One morning has too many mourning,
One night has too many fights
One song is just one too long
One dream with just one scream
One glance becomes a fatal trance
One love returns a piercing shove
One fire burns all our desire
One wing cant make it for spring
One word can kill like a sword
One fate never bred the same hate
One hurt keeps us forever alert
One rainy day cant wash all pain away
One star is what guides all afar
One verse lights an entire universe
One thief steals all our belief
One path can lead to a world apart
One rose never lost against all prose
One name can bring all to shame
One piece given is earning free peace
One does aim to gain freedoms domain.
One prayer is the key to the angels lair
One hand is all i need to stand.
One half Hope is a dead mans life rope.
One sting can give birth to your wings
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Dream of an Unknown King
Did you ever dream of a raven calling;
from the branches of an Egyptian willow?
If so, the tears that flow from thee eyes
be reasonable and without end.
For in the call of the raven there is exile
and in the Egyptian willow,
the distance that keeps one just out of reach.
from History of the World Conqueror by Ata Malik Juvaini, the historian of Genghis Khan. I read it 7 years ago, but this poem was unforgettable and terrifyingly beautiful.(it may not be exactly as it appears on the book)
from the branches of an Egyptian willow?
If so, the tears that flow from thee eyes
be reasonable and without end.
For in the call of the raven there is exile
and in the Egyptian willow,
the distance that keeps one just out of reach.
from History of the World Conqueror by Ata Malik Juvaini, the historian of Genghis Khan. I read it 7 years ago, but this poem was unforgettable and terrifyingly beautiful.(it may not be exactly as it appears on the book)
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Daydreams, on the beach
Your smiles adorn the sea shells on the beach
But who is "you", its a wish that there were a you
The wind whispers an unspoken song, felt
the sea comes forth to lay upon my feet,
crowning my toes with tiny coral hills
shining sand filled oysters listen curiously to my confessions
I begin from a beginning, except there is no end,
Except that the measure of beginning and end is beyond
a shimmering horizon that's fast falling away
as i begin conversing with my inner being
until i become the pearl of my own thoughts
A drop of moisture suspended on a vast ocean
a nova of light in the universe of my consciousness
far from the beach where i was one moment before.
Imagine how graciously the sand accepts a falling footstep,
Or the wind submits to the grace of an egret,
there was no question or contemplation or regret,
just like there is no need to measure the worthiness of my thoughts
when my dreams are folded into the waiting arms of my mind.
3rd cigarette and the taste of restlessness begins,
I long to be everywhere else at once, nowhere in particular
to the far shore, to the light beyond, to the island of reason,
wherever i can end once again a new dream for the day.
fleeting thoughts are what guides me on these journeys,
Until i can dream a dream to end all dreams.
A fiery cloud pierces across the sky, the brow of the eye of the sun
Its perfect and fragile, a spark but also a supernova
A feeling burst forth inside me before i can stop it and kill it,
slipping into my heart before i can shut its doors,
Sadness became darkness, descends on the beautiful sunset
I deny her,but if she did exist,i don't want to tell you
That you are all my heart lets me dream of.
But that's just because...because, because,because
Because only dried starfish anchor my dreams from drifting to the sun.
But who is "you", its a wish that there were a you
The wind whispers an unspoken song, felt
the sea comes forth to lay upon my feet,
crowning my toes with tiny coral hills
shining sand filled oysters listen curiously to my confessions
I begin from a beginning, except there is no end,
Except that the measure of beginning and end is beyond
a shimmering horizon that's fast falling away
as i begin conversing with my inner being
until i become the pearl of my own thoughts
A drop of moisture suspended on a vast ocean
a nova of light in the universe of my consciousness
far from the beach where i was one moment before.
Imagine how graciously the sand accepts a falling footstep,
Or the wind submits to the grace of an egret,
there was no question or contemplation or regret,
just like there is no need to measure the worthiness of my thoughts
when my dreams are folded into the waiting arms of my mind.
3rd cigarette and the taste of restlessness begins,
I long to be everywhere else at once, nowhere in particular
to the far shore, to the light beyond, to the island of reason,
wherever i can end once again a new dream for the day.
fleeting thoughts are what guides me on these journeys,
Until i can dream a dream to end all dreams.
A fiery cloud pierces across the sky, the brow of the eye of the sun
Its perfect and fragile, a spark but also a supernova
A feeling burst forth inside me before i can stop it and kill it,
slipping into my heart before i can shut its doors,
Sadness became darkness, descends on the beautiful sunset
I deny her,but if she did exist,i don't want to tell you
That you are all my heart lets me dream of.
But that's just because...because, because,because
Because only dried starfish anchor my dreams from drifting to the sun.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
My own pain
Pain.Pain that knows no bounds
Pain that knows not healing,
There is no expulsion for it,
It must live on,
For pain is what keeps me alive,
We are one,
It breathes life into me,
Makes me remember what I must be,
What i can be,
And always a constant reminder
that my journey is still so long,
And all that i have left behind are pieces of my self,
And none of my suffering
i will always carry my burdens
no matter what it has done to me,
One day i shall be a master,
And i shall see all that i have gained,
For not sharing with anyone,
My own pain.
wrote this many years ago in my teens, cant supress the feeling that i was more connected to my feelings back then.
Pain that knows not healing,
There is no expulsion for it,
It must live on,
For pain is what keeps me alive,
We are one,
It breathes life into me,
Makes me remember what I must be,
What i can be,
And always a constant reminder
that my journey is still so long,
And all that i have left behind are pieces of my self,
And none of my suffering
i will always carry my burdens
no matter what it has done to me,
One day i shall be a master,
And i shall see all that i have gained,
For not sharing with anyone,
My own pain.
wrote this many years ago in my teens, cant supress the feeling that i was more connected to my feelings back then.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Some Musing incomplete
with eternity as an endless creation,
what meaning is of a minute or a single hour?
but my heart,filled with twilight
planting dreams as memories ,
these timeless ones, those azure passions.
with roots of tempered emeralds,
petals of floating moon glass
the scent of the thousand orchids,
tearing through the sky suffocating my soul
pry them apart,wish them away
but no one ever won a revolt,,
never against his own heart.
what meaning is of a minute or a single hour?
but my heart,filled with twilight
planting dreams as memories ,
these timeless ones, those azure passions.
with roots of tempered emeralds,
petals of floating moon glass
the scent of the thousand orchids,
tearing through the sky suffocating my soul
pry them apart,wish them away
but no one ever won a revolt,,
never against his own heart.
so it begins.
Well, i just couldnt stand it, i had to say something cause i have something to say.
That simply is the why, the how you already know-on blogger and the when is right now and the who is a momentary pigment floating in a hazy imagination struggling to manifest a mote of its unnnecessary abilities.
That simply is the why, the how you already know-on blogger and the when is right now and the who is a momentary pigment floating in a hazy imagination struggling to manifest a mote of its unnnecessary abilities.
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