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    Default Wandering soul


    For francine bebe....


    The past has come to an end
    it has been a living dead
    nine lives were not enough
    it took just one and it stopped.


    The wandering soul uncovers
    six years of imprisonment is over.
    And now let not the heart falter
    insurmountable may be the barriers.


    Words spoken are seldom futile
    and eyes see action beguile.
    Yet a wandering soul shall never tire
    to walk with faith a million miles...

    -kamikazee... Me

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    On Why I Will Never be a Villa

    I, crawl, on, all, fours
    Yeah, scars, for, your, scores
    Heat, springs, from, the, roach
    Tea, color, it, shows
    Eat, in, panic, swoosh

    Free, rise, up,
    from, the, floor
    while, in, flight
    we, spy, an,
    angel, up, high
    white, all, over

    Glancing, down,
    at, me,
    he, said

    "Rubbish. Go back to the hole you crawled out of."

    I, fall, back, down
    brown, black, shall, die.


    -RODION
    Last edited by rodsky; 06-24-2009 at 05:48 PM.

  3. #663
    gisuwat ni sa akong classmate sauna..

    As free as the wind
    I float through this life
    to walls never pinned
    undisturbed by strife

    no commitments kept
    unbound by concern
    every night i slept
    are without burden

    my actions my own
    no one controls me
    all the joy ive known
    comes from me only

    to the world over
    listen i am free
    but the thought of her
    still imprisons me

  4. #664
    i finished this poem just now. what time is it, by the way? i think i better sleep now.

    Theosophia Esoterica

    A divine wisdom, so ancient, so true
    Taught by the Masters, the secrets they knew
    It tells you how to think and not what to think
    So you can understand the hidden meaning of things

    It unifies religions, philosophies, and sciences
    When all that matters will just be your conscience
    When energy follows thought, it then takes form
    And when Awareness dawns, it transcends the norm

    At first, nothing is what it seems anymore
    When illusion clouds your judgment to the core
    And then you’ll realize there’s more to life than just sleeping
    You’ll start to question, “What is the truth about Awakening?”

    It cannot be described, it can only be experienced
    Because defining it with words tend to stop thought
    And so I call on the ignorant and the inexperienced
    Because there is no religion higher than Truth.

  5. #665
    These words are the contents of my heart as of the moment, it may sound corny but I wrote these while my heart is in angst)

    I’m like a specter here in this land.
    Haunting those memories that were once...
    A sweet reality along with nostalgia...
    And bliss roamed from within my very existence.

    Memories bombarding spontaneously in my field of vision
    Thus forcing the past and the present view
    Into a single frame, coexisting harmoniously.

    My heart singing a cosmic song...
    Of both present and of the old, lamentation and anticipation.
    Looking towards that great blue yonder with full of hope.

    But all those turned out to be a dream…l
    Like a nocturnal affair, like an entity without a physical sense.

    And now… A soul lays its curse…
    Its heart chanting hatred and anger…longing for revenge.
    A soul thinks that it undergone an abuse…but is it?
    A living soul harbors hatred towards my very being…

    A soul that was once a part of me connected by my chains of memories.

    Little does that soul knows that...
    I’m slowly fading away for every silent strike it strokes.
    When time one day decide to dispel hatred from that soul… s
    Surely it will start to long for it’s love…the soul’s melodies…love’s lost refrain.

    And at that point…It may realize that I have already ceased to exist.

  6. #666
    very nice. you should arrange it into lines and stanzas para poetic ang dating.

  7. #667
    some of my old poems:

    Prisoner

    The universe is my prison
    Cursed forever to wander
    Watching stars die to oblivion
    Or sailing bright eternity farther

    I have watched suns crawling,
    Crawling slowly to their deaths
    I have seen worlds evolving,
    Growing as the universe gave birth

    Time in here is irrelevant
    For it ceases to exist
    My memory is all that is important
    For death is gentle, I shall not resist

    It matters not the countless worlds I have trod
    Or if death comes as my executioner
    I may be more than a man, but less than a god
    For I remain a prisoner, forever.

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    Only Time Will Tell

    Time is like flowing water
    Flowing steadily across a river
    It is not fast nor it is slow
    But it's constant for all we know

    I wish that time would stop
    And spend eternity just being with you
    But I also know that time can develop
    This special feeling inside of me for you

    You are the one who's always in my mind
    And my heart would start to shine then
    I know these words for you I'll find
    If only time would tell when.

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    Words Unspoken

    Silence governs the world when I see you,
    for I am certain this feeling of mine is true
    Heaven can be reached just by your honest smile,
    or just even a glimpse of you from a mile
    Even to this day I still cry with despair,
    because of my mistake I was not aware
    Regrets of what I've done still haunt my mind
    so those words unspoken were still left behind
    You are the most wonderful thing that happened to me,
    I'm truly sorry so please forgive me
    Let my love for you resurrect me again,
    for I remain a prisoner with my words unspoken.

  10. #670
    i wrote this poem when i was in high-school. until now, i still don't have a title for it.



    I've always felt something missing in my life
    No wonder my mind is in a strife
    So I wandered far and wide
    Only to see a ghostly figure by my side

    But in the middle of nowhere I found a maiden
    Like the most beautiful flower in a garden
    You are different unlike the others
    You are shy, silent, and no need to bother

    And then I realized you were the one
    I embraced oblivion while you were gone
    I really wished you would talk to me
    Because I have found the "something missing" in me.

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