bruised wain - pun intended

looks piercing, so it seems
eyes squint to enforce his screams
silent battle of psychotic dreams
wallowing in his pride,pathetic steam

he reviews movie like an expert
wittingly parotting what he read
passing it off like a fresh thread
plagiarized voice is all i heard

man rest a secondary school
vinyled tiles his collage degree
and has this notion of pedigree
casting others in a grandprix

oh well, understand that he suffers
his demons he has to conquer
he looks with a dagger, so it seems
feel it, it doesn't matter, illusion -- grander

halo - halo # 1

connect the dots
this is my take on the abyss
soul cerebrate meld by kiss
benighted metaphore galore
pomposity i so abhor

dense rain washed the road
dirt and dust denizens lust
clinging to surface as madness
wreaks havoc to birds nest

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i-canesten mo!

five friends travel down south
hurrying, scurrying mad
scratches that displace the top layer
contorted face, sigh of relief

microcosmic environ
playful playing fiends
causing the 5 friends to descend
ending the itch, intermittent relief

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yes we are exclusively texting

exclusively texting
is it the same as m understanding?
is it a feeling higher than hiking?
or more of condescending

messages on regular hours
predictable time, text cliches
expected platitudes that never fail
tolerating -- never nauseating

Saturday sadness

"it's like i'm waiting for rain in this drought"

warned by the imminent drought
contented with your spectre
earth revolving slowly on its axis
prolonging this catharsis

then came the breeze breaking
the nature's curse stopping
the plentitude of sadness.
indubitable feeling of lightness

but a breeze is a breeze
the moment it injects its anti - freeze
you'll want more, crave and never ignore
but she'll be gone, here's to the sun.

sleep hunting SLIPPER

shabby winged insect
tattooed on your back
mouth spews revenous
attack so ignominious

a never been termagant
commanding her army
like a colony of ant
pitiful whole day rant

Pilipinas 2006

rhetoric retorts
closed fists in the air
red flags migthy swerve
chants of empty threats

tradpoles suck at pond
barrels of grubby hands
self-serving brigands
out to sell our lands

stampede in the air
faucet splash everywhere
draining underground well
knowledge pell-mell

families scramble
lives in squalor
children pallid
the future's languid

stop the bickering
blood in ears,ringing
red eyes, tears drying
please start mending

road block

you said you can live without
sure you can do that.
I, too can profess of doing the same
done that for 23 years, am not ashamed

but i prayed, God knows how hard
for the right moment to arrive
and thought he'd answered me
by showing your path to me

how i know, because i asked for someone
like you... simple and complicated
i've no idea, he'll deliver you
and like gravity, you're pulling me

road block in place,
yes it would hamper
but i would not stop
'til i conquer your heart