Sunday, March 27, 2011

I Left That Book Unfinished

I read the part of this book,
and saw the pain in its stories
All the things blew apart,
leaving the author in worries

Every pages seems to be cursed,
and dead words filled the air
The pen stroked blood on paper,
the chills came when I saw the pair

I threw the book into the open,
leaving no comments about it
I let it burn on it's guilt,
left alone in the bottomless pit

No words can describe the contents,
all happiness and glory ended
I left that book unfinished,
Before this mind goes stranded

 

Sunday, March 20, 2011

The Oak Tree

Once this oak tree stood,
withstand the rains and day
Held it's arm wide and open,
thanked God and solemnly prayed

It witnessed the aging earth,
and saw its battles and wraths
But it also saw the birth,
of the covenant's sons

All of these withered with leaves,
as the modern winds blew
Once so majestic and tall,
stands in this world full of hue

Monday, March 14, 2011

Remembering The Veterans

They've traveled the roads we traveled,
walk on the same sand and gravel

Their weapons are nearly faded,
but there's a lot of skulls it labeled

They raged against the heat of the sun,
they find no time to play and have fun

For the enemies hides under the shadows of the earth,
spreading evil and all the things absurd

This noble men who have valor and integrity,
fought  against the corrupted and animosity

As we venture our way to war,
we remember this men who fought for the lord

For their legacy withstand time,
and their name are putted on the line

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Clueless

A man wearing a blue coat,
or a boy who plays ball reckless
She left my mind hanging,
and now I'm clueless

Maybe it's distant friend,
from her native land
An admirer in distress,
seeking a helping hand

A stalker in the campus,
or walker of miles
Until now I can't resolve,
how she stabbed me with a lance

A close friend of mine,
or my arch enemy
She still left me hanging,
and now I'm still clueless

Friday, March 11, 2011

Under the Midst of the Night Sky

Under the midst of the night sky,
I look upon the stars that fall and die

Little by little the light fades away,
slowly the darkness eats the rays

A tear drops for every fall,
seeing dead stars as they toll

Once majestic and the brightest,
lost faith and turned the dimmest

All the auras was once in her loving arms,
they left when they heard of the raging wars

So under the the midst of the night sky,
all the spirits came and died

Friday, March 4, 2011

I Lost The Strength and The Power

I lost the strength and power,
when everything seems well
I search the missing thunder,
the symptoms I couldn't tell

I lost the strength and the power,
and stand like a lowly tower
I search the missing laughter,
to replace all the anger

I lost the strength and power,
and rhythm seems to fade
I run from the lonely hour,
to seek where my sanity has lade