severed.

…Was it you?


The perfect silhouette
That dazzled me ever
So wonderfully

And under the magnificence
Of your presence,

..............................I am alive.

Curled up
Between these sheets
of unfamiliar atonement,

............................To your voice that resounds,
............................Over and over,
............................Gravitating towards
............................Our past,

...........................................of you and me.

I was lost.

…is it still the same?

The instances of hope to infinity
Where I once gave in
To my deepest desires

..........And on that promised day
..........You said you’re coming home...

...............I waited,

but you never did.

shattered into a million pieces …
Funny isn’t it?

...........Now it does not fail
...........to humor my sanity.
...........Strangers we have become.
...........Cold as we entwine.

yes, I learned to wait

and love...

........................and die...

by:
patty cabrera
&
c.a. guanco

The Lover's Vow.

Your lips are the
............Perfect antidote –
They burn like fire;
They numb like ice;
............It is such a tease,
A sure lure
............To temptation…

Your brown eyes
.............Expressive as this poem
.............Deep as the sea
.............Vast as the universe
They drown me with
.............Its stare
Another fascination
.............I couldn’t bear

You make me high
And I couldn’t figure out why,
Your breath sends me
..............Into abyss,
All with just one kiss

You make my heart
...............Stop beating
You make me
...............Forget breathing
But under your embrace
...............I will live forever
For as long as
...............We are together

Maybe it’s time for me
...............To confess,
That in you,
I had found
................The ONE
That it is you
To whom,
I see myself,
................Forever with…

Every waking hour
................I think of you
Bringing light over
................Years of sorrow
God knows I have
.................Paid my dues
So let me be,
.................This time,
.................Whom you choose

I cry my heart out loud
I LOVE YOU, without a doubt;
Like a shooting star
That’s so very far,
I’ll keep on wishing
To wait in vain,
...................I’d be willing.

Yet, in fact, I have
....................Been waiting
Patiently as I may
Then,
.....................“I LOVE YOU TOO,”
..................... I heard you say.
“Let us start forever,
............ Today…”


by:
Patti Cabrera
&
Christine Gozon

11/11/08

Ceasefire

Ceasefire.

Sentient being, the time has come
I bring wrath upon your soul…
A tragic death to your very truth…
Tonight I cast your sorrow…

A mortal soul playing god
And a feet tainted with oil…
We see them walk in the desert
Step-click-boom! Death’s birth…

A tragic loss of humanity
A battle of hell
Where no one,
Not one…
Wins!

Burned homes and farmlands
Destroyed schools and hospitals
Decaying bodies lying around
Hear the children cry
Make this madness stop!

The moment we were born,
We were already condemned.
Someone said, “We
Are attached to death,
Chained like prisoners”;
Our existence is
Our very own battleground.

And from the time
We opened our eyes,
We fight for our survival.
Where we be fittest,
Is the only
Place we could
Contain our sanity.
Everything else –-----
The sounds, sights. Even
Our solace,
They are only backgrounds
To this once isolated place

Now it’s time to stand defeated
From peace talks left unsaid
Face the prize, no winning ground
Unless we are all dead

-aris, ca, christine, patti-
November 5, 2008

stained glass.

Stained Glass.

For hours I’ve been withstanding
The cold fury of the night
As I stand here outside
Your door,
Waiting for you to finally
Say something…

I pictured this on my mind
Hundreds of times
Can you hear my heart?
Beating…
Anticipating…

Tonight my skin will be tested
The heat from my chest,
Coldness of the wind,
My hand,
It can barely move
But shaking…

I see your face and find
Myself…
Coming back without
Hesitation…
Your eyes strike like
A raging storm…
Sending me to euphoria…

Those words I long
To hear,
Begging you, for
This one last chance,
.............this last chance…

I look at you
Look into my eyes
Undressing my soul
Filling my heart
I asked you what you see
“The other half of me…”

-aris, ca, christine, patti-
November 5, 2006