Sunday, June 25, 2006

After Dark

I share my fate to those who hate
The colored lights of a Friday night
Where people meet to crowd the streets
And cover the darkness with booze and madness

Sweep away O clouds of death
Unleash thy sheath and expose thy blade
Swarm the night with all might
And take away the air the they breathe

Without a fight destroy their sight
So blackness rule their broad day light
And forever they will remember this night
And ease their pain with a sweet refrain

Envelope them O sweet death
And may this night be a lesson to them
On life and all their plight
For in their midst will rise the chosen
With a deadly kiss of one who’s proven

I share my fate to those who break
The piousness of humanity
For they shall spread the hate they bred
Within their hearts and with eyes of larks

Destroy this night
O dark knight
For in them
I sing a hymn
To which I belong

Sunday, June 18, 2006

first tym ko to....

for a while now, i have been trying to write. i guess i shoud have tried harder... for so many times i wanted to create something that can be read and appreciated by others. but each time i start to tinker on my keyboard, i slowly drift into a world of nothingness... i place where emptyness fills a four-cornered room and i the center of it. this could have been a picture of by brain everytym i start to write. i end up staring at the computer monitor with nothing to express. yet, i continue to type the words, but it all comes out gibberish and out of context...

well i gues words are not just words. they can mean a lot of things and they can bring out the best and worst a person a could write. writing without thinking could only mean one thing - emotions slowly overcome the writer's being. ahhhhhh, i wish i was that kind of writer. heck, i can write a lot of things when i'm intoxicated. alcohol seems to be my literary fuel. a nitrous injection through my brain that speeds up my fingers as they punch the characters of the keyboard. although it what i write is not always readable when im intoxicated, but i write the wildest ideas i could never think of when im sober...

i guess that's it... im sober for almost 24hrs now... im sober while im writing this right now...

well, i know there will be more of this stupid things that i write. and the next time, i won't be sober anymore....