Insomnia

Insomnia

 

I miss my soft pillow

As my dreams billow

The night hastily swallow

And my yawn often follow

As the sky opens its eyes

My strength slowly dies

Like a flower under a snow

Buried and nowhere to go

Cold and alone under the moon

I wish sleep will come back soon

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Season's Greetings

Duality (version 2)

I was never alone in my mother’s womb nor in this world

Though I enjoy the singularity of a life that has been furled

I was once a champion of living freely and independently

Now I can’t imagine as how to swim or fly complacently

You came and my days suddenly exploded with color

You painted it with amusement, discomfort and furor

Filling my eyes with the stars that stare back from your eyes

Keeping my hands joined to yours under the midnight skies

I am in awe and sometimes feel that you are holding me back

And yet you are always the only reason that I am on track

I hate you for all the times that you make me so irrational

And yet I love you for making me simple and rational

I thought that I was inside a dream and content yesterday

But now I am living my dream with you each passing day

My prayers were answered again in the altar with you

And now I fear more of losing you that I never knew

I am a person who tries to learn and know everything

And yet I can’t grasp and compare our love to anything

You were once a stranger who told me to take a chance

And now I won’t give up to anyone our very own dance

Practicality states that a coin has two faces as actuality

But my heart now sees only you and that is by factuality

 

 

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In my Home / Sunday

8:02 pm / 16 Nov. 2014

My Baby

 

 

Let me fill the darkness around you

With the talent of my words so few

Let us travel this world of noise

Listen intently to each other’s voice

Smell the flowers and hold on to life

I’ll be gentle and shield you from strife

Share our heat beats as we sleep

And dream in each other’s keep

Face the warmth of the morning sun

Feel the wind blowing just for fun

Be patient while I learn from you

For I will be here from old to new

I will be your words and your eyes

Until your are old enough to rise

Dear child remember me as your father

I’ll often be with you even if it’s a bother

 

 

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In my home / Friday

31 Oct. 2014 / 20:18

Tokens of Engagement

 

A part of me still looks back

Pass the days and hidden track

As my hand slips down my pocket

I felt the cold steel of a locket

As memories of winter shivers

To snowflakes dipping in rivers

It was once tied around my neck

Was icy silver and without a speck

As feelings of brief winter chills

To frosts clinging in windowsills

But my eyes lay upon my fingers

To see a golden ring still lingers

As warm as the coming spring

To children playing in a swing

 

 

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In my Home / Friday

31 Oct. 2014 / 8:19 am

Smile

With a crown of flowers

Amid soaring red towers

I felt the warmth of the sun

A dream that was often fun

But in my fortress of stones

It’s where I hid my bones

Away from your prying eyes

Beneath the autumn skies

For I am only your shield

In this breathing battlefield

Ready to be your living sacrifice

Because your smile will suffice

Until the day that I am broken

Where I am only to be spoken

No longer am I at your side

Where I lay my life and pride

But I will cross the distant skyline

With a smile that will forever be mine

 

 

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In my Home / Saturday

18 October 2014 / 8:41 pm

Expectations

 

 

The fragments of my heart

Sleeps calmly in your hands

Though you played no part

It listens to your commands

It dreams under your shadow

In a flower filled meadow

Through the days of summer

Into the nights of deep winter

While your fingers comb my hair

Your endearing grace fills the air

Telling me to open my teary eyes

To your words that has no lies

You are the world to me and beyond

And our kiss will forever be our bond

 

 

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In my Home / Saturday

18 October 2014 / 8:32 am

The Fallen

 

The rats are dining in this murderous feast

While the public are racing away from a beast

Today the charred doors of hell are open

Unto cornered pigs lay helpless in a pen

As masts of fire and smoke rise to the skies

The innocent always shut their teary eyes

A plague of disbelief rolls down in every street

Freezing all the victims’ own very feet

They are the seeds that will blossom soon

To rise and scream like a crazy baboon

Iron streaks well in this poisonous air

Peeling the souls into strands of hair

As shooting stars fall and rain down here

Plunging homes deep until it all disappear

I prayed once for this nightmare to transpire

Not knowing my heart and pity would conspire

I am here hiding in the shadows of the sewer

As a coward whose lucidity is getting fewer

I thought my friend would come and rescue me

But Death came and he doesn’t hear me nor see

For I am all covered in blood and in guilt

Rotting away just like the dead in this filth

 

 

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In my Home / Sunday

12 October 2014 / 11:13 AM

Good morning

Good morning to the yellow sun

Waking up to you is always fun

As your hands stretches across my room

Sweeping away the darkness like a broom

From silhouettes into brilliant gold

Everything shines for me to behold

Across my bed and into the window

Surprises await and things to know

A brand new day painted by your smile

Soften by the clouds for every mile

As flowers awaken by the gentle breeze

The world comes to life from a freeze

I thank you for coming every morning

To cheer me up from my own mourning

The world will be bleakly lost without you

For without you the world will never be new

 

  

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In my Home / Saturday

12 October 2014 / 12:30 pm

The Autumn Grave

 

I lament the autumn leaves

For Its silence often deceives

The truth about the coming end

That winter is just around the bend

But the wind shall catch them all

When it’s time for them to fall

Carrying them down to the ground

Be buried in ice and never be found

I am here with them in this foxhole

As they rot and I bleed out whole

These leaves will be my death bed

A treat that will remain in my head

I choose to be a shield than to be a slave

For my soldiers can stand on my grave

To win a war with courage and integrity

To go home with great pride and sanity

Peace and summer will end my existence

But I shall live in them with persistence

  

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In my Home / Saturday

11 October 2014 / 10:07 am

Prayers to the Moon

 

As you slowly ascent

My eyes sadly descent

To a dark place of lament

I pray for a divine advent

Yet my hands lay with resent

For I bear no traits to augment

I have nothing but honest intent

And if only your glance would consent

To overlook my misleading portent

It might begin our heart’s content

For our lips can seal any ferment

But in your arms I will eternally relent

 

 

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In my Home / Saturday

11 Oct. 2014 / 8:14 am

Painting fireflies in winter

As the clock winds down upon the day

The sun slumbers into hues of gray

I tuck away my heart inside my coat

Start to read the letters that you wrote

The warmth it gives extend elsewhere

Beyond my window unto nowhere

Causing an eruption of stars upon a city

Like fireworks of beauty and complexity

Yet here I am still stuck in yesterday’s time

Empty handed with only a nickel and dime

My mirrors are empty of your reflection

Without you there is no way to perfection

The brush lay silent atop a dull palette

A broken easel lies a victim of a mallet

The phone seems distant and terrifying

Like the white canvass is not complying

I wish it would ring suddenly back to life

To hear your voice will end my strife

The colors will rush back into my hand

If you could only choose to understand

That falling stars are only pretty at night

But in the day they are hidden from sight

 

 

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In my home / Saturday

7:06 pm / 4 October 2014

Things about Loving and Living

 

In life you are the rarest among roses

Whom the sun beams in brilliant poses

I don’t need to conquer distant lands

As long that I hold your gentle hands

I don’t mind to bury my hands in the mud

I’m happy to see you blossom from a bud

I always abhor working from town to town

But I don’t mind being your silly clown

Eternity and fame has lost its taste for me

Nor worrying things that I don’t even see

For me you are heaven and my salvation

Let death worry the end and damnation

 

 

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In my Home / Saturday

3:40 pm / 4 October 2014

Working – A husband’s poem

 

My hands are now trembling

Amid all the tasks assembling

Prolonged by coffee and cream

Yet tired and longing to dream

From black to calming white

From day to spreading night

I want to know what is today

Was there a moon yesterday?

I keenly want to go out and play

To wander in the fields and lay

To count the clouds in the sky

Chase them as they easily fly

But I don’t want you to dismay

For my vow must never stray

My only reason for serving

To show that I am truly deserving

Amid all the daily grind of life

So fortunate to have you as wife

 

 

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11:37 am / Saturday

28.05.2011 / In the Office

DJ HERO

 

From the clapping, stomping and shouting

Feel the pressure of emotions mounting

From the sides to the middle and front

Hear the crowds voice their cheer and taunt

Let the audience and the music fuse

Let your problems off and be confuse

Feed the masses of fresh vibrations

Let them ride your lyrical sensations

Bring all the dead beats back to life

Lift them up from the edge of a knife

The line of reality and fantasy is hazy

Be the wild King and let’s go crazy

 

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9:57 am / Friday

In my home / 3 October 2014

Through the Fog

Through the Fog

 

The mist has sprung from asunder

Leaving my thoughts to wander

As the world turned into silhouettes

It magnifies the shadows of statuettes

It creeps into every window and crevice

Covering the room and every premise

Casting doubt to every second and hour

Feeding the fear in my hearts to flower

For its petals shall ride the breeze

And push reality into a deep freeze

 

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Thursday / In the office

1:45 pm / 4 September 2014

Daydreaming II

Daydreaming II

 

The melody of your heart

Engulfs me from the start

Like a breeze on summer’s eve

Lulling my reality to take leave

It resonates as far as my mind

And leaves nothing left behind

For each note plucks my emotions

Reluctantly into drops of potions

Stored into small ruby decanters

For you to savor our encounters

 

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In the Office / Thursday

11:37 pm / 4 September 2014