requiem.

tonight, i made a pact with the
two-horned creature, with burning thirst,
he then derived a lethal concoction,
a swig of my blood,
with the eternal demise of my soul

he laughed disdainfully at this
meagre capitulation,
celebrated at his victorious feat,
a ravenous urge
to parade his latest victim

his notorious whip tore at my skin
it burned my flesh,
took my life away,
little by little,
i can feel the end rushing through

this torturous chastisement
made me fall on my knees, while
looking through those red-fiery eyes
pleading to take it all back,
obliterate my sworn testimony

i knew he wouldn’t oblige
i couldn’t back out anymore
i was incarcerated, put out
into dying alive,
i know now what this is,


this is hell.

Headlong.

Take a good look around you
And feel the breeze longing to seethe
Through your alabaster skin
Making its presence felt
Demanding for attention

Take a good look around you
To see the bright sky turn into
The night time; a beautiful
Revelation in this hopeless realm,
Witnessing the death of another day

Take a good look around you
It is a chance for you to walk
Backwards and muse over
What you have done
Know your mistakes and rectify them

Take a good look around you
And taste each moment lovingly
Savour them, keep them,
Do the most out of it
Appraise it, learn from it

Take a good look around you
Forget those sad stories
Which make you cry and miss
Instead turn it to something
More tempting than bliss

Take a good look around you
Hear the sound of nature,
The voices singing Alleluia
Filling the gap, the blank spaces
Pulling you closer to Nirvana

Take a good look around you
Let the unsung years of being
Imprisoned within, take its course
To seek redemption
To find its rightful rhythm
____________ And start all over again

like the wind.

what is a poem?


..like a fleet sway in the ocean,
whispers like an icy cliche
can't compare in any dozen,
stained against, tail of time and fate

tattooed straight to her heart and soul
begins with a breathe of new birth
sprang, to express eternal role
segued through the skin, so to have worth

delivers truth in every word
casts an impact in every inch
for somebody it is the world
scatters word into flaming cold..

caged.

these metal chains get heavier
and heavier
its weight wears me down

it crushes my fragile bones,
gripping it ever so
tightly

and no one seems to notice...





i was left in this lock down to die alone.

in passing.

the stillness of silence
reverberates
an old wound that has
faded but carries with it
a faint scar

bearing buried promises
of the once faithful lad

and somewhere far...


she remembers.

an impasse.

in the midst of confusion
and tell tales of damnation
we lose the very essence of truth.


we forget our values,
stances and beliefs.

we become doubtful,
living and manipulating
stories of our own.

our imagination controls us indefinitely
till we become
hypnotized under its spell.

we become prisoners of our own bait.


we lose touch with reality.
we lose our identity and eventually

become someone else
other than our own.

we complicate our lives

till we reach our limit,
where we can not go further


and in the end

we ignite and explode.

losing balance.
losing sanity.


till we become
someone


beyond repair...


11.38am
11july08

magdalena.

..stoned to death

she willingly accepted

to save their souls

and hers' as well..

seventy times seven.

my hands were stained by blood
filthy blood
i was a man of sin,
of regret,
save me from this nothingness

i need to believe in something;
to believe in something

i have got nothing to show
got nothing to offer
i am the shame
i am the unpredictable outcast

deceit is what i am known for
the gun is my insignia
yet You came for me,
with longing arms You embraced me

You took my hand,
and wiped these incessant tears;
You were there all along
all along

my mistakes were irreparable
but You proved me wrong,
You said i can change
and change it is

it is the sweetest love,
i forget all the pain,
all the hatred i have come to know
in my heart, i know You never left me
after all these, You remain to be,
my Savior.

tic tac toe.

the wind is blowing,
the dust seeping
it stings my lonely eyes
and brings back pain,
hating it once more
as it relives of the quagmire
i had once been.

7th.

Other half: the dictator

Let the instigation begin

Upon checking your vitals
i realized -- this body needs a dictator
this pumping vessel sends compassion
flooding and overloading this system
hence making this citadel walls feeble
that a provoking word can reduce it to its downfall

how can i get this to stop?
we'll be beaten with this beating

better be a slave of the tyrant
and be the marionette
rather than to be the weak

So the ruler with the iron fist pleaded
all of you
hand me your strings, will you?

by: Aris Paragas
(a reply to "this armistice" by treos)

---
Other half: Panacea

Let the instigation begin.

Though I am the captain within these walls,
You were the one who inculculated all that I ever knew.
In light of your misleading, and ruling ---
I break away each time and
Tried to surpass this feat.

My instincts never failed.
It inveighed me to cut the tradition.
You hear what the screaming is all about.
You feel the rage pumping out;
Sending an unfamiliar route,
To search for the missing piece.

You tell what to do, but I act on it.
Control. When all the right things have left us ill-fated.
I suppose you get stranded in your own bitter realm;
And you get tired, but I keep on waiting.

They say, mind over matter; I
say, the heart is all that matters;
I tell you, it's my move to make
It's the one thing you can't fake

A panacea, for the untouchables.

blind spot.

i know i must have been a fool.


but you know what?

WE ALL ARE.

ve've been alienated.
we've been strangulated.

piece by piece, we got stripped off;
exposing us to the mocking crowd.

still, we fight back.

why?



because, that's
the only way
we know HOW.