Friday, October 15, 2010

Rainbow

Prithee rainbow, do not go.
Thy arch perches upon the azure sky,
Only after the stormiest wind.
Knowing thy stay is short,
My sight remained upon thee.
Yet distracted by a malicious sting,
When I turn around again,
Thou art gone.
Have thee left for good?
Or shall I search a little bit more?

Mere Fantasy

Oh, how could I be so foolish,
As to take a mere fantasy
And envision it to be real?
Oh, how could I be so daft
As to believe things actually are
When they never will be?
Impatience takes over me
The longer I wait for thee.
Then reality gives me a stingy bite.
Ouch! That hurt!
Can I? Should I?
Entrust thee with my dream?
Believe that perhaps
Fantasy may stand its chance?
Or should I reluctantly
Embrace this cruel, cold-blooded
Tormenting truth,
That fantasies
Are just mere fantasies?

The Ultimate Defeat

He signed a pact with the devil,
And lost all but a pair of flip-flops.
There was little left of him.
This, the world perceived;
Because he had lost everything
To the bloody devil himself.
Little did they know;
His angels thus began
Singing his song aloud
As he sat in the corner and wept:
'Oh he is so 'cuz he gave us all;
What's left in him that's all good.
He gave and gave till none was left;
Until we obtained our halo and wings.
Oh,why? Oh, why can't you see?
We, the angels are
The outcome of this devilish pact.
Save him! Save him!
We shall sing,
Until the world finally learns
That out of his ultimate defeat,
His final victory, was heaven itself, no less.'

No Reply

Speak not and listen
To the silence within;
Let the gaze blind our minds.
As I caress your gentle
Whispers of adoration,
We turn this moment
Into Eternity.
We are both heroes
Succumbing to our arch-enemy's
Tender conquest.
If this does not suffice,
Then what will?

Adieu

It's almost time to bid you adieu.
A part of me will be leaving with you.
Over mountains and across the seas,
Where the pasture's crispy green,
Will you be thinking of me?

It's almost time to bid you adieu.
A part of you will always be.
Under the sun, the moon and the stars,
Let's rejoice in this chapter's end,
And embrace our brand new epic.

It's almost time to bid you adieu,
Nothing else needs to be said or done.
For you know best, and I know all,
We are warriors upon our chariots,
Fighting this interminable battle.

It's almost time to bid you adieu.
Adieu! Adieu! Adieu!

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Grandma Nature

Oh, how they've all forgotten,
Your tender love and care
Is what made them who they are.
Gently, blows the breeze,
Taking away the marks
Of stress, of pressure, and of virulence,
Inside the mind and on my face.
Reminiscing the innocence
Bread by the simplicity
Of the kind and loving you.
Dear mother of all,
How I've forgotten,
Just like the rest of them
Amidst the hustle and bustle
Of this inhuman civilisation
That there exists such tranquillity,
Which had always been
And patiently awaits
Till we all remember once again.