Archive for December, 2007
December 22, 2007 at 4:42 pm · Filed under Poems
romantizing
thinking
never
quite
comprehending
why
do
i
always
seem
to
chase
rainbows
in
the
middle
of
summer?
too
jaded
numbed
stone
and
absolutely
wasted
my
wounds
are
becoming
each
second
a
speck
of
sand
drops
too
many
arrows
piercing
every
inch
of
my
being
yet
never
manages
to
hit
where
IT
is
really
needed
guess
there’s
nothing
else
to
do
but
to
walk
with
Eros’
broken
arrows
in
my
heart
December 21, 2007 at 2:51 am · Filed under Poems
silently i’m fading into oblivion
drowning in my pain and sorrow
no one can redeem my accursed soul
for i no longer believe in morrow
bitter, miserable and troubled
i now lay in my burrow
covered in autumn’s leaves
with loneliness in tow
December 18, 2007 at 6:56 am · Filed under Short Stories
There was a time when I thought of myself as a wall. A wall made of sturdy material like adobe or any stone that could wither any tear and wear of time. A wall that has a distinct yet enigmatic facade that often made people wonder what material it is really made of. A wall that could convey different stories yet without having to actually verbalize it. A wall that was straightly erected and coated with nothing but pristine glossy white paint. But that was a long time ago. I stopped thinking of myself as that grandeur wall the day I realized that I was tainted.
Earlier on in life, I was corrupted by shadows that devoured my innocence. Innocence that was lost forever and I realized that I was naked. The nakedness that exposed me to pain and sorrow. Pain and sorrow that turned into rage. Rage that led to destruction. Destruction that released self pity. Self pity that bred helplessness. Helplessness into hopelessness. Hopelessness that gave birth to apathy. Apathy that created the vortex of oblivion.
This cycle was never ending always heading to nothingness all because I knew then that I was tainted.
Several years, thereafter, I crashed into a wall. A wall in the hood where terror resides day and night. A wall that causes nothing but an eye soar. A wall that was decaying, violated and almost in ruins even. I backed away slowly as I mended my bruised body and saw something astounding.
A graffiti.
My knees dropped on the dirt and all I could hear was myself crying and laughing at my foolishness.
