AGAIN

AGAIN

Was it planned?

A move from up above

Destiny perhaps

Here on where I stand

Where art thou my endeared consciousness?

Made my heart drastically plagued

And totally numb

To shout with helplessness

Eventhough, I exerted efforts

But just the same results

I end up being alone

Tired and becoming bored

Don’t you think I still have chance?

Am I still worth after all?

Though I think otherwise

To have at least another dance

Fall all over again

Make somebody special

Like it was before

Wishing it won’t end

Can I be that trustworthy?

All I do is beg the heavens

To allow me please

To be an affection emissary

And that I be blessed bountifully

With laurels that makes me

Arguably commendable of

Once again, to and be loved

Reply

I believe that love alone might do these things for you

I believe in love alone

Take the power to set you free

Kick down the door and throw away the key

Give up your needs

Your poisoned seeds

Find yourself elected to a different kind of creed

I believe in the power of creation

I believe in the good vibration

I believe in love alone

Won't somebody tell me what we're coming to?

It might take forever till we watch those dreams come true

All the money in the world won't buy you peace of mind

You can have it all but you still won't be satisfied...

Now, hear this

Pay attention to me

Because I'm a rich white girl and it's plain to see,

I got every kind of thing that the money can buy

Let me tell you all about it

Let me amplify, I got diamonds?

You heard about those

I got so many that I can't close my safe at night in the dark

Lying awake in a sick dream....

Money can't buy it.

Sex can't buy it.

Drugs can't buy it.

You can't buy it..

          - T3

Status

STATUS

Pre-arranged reality

That’s where I live at

Everyday delusions

Disarranged chats

Cold and dimly lighted alley

Far more than usual

Least expected of

Than ordinary usual

Tears are tired

Of the overbearing pressure

Have all dried up

So desperate of these measure

Brass full of stains

Discoloured to the grain

Winds may have caused

Precious gems to fall

At least, there are some

Those are left let them come

Mediocre they may seem

They all fill my dreams

Though I’m unable

Perceived as unstable

I still do surely exist

Thinking I can’t desist

I guess I’ll be staying

And in sleep, I’ll be dreaming

And wish to again be

Go back to the normal me

Love hope

This in any way not to jeopardize any circumstance or decision rendered. This is just an angle or a piece of perception of my aching mind. A few days ago, I was confided by a seemingly alienated problem. Being somebody to talk to, I faced an unfamiliar work drawing out problems of the heart. In my own little ‘stroked’ way, I empathized with my friend but the consoling thing quickly ended as I was dragged by her undeserving fate.

Admiration turned into pity is what I felt. She used to tell me her joy in unconditionally giving or expressing the affection needed for the man she love [or loved, for that matter]. I imagine how lucky the guy was. Suddenly, it was like talking to another person. Uncovering the reason behind everything was beyond my will.

I was so blessed knowing her. Her selflessness and being dedicated to love is remarkable. It taught and reminded me again of one thing beyond this crazy world we’re in: love unconditionally.

In Love?

SUPREME BLISS

So tranquil and serene

Beauty that’s within

Just a shadow of your smile

To me it seem worthwhile

Your Witt and knowledge of things

Veracity it further brings

The way you move likened to poetry

All things in perfect beauty

I should try not to sleep

Or blown by wind so swift

For I may unable to see you

A grandeur that in accrue

But what I seek to thee

Stare or at least a glimpse of me

A notice of my presence

Is more than enough of my existence

To me you are wonderful

I am amazed...

Like a supernova

Awed by this nirvana

Will

Molested

Abused

Mauled

Stepped on profusely

Stopped

Barred

Prevented

For living fully

Rejected

Maligned

Gagged

From the freedom that I enjoy

Busted

Wrecked

Wasted I now employ

Cursed

Sworn to

By the things I used to do

Belittled

Antagonized

All gone even the few

Raped

Burnt

Left nothing with me

Saddened

Strayed

Death now I see

Darkness

Emptiness

Creeping at me

Feared

Trembled

Roar of a strange voice

Telling

Whispering

I have to make a choice

It’s going to take a while

Or I guess eternity

To realize

Better get ready

For what might

Turn to vice

Stayed away from

Ignored

But I won’t adhere

This broken

Twisted

Perception of fear

Though rejected

Misused

Stand up will I

Unable

Disabled

And cease to when I die

Denial

By AVB

Am I deaf, can’t hear a thing

Mute sound wave it brings

All I hear is myself

A murmur, not a hush from a teff

Nor speak, I cannot do

Tied by words I used to

Can’t say or simply express

My medium became suddenly meaningless

A quickened darkness

I felt in all my senses

All of a sudden, blankness filled my mind

Destroyed everything bind

My body started trembling

Then after a while...nothing

Numbness all around

In a state of shock, at once astound

Death may have visited

But not exactly as expected

In taking me all completely

He played with mediocrity

Wrong in strategy

Leaving me well and lively

My brain still reasons

Will survive with less function

Now I may be disabled

But still, I have the knowledge

I may be wrongfully labelled

This fight for life, though temporary, I pledge

Making hay as the sun shine

Doing things as long as they’re fine

Smelling the flowers as I have told

Enjoy life, cherish the gold...

Heaven to me...

by AVB

I don’t know but my being rude to literary rules dominated once again. Pardon me for being shallow. It’s just that I was inspired by the flash of charismatic persona encased in an unnatural body. An angel, I guess.

Knowing you know me

That in return you gladly

Is heaven to me

To know that you’re by my side

Calms me instantly

Is heaven to me

All that’s in you

Your whole personality

Is heaven to me

Your face such a wonder

The smile....oh, gee...

Is heaven to me

The air you exhume

Captures me completely

Is heaven to me

Just by seeing you there

Though I’m not worthy

Is heaven to me

Noticing me above everyone

Makes me proud and happy

Is heaven to me

You are, of course

An awe ideally

Is heaven to me

Imagine - II

Imagine the helplessness

Be composed under duress
It was almost emptiness

Imagine how sad
Everything that I had
Was lost because I was bad

Imagine being unaware
Without a compass, set to sail
Always throw a blank stare

Imagine being stale
Most likened to fail
A moved limb, a hail

Imagine being lonely
Almost embraced insanity
No one was left but me

Imagine adjustments
To everything, every event
As it was to be, it meant

Imagine the glimmer
Of hope I see as it shatters
I could only wish it won’t matter

Imagine how long
To recuperate and be strong
This havoc not to prolong

Imagine inability
At risk even longevity
At the brink of eternity

Imagine me likens life of mine a song
Fearing sometimes, I won’t last long
Fetch of death, I play along

Imagine the amount of faith
I gathered after this scathe
Mustered before turning to a wraith

Imagine...me...
Anyone could see
Imagine me...truly...

Pal....fistbump!

At times when unsure

There’s always an open door

Or you might think twice

To a thing unadvised

Although or maybe

Gray area don’t see

Risen complexities

Blurred or cannot see

And everything seems to squabble

Those easy and understandable

You feel so helpless

Judging under duress

A hand to pull you through

Battle them all together with you

Even if all have decided

Will stay by you undivided

Be with you whatever happens

Together with ‘till it ends

I’m at your side my friend

Maybe much but laws I will bend

Present through highs and lows

Acting as imaginary shadow

Imperfect but I try hard as can be

Wheelchaired man, a friend yours truly

Just because....

I’m to blame

For being so true

Because I love you

Accuse me everything

That I do

Because I love you

Miles apart

But I’ll come to

Because I love you

Just a hush

Even adieu

Because I love you

You are there

Washes all blues

Because I love you

Your smile

All things due

Because I love you

To see you

To hear or know you

Because I love you

Let my stroked heart be

For I’ll know you do

Because I love you

Ignore me please

Whether false or true

Because I love you

I’ll just keep it

Unexplainable and few

Because I love you

Go with the ordinary

Leave me into

Because I love you

I will just be overwhelmed

Knowing you too

Because I love you

Sorry, can’t help it

I must shout if I do

I apologize... just because... I love you

power of sleep

‘’Following stroke, patients may be faced with occupational dysfunction. Occupational performance capacity may become impaired, impacting on their physical, cognitive and psychosocial capacity to adapt to effectively meet the demands of and engage in their usual occupations, thus impinging on their occupational identity, health and well-being.’’ (Occupational Therapy and Stroke, Second Edition, Edited by Judi Edmans).

To hear or simply read such lines from the expert simplifies a thing. Whatever way one puts it. It spells restraint. Because of the incapacitation on everything, tears came running down my cheeks again. It went down together with my hopes and dreams. Depressed and felt fallen apart, I resorted to my last known solution to these; although temporary, it felt good, I slept.

It does not solve anything but waking up gave me a new perspective on how to face this dilemma.

How I wish it was all a dream

Those things may not be as it seems

New life and hope I guess

Nothing but me in a dress

Though wrecked, everything new

All turned alternately black and blue

Left me with sanity and needed wisdom

To lift myself and carry all along

Telling me please don’t bother

Asking or look in another

Or tell me what it is all about

All I can say is: I’m down, but definitely not out!

Goodbye, my dear

ADDIO, MIO CARO

They were on my side before

Suddenly, they weren’t anymore

Good things I cherished

Even they too vanished

Efforts I relentlessly gave

Relationships I could have saved

Wonder why is this true

Solitary and oh so blue

Heavens may have revoked

And this occurring stroke

So used to play along

In the end it was all wrong

People I dearly know

Teasingly, they come and go

Closer to me as my world have changed

Then usual, they acted strange

It always ends, but why?

My heart is aching of various goodbyes

Soon, I know they’ll be back

For me they’ll be in formal black

Some will weep, others laugh

Relived memories on my behalf

As I lay to rest, paid my dues

Suddenly there I left them too

Monday Poem

I am much honored to present a burst of my classmate’s tentative existence in literary world.

My Monday Poem
By Rusty Sanchez Jr.August 28, 2010 (9:00 to 9:30) 

Never ending tell tale stories of misgivings
Unrelenting ….. Unforgiving
Breath of innocence, besiege by armors and arms
Misdirecting……Miscalculating 

Shameless faces of tangential ranks
Captured in lenses without poetic masks
Dying seconds of  clouded fear
Aggravated by sounds of bullets turned tears 

Ostentatious display of might and arrogance
Shelled in a bus to detour a lost rank
Ignited by a flat tire to seize his wallet size
Growling  like a boob tube monster firing with a shut eye 

Making my Monday mourning put into poem 
Conflagrating……..annihilating
Unstoppable……..unbreakable
Forgiveness we seek for the world to understand

Bursts - II

A boost or a much insisting push is what I really need now. I believe that part of me has done enough. Time to blast away more of those waited bursts. Bursting I now set sail on this wonderful journey of life. 

Unknowingly a dreadful ordeal

Cursing, lambasting

To which can’t reveal

Overwhelmed down too much

Afflicting this moment

Never dream of such

Wanting needed rest

Not that long

In order to be abreast

Teeming with ideas

Not to dwell more

By living in fantasia

Inspiration is what I pray

Imploring the heavens

Just let it...stay

Soon as I’m ready

No matter what

Be it light or heavy

I know that this shall come to pass

Nothing is permanent

Although meant to last

Wheelchair bursts

Active and recharged

Echoes of greatness emerged

Love expressed

This is a classic epitome of true love and its purest and simplest form. Love expressed much human, grounded, raw, virgin and most of all, absolute of selflessness. Manifestation of endless care overcomes its qualitativeness. It thus loses its value. True meaning lies on each deed or token of love both given and appreciated. True tests come in high waters as understanding and sacrifice are prioritized. With the exhibit of love so unconditional, simply knowing what you are and what is it is simply out of question. Forsake ill thoughts and do more loving. It brings peace within. My friend pompously dazzles me with pride, her unmatched and undying care for her man through this raw loved poem:

‘’Kung ipinaghahanda at ipagluto man kita ng almusal sa umaga,

Ito'y nang simulan mo ang araw na kayganda

Kung pulbusan man kita pagtapos mong maligo,

Ito'y upang ika'y maghapong presko at mabango

Painumin man kita ng vitamin C at malunggay,

Upang nang iyong katawan ay lumusog at tumibay.

Hainan man kita ng pagkain na walang humpay,

Ito'y upang masabi na kaysarap ang buhay.

Kasalanan ba ang sobra-sobrang pagaaruga syo,

Kung ako lamang ay nagmahal ng tutoo?’’

-T3