This experience must be one similar
of a neurological lapse
I couldn't get you off my mind
despite draining my physique
in a pool
under the sky of no limits
any form of defined space
Its overwhelming
...something beyond control
you were nothing
just a trigger
no, you were never worth it
I was just pulling up a show, one for me and myself
so that I am (self) entertained and not bored to stone
I couldn't have you erased
now that I feel that it's a must
I have never left myself in submerged in the pool for a very long time now
I am not you, and I couldn't possibly be you
No personification
No form of mimicry, or resemblance of manifesto
Even this very word
Speaks of utter instructions, a definite expression
Resistance
I will let you go
completely
and I shall come to meet you again one day
if all permits
if there will be a better time for all
I've walked up to you once
now I shall step back and sink
and submerge
like a sunset
like how nature revolves
Monday, January 21, 2013
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Over Gingham Tablecloths
Those chats I couldn't possible walk by.
They were superficial, without substance and served less of a purpose.
All that I could go forever when a cycle is to be analysed.
Is that what you call a catch - up session, to find out that you will always have to start from zero,
because of your distanced circles,
circles that overlapped only of one's past.
Dream destinations to be toured, weaved adventures, how time flies, those ever over-represented knots of life one could go forever in discussion...
Why do we submit to a pattern of how we thought life is supposed to be lived, where is your courage of redeeming your freedom that you should take charge of?
Where art thy lonely souls lingering to?
Seating on each other, as a default-dominant position in a ring of wrestle
The pre-constructed subconsciousness one oozes,
I refrained myself from reaching out
your world view haunts my execution, dreams and positive possibilities
But you are my friend,
how could I not let this pass
you are supposed to hit my core, as I how open and sincere I am,
when I come with open arms to receive you
Such was the conversations who were supposed to be lovely and enjoyed
over a Sunday afternoon
They were superficial, without substance and served less of a purpose.
All that I could go forever when a cycle is to be analysed.
Is that what you call a catch - up session, to find out that you will always have to start from zero,
because of your distanced circles,
circles that overlapped only of one's past.
Dream destinations to be toured, weaved adventures, how time flies, those ever over-represented knots of life one could go forever in discussion...
Why do we submit to a pattern of how we thought life is supposed to be lived, where is your courage of redeeming your freedom that you should take charge of?
Where art thy lonely souls lingering to?
Seating on each other, as a default-dominant position in a ring of wrestle
The pre-constructed subconsciousness one oozes,
I refrained myself from reaching out
your world view haunts my execution, dreams and positive possibilities
But you are my friend,
how could I not let this pass
you are supposed to hit my core, as I how open and sincere I am,
when I come with open arms to receive you
Such was the conversations who were supposed to be lovely and enjoyed
over a Sunday afternoon
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Interference
Father in purple robe
Christmas hymns
Rewarded reverb from the built of surface
interference
Morphic resonance
I saw you somewhere not far away
I thought I experienced
What it is like to have you around
Is it still in my system?
interference
Times like this I feel suffocated
My indulgence for self righteousness (as quoted)
Is when my actions could be quantified
I get obsessed with numbers
Such assurance I am satisfied with - a mere variable
interference
I remember how late I found out
My feelings for a subject
You - in this case
When it doesn't really matter
At this moment
interference
I feel like the state is eating itself
Outside in
I am eventually to be engulfed
To the non-existent
interference
Now what is my purpose
of my actions
Do they have to be justifiable -
My being in this realm
interference
Christmas hymns
Rewarded reverb from the built of surface
interference
Morphic resonance
I saw you somewhere not far away
I thought I experienced
What it is like to have you around
Is it still in my system?
interference
Times like this I feel suffocated
My indulgence for self righteousness (as quoted)
Is when my actions could be quantified
I get obsessed with numbers
Such assurance I am satisfied with - a mere variable
interference
I remember how late I found out
My feelings for a subject
You - in this case
When it doesn't really matter
At this moment
interference
I feel like the state is eating itself
Outside in
I am eventually to be engulfed
To the non-existent
interference
Now what is my purpose
of my actions
Do they have to be justifiable -
My being in this realm
interference
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Bossom
I looked left
right
and left again
Not to cross the street
But to open up my eyes and perceive
how beautiful you remain
and how beautiful you have became
how alive you've triggered me into
it felt like I'm a 2 year old
you beautiful hometown
right
and left again
Not to cross the street
But to open up my eyes and perceive
how beautiful you remain
and how beautiful you have became
how alive you've triggered me into
it felt like I'm a 2 year old
you beautiful hometown
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Vessel
I said to myself
that you can never fulfill my ray of imagination
After all that happened
I was right after all
Let the world spin within your fingertips
Yes its because of your capability, your earnest link between your act that justifies
and not leaving behind the charm
those who have eyes have that absorbed
it is your weapon
attached as an extension
if that wasn't clear enough
the charm is your weapon, hidden subtly behind curtains
an extension you equipped to spin the world
I was blessed because
I was given the chance to see through that
that you couldn't fill my rays of imagination
Goodbye
that you can never fulfill my ray of imagination
After all that happened
I was right after all
Let the world spin within your fingertips
Yes its because of your capability, your earnest link between your act that justifies
and not leaving behind the charm
those who have eyes have that absorbed
it is your weapon
attached as an extension
if that wasn't clear enough
the charm is your weapon, hidden subtly behind curtains
an extension you equipped to spin the world
I was blessed because
I was given the chance to see through that
that you couldn't fill my rays of imagination
Goodbye
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Plan B: Honesty
I never wished to hide from you
Honesty is an act of beauty
if you were to hesitate going through its circumstances
I doubt that you could stand among more misfits to be encountered
Here is my honesty to you -
If it doesn't serve as a purpose
it is hence seen as unnecessary
we've agreed on that, the other night
I have been squandering too much on you
too much that it has to be voided
and avoided
your actions told me that was true
for that was my only source of cue
There are just so much to treasure among the others
and I do value the transparency I share with each individuals
if what we have defeat its purpose - be it the means, or end
there is no point my dear
no point to keep this going
I like you
and I wish to take this further
I am not hasty, I believe so
it is just my pace that is different than yours
plus the many other external factors
that we somehow couldn't intercept
or should I say at least we tried
I do not know if it is supposed to be tough
when to let go
or when to wait
you are like a wind
mysterious and uncertain
no patterns to be observed
unless one chooses to play it safe with you
without any desire to change the status quo - even the slightest of that
I like you
even when I'm trying to hide it away
to not acknowledge it
eventually I found out
it had to be released
But now
I'll have to keep it aside
in the closet for now
no one knows what will happen to it
I just figured that it couldn't be released at this point
it causes damage
I presume
So fly
love
like how I used to put it
fly and never come back
don't even try to attempt
Don't ever come back
Honesty is an act of beauty
if you were to hesitate going through its circumstances
I doubt that you could stand among more misfits to be encountered
Here is my honesty to you -
If it doesn't serve as a purpose
it is hence seen as unnecessary
we've agreed on that, the other night
I have been squandering too much on you
too much that it has to be voided
and avoided
your actions told me that was true
for that was my only source of cue
There are just so much to treasure among the others
and I do value the transparency I share with each individuals
if what we have defeat its purpose - be it the means, or end
there is no point my dear
no point to keep this going
I like you
and I wish to take this further
I am not hasty, I believe so
it is just my pace that is different than yours
plus the many other external factors
that we somehow couldn't intercept
or should I say at least we tried
I do not know if it is supposed to be tough
when to let go
or when to wait
you are like a wind
mysterious and uncertain
no patterns to be observed
unless one chooses to play it safe with you
without any desire to change the status quo - even the slightest of that
I like you
even when I'm trying to hide it away
to not acknowledge it
eventually I found out
it had to be released
But now
I'll have to keep it aside
in the closet for now
no one knows what will happen to it
I just figured that it couldn't be released at this point
it causes damage
I presume
So fly
love
like how I used to put it
fly and never come back
don't even try to attempt
Don't ever come back
Friday, November 23, 2012
Dear Someone
My tenderness is reserved like always, my dear.
So much as I'd want to love you,
you're telling me otherwise
maybe it is for my utmost selfish reasons
that I couldn't stop myself from doing this
I did not anticipate a storm
I hope this is not one
I shall not repeat mistakes,
my dear I shall not.
I want to say 'bear with me'
No, you have no reason to do that
You're not supposed to be a friend too close
Remember?
Because I'm not the one that you'd find yourself falling for
So much as I'd want to love you,
you're telling me otherwise
maybe it is for my utmost selfish reasons
that I couldn't stop myself from doing this
I did not anticipate a storm
I hope this is not one
I shall not repeat mistakes,
my dear I shall not.
I want to say 'bear with me'
No, you have no reason to do that
You're not supposed to be a friend too close
Remember?
Because I'm not the one that you'd find yourself falling for
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