Journey

In our journey to life we will encounter
The proverbial rise and fall before the goal
Rain and mud may trammel our stroll
And in the dark we grope and crawl

Yesterday lies comfortably behind us
We were like little chirping birds
No heavy burden and still we can't fly
But a new day beckons us to grow

And dream grand vistas of our future
So we gather our strength to face the test
By our own hands, we paint in the colors
With our hearts, we make them breathe

We may grow weary, our spirits may break
Rest we must but not to leave the true path
With God as our guide,our light
We will surely come to our journey's end

No One Waits Forever

If there's something
You want to tell
Or loving words to say,
Tarry not, lest you forget
Whisper it, today...

Each unspoken word
And letter unsent
Those forgotten greetings,
Is a wealth of love unspent...

Hearts are breaking
A certain love is waiting
So tell them now
Before it's too late...

Only in Solitude

Here I am again
Sitting in solitude
Yearning for someone
to hear me
...to talk to me
But nobody's there
No one but myself...

In solitude
I found myself crying
It makes me think
of dying
Die... and end this grieving

But then in solitude,
...I found silence
...I found peace
That calms
my weary soul...

Only in solitude
...I've known myself
Only in solitude,
...I've finally found Him
So, I won't be alone
again...

Corners

In the silent corner
of my past
Where I see every spectrum
of emptiness
Where I hear drops and taps
of silence
Where I feel the chill and warmth
of a vacuum
I know weepingg as laughter
and sorrow as bliss
The markings of pain
as sign of my strength
Shards of my fragmented
thoughts
Lying idle, somewhere
Trying to recollect
one another
Though I remain still
and unmoved
Upon this space,
this insignificant
corner
I must find
myself.

People from the Mountain

There dwelt in the mountains,
Life still in mud.
Breathing the high altitude air.
An excellent race:
By the veiled gods.

There dwelt in the mountains,
Where white skins conquer.
Forced them out to the wild.
For peace:
A gift from the gods.

And so they left for the wild
Voices whispering in the forest
Play gongs as if to call for the dead
As the old lady mysteriously chants,
Guide us, guide us, our ancestors!

Centuries of living,
There at the wilderness.
The crop of their thick hands
Sweet potatoes and boars
The dancing of sunflowers

The wilderness turned into a town
The town turned into city
Other races dwelt and settled
Laughed at and discriminated
The people from the mountains

Now, where are the gods?!
A story forgotten
They are at the east, and at the west (despair)
The gongs, the chants call no more
The ancestors are voiceless, a curse!

The witch of time
The witch of the lowlands
An infection to the mind
Of youth, of innocence
And the mountains are less traveled
...and so steep
While the witches swallowed the uncivilized.

Only in Solitude

Ecstatically Igniting

I've got so many things I wanna say to you
And too many words to let you know
But it sums up to one thing
And it's simply I love you.

I think I'm in love to the damnedest extent
And you fully occupy my heart
That even when I close my eyes
There is nothing I see but you

When you stare at me,these eyes of mine are burning
They're ecstatically igniting
My heart is intensely beating
Filled with this eccentric feeling.

When the sun is shining, I wanna be with you
And even when it's raining
Nothing could ever quench the heat
No one can abate my heartbeat.
You are the one that makes me keep on surviving
You are the air that I'm breathing
You are the life that I'm living
Without you, I think I would die.

Dilemma

What shall I do?
When the clouds are dark
And the rain is heavy?

How can I prevent
The lovely flowers from dying
And the river from drying?

Where should I go
When the roads are blocked
And the path is rough?

Where would I rest
When the ground is burning
And the flame is rushing?

Tell me how?
How will I face my woes?
Tell me what to do...
When are busy and
Screaming is impossible?

When the light turns dim and the
blanket is cold?
When air blows my sanity deep
into the ocean
And hungry sharks come close?

What can I do?
With my fears and dilemmas?
When words don't seem to divulge
in a soulful manner?
When dilemma cast me down
into a downfall?
Sigh, as the shallow of water
came running through my eyes.
...And I have no choice but
shatter and cry.

Untitled

Your faith converted me
to faithlessness, for your
beliefs deny my existence
crucifies my ability to
love, refuses to redeem
and save me own my own
terms. I refuse to accept that
I am a sin that I come from a long
line of fornicator,
from ancient biblical
stories of men being
punished by fire and
brimstone for wanting
to know angels - a
euphemism for forbidden longings,
patriarchal holier-than-thou,
black-and white notions of good
and evil, right and wrong,
heaven and hell...
the lie that has become
the truth of our sad
existence. A lie that needs
to be confronted and defeated. In
truth, I will burn in hell or
live in heaven as much as
you do. I am as sinful or
as sinless as you are. I can
be as... passionate,
compassionate, wild
imaginative, creative,
loving, hateful, sad, vile
as you are. I can be
warrior, princess,elder,
prince, king, queen, man,
woman... anything I am, I
want to be and can be. I
can be whoever I want to
be. This I have learned,
accepted, celebrated about
myself. This I have
known long before your
faith almost and continues
to attempt to
destroy... nothing is ever
black and white...I reject
your faith... I accept the
call of life...

Ghost

Today
I will be
A shadow
That's out of control

Walking in
Through other
People's body
And soul

I will
See each
Bloody eye
Sharply stares

And their
Lips
Whisper deadly
Words in the air!

Tonight
I will
Reign
Forever

And
Conquer the
World you
Discovered!

Pool of Tears

The world is dark
So unfair
So untrue
How can the cards of life
Be stacked against you?

Too many broken promises
Too many pools if tears
Too many shattered dreams
God in heaven, come near.
God sends us hope and dreams
To conquer all our fears
And let us soar like eagles
Across the pool of tears.

Hereafter (accepting death)

I plead you to leave me from this place
And hear the sound amazing grace!
Where I can wander and be enlightened instead
And leave these troubles, my beloved bed

In the hereafter is an infinite beauty
A galloping horse is what I am longing to see
The voice of freedom whispering in my ear
And flow with the breeze where a safe haven is near

Release me hastily so you wouldn't feel me go
And soon, I am nothing but memory tomorrow
Don't lock me up inside you closet
But let me out, along with the sunset

Death, I ceaselessly plead you to give
I want the whispers. I want to leave
The galloping of horses, an unknown breeze
And how soul shall dwell in peace

He's There and Always

Life is like a roller coaster. Sometimes you go up
Sometimes down. Life is never easy nor is it exciting without
Someone to share a seat with that forever ride.
Not asking, I have been with someone who's ALWAYS
There to share the seat with in that roller coaster...
He's there beside me, when the world's against me.
(He was the one who believed I did not eat the
Hotdog intended for my younger sister.)
He's ever ready to lend a hand when I need
Someone to help me.
(He mowed our lawn my mom told me to work on
but which remained undone 3 weeks.)
He always lifts me up when I'm feeling down.
(He reached a book from a tall shelf for me.)
He offers his handkerchief when tears start
Falling down my cheeks.
(He offered me his hanky when I was peeling onions.)

Everywhere Is Home

Everywhere I walk
Everywhere I roam
I am in my father's house
So everywhere is home

I live among the great big tree
My ceilings painted blue
My carpets are woven
With thick green grass
Covered with a heavy dew

If I want entertainment
I always have a show
Birds are singing
butterflies are dancing

Everywhere I walk
Everywhere I roam
I am in my father's house
So everywhere is home

Have You Ever Wondered About Nature?

THE FOREST, THE MOUNTAINS, THE VALLEYS AND THE RIVERS
FOREST, WHERE ANIMALS RUN WILD
MOUNTAINS, SO STRONG AND NO ONE CAN MOVE
VALLEYS, WHERE BEAUTY FLOWS AND ENDLESSLY
RIVERS, IT HUSHES UNTIL IT REACHES THE OCEAN

THE CHILDREN PLAY IN THE RAIN
THE THUNDER ROARS AND EVERYBODY FEARS
THE STORMS THAT BRINGS THE LOWLANDS TO HELL
THE PEOPLE WHO WORK UNDER THE SUN

AND WHENEVER THE SUN SMILES
I GO OUT TO THE FIELDS TO SEE THE DAFFODILS
SWINGING UNDER THE TREE, RUNNING AROUND THE FIELD
SLEEPING ON THE GRASS
DRINKING WATER FROM THE FLOWING RIVER

WITH MY FRIENDS, I THINK
THIS IS GOD'S GRANDEUR TO US
AND WE SHOULD TAKE CARE OF IT
WHAT A WONDERFUL NATURE WE HAVE
IT BRINGS PLEASURE TO US.

Her Diamonds

The lady with a crown has got emeralds
Glittering like a midnight ocean.
Shall she sleep with rings in hand
She thinks I'll steal them,
As she lays down.
She should sleep with pillows
And prayers to God!
For she might die silent in her slumber.
Oh, how poor is she!
The revered might say
Her soul might be stared at, by an imp's eye
Says she gives her emeralds to the poor?
Never! She says,
But she slumbers in beauty
With her silent diamonds.

My Green, Green Grass

I saw my fields green, a minute ago
Now a pale goat on grasses that grow
It's but a minute that passed
Maybe tomorrow I'll cut the grass

The pale goat ran before tomorrow
Like a phoenix, escaped from snow
The goat is gone, says the crow
Should I grip the bird's claw?

And find the pale goat who've visited my grass
That forces me the grass to cut
With heedless determination- but
Frail hands, sure won't last

And so I'll stay between these meadows
Or inside my old house and watch by my windows
And never for a pale goat, to let it pass
To eat what is mine, my green, green grass!

Rockstar

The guitar's a nuisance
The wire's entangled
Every drum goes breaking
No mic can capture the voice
He sat in his couch
Stood up got his old dusty violin
And disappeared forever...

Awareness

The little child was dreaming,
In a perfect world he stays
No fighting, no hassles
It's like a mind boggler
He saw the moonlight
In the ever dark gray sky
A lightning flashed
Every vow was broken
Beyond his reality...
He mumbled a silent prayer
For all those in trouble
For all those in need
And through the things that seem unfair
He found himself in peace...

Deaf, Blind, Mute

He can hear
.....but he doesn't spread the news
...he never tells
.....and just keeps what he hears

He could see
.....but he turns and pretends
...he shrugs his shoulders
.....and pretends to be blind

He meekly talks
.....but never expresses how he feels
...he has the idea but prefers to be silent
.....and grinds his own teeth