounds to kill

whatever was blocking 'growth'

and fights to kill some more.

I almost came into oblivion

As I thought about the past,

carefully stealing away 

Promises for the 'coming'

"Never" is a failing consumer

Of a faith standing strong

so will you come undone?

Without fear of regret, 'BE."

I am writing this to pass my time while waiting for April 26 to come--it is the day I shall be trained for working at a local call center here in Pampanga.

broke

make me a portrait and die,
steal some money and fly
we all get a little crazy
why waste preious time?

abnormal REMEDY

the stars have aligned and they say it's you

You who should I be with entirely, readily.

Surrender to this sweet sacrifice is tragic

Maybe this effort to control our own wills

Is actually a sign of freedom to eternity,

A destination for souls daring to trust.

Feel the summer heat and sink into

skins of mortals whenever free, just free.

No man can ever close itself to humanity.

It is his his abode of growth and change

Whenever it needs distant care, it clings

To the world's pride and prejudices,

Ever so consuming like a fire.

A fire is what this love has become.