dreamsdenied

even within the cloudy inebriated vision that has suddenly appeared with the given circumstances thoughts of those eyes still run sharp clear as crystal withing the view of a passing bystander watching the events unfold as it happens sharp was the look and mystery was present without knowing, a piercing gaze could and would stray on the target of one's amusement and in one moment time stood still but across the room is still too far for us to go anywhere but in one second and in that one second we were alone face to face and without a doubt appreciation each other's company even though it was just a blink of an eye...

naught but a few feet away but   worlds   apart her glasses caught the niotcelfer of an imp3rfect!on so apealing with her eyes r - e - a - c - h - i - n - g for it.. it would not do so she tried to stretch out her hand as if to touch the materialized dream only to have it sli p from her bony hands she c r i e      d but didn't give up she s t o o d u p and raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan with all her might and will she wanted to embrace what she thought was her's and her's alone only to t  r   i    p      in the middle of things and figure out that she was inacrowdedroom.alone.fullofstrangers

been a hundred days or so the heart once raced to and fro now left scared and scarred now the path is barred smile and a tear fell to feel the cold cold floor please dont close the door but she speaks no longer left to wonder tears the heart asunder and yet nothing but a glare even though she cares too many questions, with answers murky and submerged through lies that are true and truth that betrays.. or so the thoughts think... but they're probably wrong.. (i hope they were..) drop the pen the story is over was thought to be a four, was a three-leaf clover (why do you care?) i couldnt say.. (im fine with no words) shi

half smoked cigarettes beside torn letters faded jeans and worn sweaters whispers only memories of speakable and unspeakable timelines to be remembered, forgotten and remembered again questions of who, what and when looking back, forward, below and above the secret sins, euphoric joys, and forbidden love in memory of. in memory of.. the hour past that hour when lives were lived        and lies were hid the minutes before the minutes when words were unspoken  and promises were broken and in whenever time and wherever place feelings felt that which you cant replace dreams left behind that you want to embrace a certain smil

the days of the pen dance on the paper floor seems to have passed me and left me sore the times when from nothing came something in the form of writing and from the writing came forth a story with words it told its glory though they were mostly fabrications and lies and sometimes told with imperfect lines they pleased the eyes warmed the heart inspired hate or triggered whatever emotion or feeling inside and even if those feelings subside they hold the glory of the eyes who've read the stories

numbers extravagant and luxurious numbers found their way into my hands and yet they seem to be worth nothing.. even if they are golden and shine like diamonds what is its worth... when no one is there to buy them? i called out and waited but there is no answer i wait even longer but my thoughts i cannot deny "will there ever be a reply?" "is this another dream, that soon i'll forget.... and pass me by?" "will i be forever chasing clouds in the sky?" i wont be satisfied forever with just a another "hi"

sa gitna ng lupaing di kilala ako'y lumipad sa tulong ng isa isang ibon na malawak ang pakpak sing haba ng linyang walang dulo sakop ang anino ng mga dati sa ibabaw niya ako'y nadala sa ibang oras, ibang pwesto, at ibang alaala sa maikling panahon na siya'y nakilala nadala na niya ako sa noon, ngayon at sa susunod na umaga at sa sinabing umaga kahit ako'y maligaw man alam ko, sa kanyang paligid parin ang mababalikan

> "friend, why are you in tears when there is a beautiful morning sun up?" "and when night falls, the moon shines upon the land" "but why in your eyes, only torment can be seen?" < "for when the sun is up, its beauty is too much for my gaze" "leaving me in tears for i cannot even look upon such wonder" "and in the night, when all the lights light up" "i look up to the dark sky and see not one star upon its sheet" "and you ask me why i am in tears?" > "though darkness has fallen shroud over your eyes" "and the night sky betrays you by giving no light" "i believe..." < "believe.....?" "once i believed in that word" "and thought

dahil sa takbo ng buhay muntik ko na malimutan ang dahilan ng aking lakbay isang mukhang nalimutan muling naalala at aking dugo kumulo sa aking pagkasala ang sala ay paglimot ng nakaraan paglimot ng mga importante at mga dumaan mga bagay na ginagawa ko'y muling nagkasibli at sa ilalim ng buwan sa akin ay nakatabi ang lapis at papel, ako'y dahan dahang nagsulat pagkat aking mga mata'y muling namulat pakay kong nawala muling nagbalik ngayo'y bubuhatin ko sarili ko mula sa putik