in pink and bursting in tears? what a sad name for a flower, bleeding hearts...now, please don't make a flower cry :)the red robin
not surprisingly
burst out a
sad tune today
the ink was spent
no poems
were written
even a diary
a picture of you
maybe kept dangling by
for all to cast the shadows
beyond a leafless branch
gone are the hopes
of one sunny sky
gone are the dreams
of a starry night
emotionally deprived
of a lullaby
emotionally dry
emotionally barren
as red blood kept
dropping down...
laughs, oh well. i am really weird. but really this is just an observation by me in the roads of sweet nothings in cyberspace :> well, so many hearts that you broke, so much milk that you spat, laughs, now maybe it's your turn to be the victim of your own hands? we'll see, sa susunod na kabanata, ...(^_~)...so stay tune pls. like sort of, i love you, genius, but you really never love me sort of a story for the proof is looking at you, laughs. now the emotion will run dry as the well will run out of water, laughs. i am really very very entertained. hands, eyes and ears in place, hope you are too :) pls. enjoy listening to kuh ledesma. really, no kidding this lady can sing like an angel and that's the truth. i love her voice, my music thirst is filled, laughs. i am bad i think for i find humor in dark despair, so pardon pls. and yeah, don't be bloody mad as well. it shouldn't for the truth should set us free and i believe in that. now maybe you can puke now in pink err in red blood, laughs. entertaining, i think so :) my next poem? string of words will be much more suitable for i knew that i am not a poet, laughs... maybe... titled "emotionless" how's that? :>
emotionless
the door opened
and you weren't there
the bus stopped
but no one
stepped down
up above was
an endless darkness
down below was
the deep abyss
in between was
sour nothings
vacuum filled
with just air :)
i know it's lame but I've got to practice. hmn, maybe a few words will do? laughs. now don't blow my candles err despise. at least i am trying even how difficult it is...now another take...bec. right now i have plenty of time to spare. okay, here goes...
emotionless
you played this
game before
now you are a pro
flowers adorned
my door
but void of smell
or two
don't bother now
the music is out
of tune
like your flowers
it doesn't entertained
no more
stop, you've used
us just to make
you smile and dance
stop, the clown
is here but
the trick is out
nothing is new
that the laughter
is just gone...
and another angle...
"the PIANO is silent now"
strange, the music
is heard no more
your hands are tired
and stiff, it hurts
can't play the usual
tune, your favorite
for the notes
the lyrics
forgotten
unmemorized
abandoned
somewhere a stranger
may play that tune again
somewhere a better hand
may play that music
for you once more
then
the melody might or
may linger for eternity
and
not only just for a single
happy day
but
in truth it's just a one
sad memorable unhappy day...
so how did i do? i know it's bad...but you'll just have to be content with that for it's the best that i can do, laughs...really in life, we think and interpret stuffs but we need to realize that if it is not said so that the umbrella is pink and you can't see it in pink per se, then your mind is just playing a trick on you, let's not get caught in that web of deceit or just someone else is trying to make you believe that it is pink but it is void of colors, in truth... now i am not kidding here. i am really serious, laughs. remember i have that esp, laughs. you can believe this or not but again you'll be better off if you do, laughs. so pls. the game is over :)
