Friday, February 29, 2008

The High Road

In terms of consequences
For the rendered actions
I shall not take the easy road
For easy satisfactions

And so should you too
To not learn anything
Expecting an easy escape
Instead you should learn something

For me to just "hate"
And quickly dissipate
Means nothing is learned
Doom is our fate

For change to happen
We must understand
The consequences of our actions
To make a better stand

We must care for our lives
Deal with our actions
And the resulting outcome
To heal the fractions

You must take the high road
The one of morality
Of common sense
To reach a positive reality

To expect the results
To resolve themselves
Means change is non-existant
A dusty book on the shelves

Change comes from within
To read between the line
Accept the pain
Change will be sublime

It cannot happen quickly
It may take years
Better for us to move forwards
Then to be stuck in the tears

Life is only but a moment
We should take the high road
Four our sake for it will be better
Wisdom is the true gold

The edge of the world
On the forefront of change
Improving and succeeding
Due to our change

Therefore I shall make a change
And it should always be
I shall take that high road
Because I want to be free.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Why?

Why?
Is the question
That perplexes my mind
To teach me perhaps a lesson

I do not understand
Nor comprehend
The damage caused
The pain I am condemned

Why?
Such a friend
That was a love
Would choose this trend

Choices have been made
Whether well thought out
Or Ill-mannered decided
To follow that route

I am confused
Devastated and destroyed
Sadness ensues
Is it time to be deployed

Why?
Technicalities acted on
Feelings misinterpreted
I feel like I was conned

Distrust
Reeks my mind
Overbearing and Overriding
Those feelings that were kind

The decisions were awful
The naive trail
The lack of knowledge
Has it doomed for us to fail

Is this the point
Never to return
That you seek
To make it firm

Why?
A multitude of questions
Race round and round in my head
What is the learned lesson

I surely am in disbelief
To predict the intention
But I know this much
Decidedly hurt is my convention

Some days I pretend
The pain is gone I confirm
Other days I'm no so confident
The knife is stuck firm

My heart hurts
Assuredly it is dazed
Sadness creeps and seeps inward
Confused, distraught and fazed

Why?
The question lurks in the mind
Did you choose such a direction
Of a road broken, dissented and unkind.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Hero of the Day

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I aim for humility and ask to be recognized only by what my works have to say. I need not to praise myself because there are others who are obviously better than me, but I am grateful for what I have done so far. I would not like to brag or exaggerate about my accomplishments because I need to only please one person on that issue and that is me. Thus my quiet sense of self worth. Others may scowl or be demeaning to me and my abilities, but they fail to see that even through my struggles I make it out on top and my body of work is all that is necessary as proof. Jealousy and rage my be pitted against me, but my efficiency and self-motivation are the comforts that buffer me against those baseless claims. I am who I am and nobody will keep me off-kilter even when the sky is dark and I walk in the barren wasteland. The sun will rise and the green grass will always grow again.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

A Positive Change

Today is the day
As it should be
Every new day
I make a change
To break from the old
Improve to the new
Discard the sadness
Those lonesome blues
I shall make a change
You should as well
Continuously furiously
Forging a new path
A positive change
Its time to fight
To make things right
How you say
Its starts from within
A spark from the soul
Consuming the body whole
A real change
You change the mindset
The body will follow
A positive change.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

The Fairness Of Strife

I feel angered
Pain and frustration
Of the stupidity
Of this situation
A so-called friend
From behind the scenes
Acts like angel
Having the halo held up
By those despicable thorns
The funny thing is
Everybody knows the wrong
Life is quite fair
In terms of consequences
Of infamous actions
The barely veiled schemes
From behind the curtains
The lack of principle
The inability for morality
Hidden in your mischievous smile
Life is indeed fair
Everybody knows the stupidity
This so-called frienship
You shall get yours
In due time
Not by my recourse
I am too nice
What you have done
Payback will be a bitch
Of those hideous actions
The broken code of ethics
You will pay a heavy price
Karma is true
What goes 'round comes 'round
Full circle the perfect shape
Your history clearly shows
Your failings and dishonesty
Not from my own words mind you
But from your very own tongue
Your desire destroys you
I am agonized now
But shall not be for long
You shall falter
Loneliness will become you
The seeds you sow today
Are like the ones yesterday
Taken over by weeds
Inhibiting true growth
A person of ill-repute
Your lack of improvement
Will leave you empty
My friend that was
Life will be fair
As it was way back when
Your failings will continue
All your guns and stars
The articulate martial skill
Is all but a front
Of your soul-less nature
Everybody can see through
The mean heart within
Rumors have always swirled
Quietly observed from other's voices
Found to be of your true nature
You know nothing
Of what people view of you
You lack the art and skill
Of observational eyes
You know less of yourself
Then all of the people around you
Even ones that have met you only once
Hence your loneliness
Your lack of true friendship
The baggage you carry
Your insincere actions
Leads to your downfall
It has happened before
Therefore it can happen again
You are forewarned
By a friend that was
Your life must make a change
Though the damage is done
My pain I feel
The end is near
What a waste of brilliant mind
Your soul calls out for help
But you ignore its cry
The unwritten rule
You always wanted her
From day one
You shall deserve
What's coming to you
In the stupidity of
This despicable situation
Your weakness is
And shall always be
A hindrance for growth
You can only hurt me but once
Your actions will hurt you forever.

The Unkindest Cut of All

Hanging by a thread
A once bold friendship wilts
Lingers on its last binding tie
Ready for the unkindest cut of all

The pain caused
Irreparable consequences
Strikes at the heart
Damages through to the soul

Only a miracle now
Can put off
What karma has told
Of the unkindest cut of all

The foul decision
Resonates loud and clear
The door has been shut
Opportunity lost

The resulting pain
lasts forever
Of desecrate decisions
Intentional or not

The weary patience
Reaches its pinnacle
Surpassing a threshold
A probable point of no return

The unkindest cut of all
Is but a few moments away
Who knows how it will come
Almost certain to fall

Unwritten rules
Broken, shattered to pieces
The breakup is finalized
The aftermath resolute

It is dusk outside
The darkness deepens
The curtains will fall
On this sad night for all

What was thought to be
Now is irrational
Ill conceived in stupidity
Leads to one final conclusion

It is time to leave
Part ways absolutely
Ready for the finality
The unkindest cut of all.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

"The hits keep on coming, but I keep on running!"

Whatever life throws at me or you or all of us, its important to keep on moving! When we stop, we let life pass us by and I'm sure I've let some time slip by this past year. However, the time is now and change has come upon us. We must grab onto life by its proverbial horns! Carpe diem! Seize the day, just as it first dawned on me in Dead Poets Society! I had strayed from this path, but now is the time to seize our opportunities, to return to the who we are. If not now, then it will never happen. The pinnacle of my self being is now when the body and mind are full of energy. My responsibility and maturity has grown steadily. Now its time to focus all of myself and spring it forward toward positivity! Its time to take control. I am going to where I was always meant to be. Me, myself and I, we three shall conquer all the obstacles on our way. Now is the time for change and it begins with me. I will not stop and I will not lose. You better catch the express train because now begins the period one may think unimaginable, but in reality, any thing can happen if you have the drive and want for what you seek! This change I seek shall change my life forever! I shall fall, but I will never stay down for long. I will keep running the race of my life all the way to the finish line. I may not be first my your standards, but at the end of the day, I will show you what matters most: To never give up and never give in because the day we do that, we lost the who we are within. I shall run till the day I pass from this earth. The question is: Will you be running as well or will the obstacles leave you in the dust?

Friday, February 08, 2008

The Fallout

Thus begins the end
The explosion is severe
No way to block or fend
Your worst fear

The situation has come
To a nuclear resolution
All the addition leads to this sum
Only one solution

And thus begins the end
I shall not fight
What I have left to tend
My welfare is now my fight

The chips were stacked
I must turn away
I was sacked
In dire need to get away

I have been naive
Never getting far
Never able to please
Now I must get far

However the consequences
Are far and wide
The mending of fences
Uncertain to confide

I am the first victim
Surely not the last
I may lose a limb
From this blast

But the fallout
With its collateral damage
Will be a messy fall out
No reputation to salvage

I predict this nuclear storm
Will encompass its victims whole
Losing the mind's form
And the heart's soul

With mine character intact
Ready to clear the debris
I rediscover the true tract
On my way I flee

And thus begins the end
The fallout ensues
I will be gone from this end
To another end anew

I can't guarantee the same
For others' plight
I am not the blame
They failed to see with their sight

Logic and reason
A premonition
Sees the foul liaison
The trap condition

I will not be caught in it
I shall return to my root
To where I'm better fit
As you give me the boot

The fallout shall ensue
That I can guarantee
The nuclear bomb blew
I have left already

Others did not see
What I saw in a dream
I will not be
A folly in other's eyes seen

It is a falling out
This destructive force
The nuclear fall out
Has set its course

All are affected
Backup Plan B
The pain is disconnected
The retreat is to be:

I shall disappear into the isolated parts of the mind,
discover the coldest parts of the soul,
barricade myself in this solitary and solemn shelter.
The beginning of the end
Is not only an ideal but a reality.
I will hibernate,
become numb and be asleep
as the fallout claims its victims.
To awake anew, afresh
and with strong conviction.
I will return to reclaim my sanity
and my savvy
as I move forward
not to look back
at the devastation
focusing my attention
to the delightfully bright sun
on this new day.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

The State of Me

Likewise the state of the union
I would like to address my state
What the current affairs are
Of my well being:

As it was in 2007
It will apparently continue in 2008
The fragile state of my nation
Continues to delve deeper into darkness

The confusion and complexities
Will be more cluttered then before
A simple wish to have an even simpler life
Lingers and dangles on a sliver of hope

The reconfiguration of me
Hits yet another roadblock
A storm seen on the horizon
Finally comes onto shore

The foresight of keen eyes
Cannot prepare for nor contain
The fury and backlash
Of such a fierce some storm

Sometimes the consequence is foretold
Predetermined from past actions
This one hits from the blind side
And all one can do is react

The wind beneath my sail
Has disappeared in a flash
Just when I was to escape
The dreaded triangle

Now the spider's web
Has caught me whole
Only thing left
Is to prepare for the undue

The pieces of my heart
Already broken and scattered
A thousand fold like specs in the sand
Is further crushed infinitely

I have no idea
I know no course
No where to steer
Full of fear

I am disappointed quite surely
Maybe I deserve this
Such an odd sense of karma
Cold and colder

The candlelight in the wind
Flutters and flickers
No such light can fight
The force of this mighty storm

Are my hopes dashed
Is this the end
A Point of no return
Of which I fear dearly

I don't know exactly
What the future holds
I must be strong
My path be narrow

Like a tightrope
The line I walk
The high road
Is mere inches from a drop

I will do what is right
I shall pick up the pieces
Be on my way
To where I know not

I trust in the hands of God
Of where he leads
Shall be what I seek
This strange path

I shall be meek
The truth I shall speak
Humility I seek
Out of the picture I will be

Under the cover of night
The underground railroad
Will take me to freedom
The storm cannot last forever

After the rain and thunder
The sun will shine again
I will be there
As shall we all be

The current affairs
Of myself
Of who I am
And who I intend to be

Can be summarized as this:
Broken-hearted wholly
Disenchanted thoroughly
Yet clinging to hope tightly

Thus ends here
My current affairs
An address of my well being
The state of me.

Saturday, February 02, 2008

A Heart That Yearns

A heart yearns
for a new day
where the pain
dissipates into thin air

A heart yearns
for a new beginning
an inward revival
a sense of worth

A heart yearns
for joy and comfort
of the beloved arms
wrapping you close

A heart yearns
of strength renewed
to carry the load
the task at hand

A heart yearns
for the change
to take and behold
to overcome challenges

A heart yearns
for the truth
the fact of the matter
the clarity of sight

This is the day
I change forever
the fortunes of tomorrow
this very day

All my fears
All the qualms
All the pain
A heart yearns

The rebirth of me
the stability of foundation
the courage to risk
to love within again

The parting of stormy clouds
the calming of rough seas
focus and determination
clears up the foggy night

A heart that once yearned
for a better day
crossing the threshold
ceases to exist today

Today is the day
to eradicate what was
helpless and destructive
A heart that yearns.