LOnely doVE

(has a specific meaning

The soft murmurs of the trees drift
along the rumbling of the hungry river.
The synchronized beat of the cicadas
Guides the leaves to the embracing ground.
The song of calmness dances softly.
But enjoyment is ephemeral.

The landscape fades into a shabby ambience.
An impending plague wraps tightly around all creatures.
No soul escapes its abysmal hugs
But they all hide beneath the warmth of ignorance
The liveliness of smiling dreams.

Their minds drunk with the gilded honey
Unaware of the harm that inflicts the Earth.
The traitors of nature feed the maladroit metal imps
Vicious pariahs of the underworld.

The amoral imps and demons chomp into the green souls
The roots of colossal empires crumble after years of reign.
There is no escape. No place to hide. No hugs to save them.

No wall can stop the creeping legs of the plague.
Every day, the plague of the night descends

And the massacre begins.

The condescending glare gulps placid lands.
Waves of dull claws swagger across the neonatal valley.
A rain of umbrage decimates the garden of souls.
The malignant tongue guzzles the amalgam of tears and sweat.

With destitute hands, cygnets implore.
But to no end, its reign slaps the Earth.
With peacock feathers stuck to its behind,
Barbarous hands smashed puerile glee.

Tyros armed with pages of stabs
Carp the disdain towards insightful sparks.
With flamboyance, despotic grins caged victory.
To this day, no words dare to sting its cupidity.

Ephemeral trails still remind
The malign towards our kind.

I
a l one  
must
travel.
 
 
August 12, 2009
Future
 
An amalgam of zeal and affection swirls the trees,
as I, the sole confidant, embrace my duty.
The obligation of marking the omnipotence.
The dauntless power that placates umbrage.
The halcyon attitude that recounts all.
The symbol of peace and prosperity
that shall make the world
REMEMBER
A BUNNY! ( )( )
                     (. . )

August 10, 2009
Bunny Friend
 
The resplendent fur sparkled in the light.
It gives me neither doubt nor fright.
The beatific ambience that exudes
overcomes the novel companion I receive
“Oh my!” I exclaim I got quite the accolade.
The fuzzy paws that touch gently
the melody of munching carrots
brings me delight through the day
Why, the bunny pied with black and white
is what the world shall embrace tonight.

Sorry
 
melancholy waves
soften the flow of broken tears.
pallid eyes bloat
no dam can impede nor hinder
the conscience’s slash.
 
Oh I feel the scorn
the censure of honey
that you all try to feed,
but I bestow a gift
the accolade that all show receive
as I ostentatiously shout to the world:
 
AN EARLY COMIC!
 
Except it’s just a scan from an old test.
please! not from me you wrest. 

August 06, 2009

Obsession
 
I seek for you.
I wish for you.
 
I run. I gambol.
I tittup.
 
Nothing can stop
the urge.
 
Except heights.
that always
causes
trepidation.

Guide
 
The fledgling wiggles
to and fro
with no path
no direction to choose.
 
How must it survive?
Why with its own
newfangled mind,
it can’t live.
 
All paths have
a guide.
A sign.
Experience.
 
The only way
is the gentle
mellifluous
sound of
a guardian.

July 29, 2009

Reason
 
why must I wheeze
for nothing.
why must I work
for iota.
 
why must I breathe
for more.
 
My yen overcomes
my narrow ken.
 
So, why must I
live for others
to see and judge
when I have no say,
 
no volition for
the path I take.

Venture

Venture without fear into the abysmal light
Illusions cover your constant beat
Death awaits you in his own right.

Our trust of life grows to new heights
Know the path and strength of the heat,
Venture without fear into the abysmal light.

There’s no need to fight against the might
The end and beginning both end sweet
Death awaits you in his own right.

Mysteries are the source of the fright
Do not be fooled by constant defeat
Venture without fear into the abysmal light

Come for the lustful sight
Surely you would like a treat
Death awaits you in his own right.

Life is the start of the delight
Think of all the people you’ll meet
Venture without fear into the abysmal light
Death awaits you in his own right.

July 27, 2009

Enervated

Without a thought
I reach for
that iota
and write
but
so
far
away.
I’m
Enervated.
Without vim
nothing
but the
echo of
recharge…
(I need my battery ;D)

Night

Snoring upon keyboard
so lies a man
in dreams
and yet
as you read
the light of day
will shine
and break
enchantment.

July 25, 2009

Lying

People say lies are harmful
that their race must be eliminated
what discrimination against lies!
it’s all a misunderstanding
truth is all the fluffy lies
would hug and comfort you
to the best that they can do.
sure they mess up here and there
and maybe irritate a few friends
but they do it just for you

so how can you hate someone
who understand you so well?
the reason that they
bounce on the truths and
pull their hair strand by strand
to make them weep
and mumble only the bit
that you will need
all that you want
they will give to you.
so why not embrace it?
they work day and night
those loyal servants
riding whatever words
that you utter.

they are the perfect imps
fit for humanity.
so why accuse the lies
when you are at fault
when the people who believe it’s wrong
will lie themselves every day so strong.

So…
I say this poem is an essay,
It is much better this way.