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"Journey's End"

  

Okay, cheesy title or whatever you wanna call it, the title stays. But I apologize for the horrid quality. The camera completely ruined the colours and I'm too lazy to use/check on my scanner. Heck, my mom and sister could not even tell what it is when I showed this image to them. But then when I handed them the actual painting, they were like: "Ooh, that's what it is!"

Anyway, this is suppose to accompany the final stanza of one of my poems, "Amaya." 

"As the stranger's journey came to a closing

A warm light slowly came flooding

The beams against her trails complementing

Shadows disappearing, the traveler, too, dissolving

The bloody-like clouds seemed burning

No sooner they would turn cool and calming

All the while as she was vanishing

She made a promise of soon returning"

I love this one the most because it has a sort of special bond with me. Not only I wrote it within one night and recited it in public the next day, but I feel like there is something very personal, though universal, in those lines. Like I can find something to relate myself with everyone else.

So I'm going to do my best for this, despite being a side-project. I want to do it properly. Hopefully I can share it with as many people as I could.

Listening to: people talking
Reading: a bunch of books

Watching: paint dry
Playing: ...
Eating: ...
Drinking: alkaline water

"Here's To Closure"

Got inspired while I was doing laundry just now. Isn't it just the little things that keep our minds well-fed with ideas? By the way, this is just the first draft. Worked on the melody of the chorus as I was writing it down. Gosh, I missed writing lyrics! 

VERSE 1:

hey, soldier boy

who gave you permission

to wreck a heart?

hey, baby boy

think you're a man

with those childish delusions?

took word from another

no different from yourself

what makes you understand

something you never had?

BRIDGE:

here's to the closure

that never happened

closing the book now

of an endless story

CHORUS:

you pulled yourself down

and now you've gone under

you tore yourself apart

as you let it crumble

all I can say now

is that I wish for the best

pray you won't break any more hearts

like you broke mine

VERSE 2:

hey, soldier boy

do you take pleasure

in giving false hopes?

grow up, boy

your juvenile crimes

of poisoning minds

left these hearts bleeding

for your uncalled-for judgments

think you know it all

when you were never broken

repeat BRIDGE and CHORUS

Fun fact: Soldier Boy exists.
Edit: And I don't mean by Soulja Boy 

LOVE IS A STRANGER

love is a stranger

misunderstood

often blamed for crimes

never committed

for the fear

and the hate

inside the hearts of the weak

the truth?

love is the only hope

in every weeping soul

in every broken heart

a thunder-less rain

calming

comforting

giving rest to the weary

after the lies

the broken promises

the rejection

the faults unforgiven

for those are what scars us

what we had mistaken for love

ever innocent

ever pure

ever true

that is love

- February 17th 2013 (1.19 pm) 

I have been wanting to write this one for some time now but I haven't had the urge to put it down on paper, until now.

This poem was written while I was listening to this on loop:

THE FORT

When a house is not a home

There can be no safety, no security

There is no liberty, no peace

Thus this structure, remains a cage

Trapping the souls crying for freedom

Freedom

Without it one cannot feel joy

For the suffocating air of toxic

And noises that was mistaken for music

Down, down the soul would drown

In the ocean of the forsaken

NAMELESS #04

Never in my life

Have I felt such confusion

A whirlwind of emotions

In the madness

Of the essences of laughter and tears

It is a clear to us

The end

I would still take

Such great strengths

To push ourselves back to reality

But it would still take

A stronger will

To leave something that has

Been loved for so long

This is a strange feeling

Indeed, to want to let go

Of the love that has been

Nurtured for so long

For now, it shall not be forgotten

NAMELESS #03

Being here now feels like being absent

My mind is pulling me into the distance

All that I know of becomes different

Deformed into a blurry yet vivid presence

NAMELESS #02

I'm falling but the gravity pushed me higher

I'm gliding in the wind

I'm drifting among the clouds

I'm afloat pass the currents

I'm flying, soaring under your wings

PATCHING THE BROKEN

The things that has occurred

That I never thought would happen

Once again, a painful cry unheard

By a girl of a lesson never learnt

A dead seed should remain dead

A wilting flower would still wilt

Words flowed can't be unsaid

This torn up heart would break still

Lying on the floor, between down

By an unseen wave that came crashing

Still believing in being found

Wishing to be someone worth saving

Alone in a solitary corner

Still cold, worn and scarred

In the night, I said a prayer

Of having a room in someone's heart

NAMELESS #01

Take my hand, guide me through

Bring me closer to the warm light

Hold this trust between me and you

And never give in without a fight

Hold me close to you, never let go

Treasure this bond we've built

Hold onto this heart, gently as so

This ever blossoming rose never wilts

COME PAINT THE SKY WITH ME

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Come paint the sky with me

With streaks of white and blue

I'll give you a new paint brush

Capture the day and night too

Come paint the sky with me

We will map out the stars

Claiming them under the deep velvet

Bringing near what once was far

YOU AND ME HERE

This mask that I wear

Was light against my skin

It was more then I can bear

This path that I have within

Though my smile remained

I feel an ache from the sorrow

For I know nothing would be the same

Between you and me and her anymore

Looking back on those days

When nothing else comes between

We'd say 'come what may'

Together till the end like we've always been'

Now you've gone for from me

And I'm still not ready to say goodbye

This one's for you and me

And the memories we left to die

I'M ADDICTED TO LOVE SONGS AND PROBABLY TO HEARTACHES TOO

I am addicted to love songs

I don't even know what they mean

How they're supposed to mean to me

After all the heartaches I've been

I am addicted to serenades

Melodies verses of dedication

The angel's chant of the devil's voice

There's no cure for this addiction

I have a thing for poetry

Just one rose metaphor, I'd swoon

Tell me how departure is sweet sorrow

And I'll make time past soon

There are things that can't be changed

Things that I'd rather not

This addiction to heartbreaks

Tastes as good as getting shot

The End

A moment relatively rare, rarer noticed

A spectacle only for the ones sleepless

And for the ones truly patient and curious

For it's predictability of a blooming Cereus

It's the journey of a creature so fierce

However discreet, barely anyone hears

The sky turns into a blazing crimson

Clouds stained with hues like paint on cotton

The chariot sunk, light was near depletion

Shifting every vista into this nocturne

And if you intently listen for a movement

There is music of instruments to never be learnt

Soon darkness would come a s near

To the point when you can't quite hear

The loud yet gentle strides of a stranger

Lucky you'd be to see her wander

Even luckier to know her nom de guerre

For no humanly name would suit this creature

The stranger would walk along paths alone

Not to be greeted, no expressions shown

There is no need to pity this one forlorn

As she would only come, and next be gone

Vivifying forgotten scions and seeds sown

Then down the next road of the unknown

The stranger continued on her quest

Striving in her journey from east to west

She need not to stop; need no rest

Just as long as her will and strengths last

No hardship too severe for this task

In the dim light the stars and moon cast

On some nights someone would look out a window

And watch her revive the lives torn by sorrow

Because of this, too, he who once was hollow

For the first time he was enraptured for tomorrow

For he knows after she passed, what would follow

Is the day when dying dreams are allowed to grow

As the stranger's journey came to a closing

A warm light slowly came flooding

The beams against her trails complementing

Shadows disappearing, the traveller, too, dissolving

The bloody-like clouds seemed burning

No sooner they would turn cool and calming

All the while as she was vanishing

She made a promise of soon returning

IF THERE'S A ONE DAY

Roads shall part

Paths would lean on

Friends would cease to meet

Faith overwhelms love

Until love becomes a passion

For the trust it beheld

Fortifies that love

Into a majestic kingdom

Of which people would come

And have a look

But never to pry or destroy

For as long as the doors are open

That is all that's needed

All that's needed to know

Only true souls would gather

Forming bonds eternally stronger

As there's still trust, no one would falter

For the journey is long, we need to go further

...I'm just in that mood. Another old piece, btw.

AS I WAS PASSING

The old path was clear tonight

Behold! Up ahead, the glowing rows of light

Like candles illuminating a dark room

As we drew nearer, the isle loomed

Reflections rippled with images clear

Lights glowed brighter as the aimless fireflies gather

No other would compare to this sight

The Pearl is alive tonight

..an old piece. Just felt like posting stuff. More to come.