Vergie
Bubbles in a jar
wishing it can escape
away from life's theater
contrived into reality
It gets one chance
to bubble away
but when it's out
it bursts..
Quieted clamor
wanting out
but confined--
The walls of imagined intuition
where no one may understand
keeps this bubbles confined..
Falling and falling
screaming but no voice
Blow these walls away
only to find out
nothing's changed--
a paradox of life's footlights
coerced into reality...
bubbles in a jar,
can you ever escape?
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Vergie
Eyes so stifling
piercing so and so
a look that's like
fingers pointing
no escape--
A piece of paper
torn though blank
no chance
of being written upon
no chance given,
so i could erase..
Close my eyes
so dark i see
wishful thinking
that all's a dream--
Nightmare, if i may..
Pain be gone
depart my way
I have had so much
couldn't bare no more
can't think straight
reality's askewed
sands for tears
painful to cry..
shameful to cry..
hanging from bent nails
holding, but
falling..
smile for a while
but the weight's
just too much!
When will i ever
call myself free?
Those eyes
that's so stifling
piercing so and so
I close mine
hoping it's gone
wishful thinking
still holding but
falling...
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Vergie
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My heart
at pain's mercy
trying to smile
crying all the while
can i forget?
this pain away
Sleep, wish all is gone
wish i was gone..
Don't they know
my heart's not made
from steel?
still i feel!
cold feet, eyes raining,
heart's bleeding
The pillow's all i have
It doesn't talk
Lifeless..
I envy it
If my heart's
in my stomach
i'll punch it til' it's gone
1:38
feeling numb
heart dead,
still in pain
eyes dry..
pillow wet--
it cried..
I wish pillow could talk
so i'll mend its pain away
I pity it..
It's lifeless--
tomorrow's new
always new, but
my days' still a snippet
of the past
I'm always gonna be
the stupid that is me
in their eyes!
I pity them
for they do not see
what my pillow sees--
they're lifeless..
Heartless..
Inanimate!
I'm not...
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Vergie
Behind these faces of smiles
are tears dying to flow
from pain so hard to rid
from doubts which they do not know
I'm a child
that cries when alone
laughs when everyone sees
dies when asleep
My face painted
with tainted unimaginability
could no longer show
what's real
Everyday i wear
different masks
from fear
fear from showing
my face that cries when alone
dies when asleep
what face must i show
this time again?
What face must i show
so they'll know?
My heart gone solid
from frozen tears
gone mad
from shameless fears
Each day i die
by my own blood and keen
My breath gone from me
often times forcefully...
I am in no position
to make my stand
for i stand on nothing
I am nothing...
They're nothing...
Behind the masks of smiles
that i wore
is a tear
a hundred times fold--
I am nothing..
wish was nothing..
Nothing..
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Vergie
Guy:
I'm knocking at your door
Please let me in..
Been waiting for so long--
under the cold drizzling rain..
Girl:
You just keep knocking at my door
coz' i want u to wait
My heart's already turned to stone--
no longer looking for a date..
Guy:
It's cold here outside
i'm shivering like hell..
The ocean's still too wide
Plenty of fishes for sale.
Girl:
Oh! I get what you mean,
and i don't really care--
There's a man that will,
he said he'd wait, he sweared..
Guy:
And you believed in him who said,
"I'll wait for you forever."?
Forever doesn't come, we'd all be dead--
a day won't last, he'd walk away and shiver..
Girl:
I knew this guy named Ted,
He'd wait til' the end of time--
Under the moon, that's what he said,
on our date that's not too sublime..
Guy:
Well, i dated this girl named Luz,
she has everything a man would want to see--
But when she talks i'd snooze
no one compares to you, you see?!
Girl:
And you to me! You have all i wanted and more,
that's why i want you to wait--
It's you that my heart beats for,
so please don't leave, please wait?
Guy:
Don't worry, for you own my heart,
i couldn't live without you in my life--
i swear to you i will never part,
Marry me! Be my wife?
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Vergie
A day seems so long a wait
Watch the clock tick until 9 so late..
Wake up each morning wishing it's night
Close my eyes to rid the sky of bright
Climbing mountains the whole of afternoon..
Hoping that it would come the dark soon
Time seems to play me games
Of wishes and dreams, of loses and gains..
Each hour that drop its flag
I wait another of hours i have..
The rooster's crow brings me gloom
Withering the flowers that's abloom..
The sunrise brings with it yellow skies
Of unendful dreams with endless why's..
A bubble of thought rose up like clouds
If days be like this,
let days pass like rock rolling aground..
When the sun hides from its need to slumber
The sky turns dark, the light lost from slothful hunger..
If night be wanting to get out,
The moon taking its usual route..
Let night come out swallow the day
For night i wait in restless lay
I count the sound of ticky-tocks
For gloom draws near my door it knocks..
If 9 do come, let come in gay
Make time move slow like leaves blown away..
It has been so long a wait
But time plays --
with moments and fate
If i be with the one i love..
An hour dawdling i could never have
A walk with you during the night
Is a moment in time i wish was still..
But 9 that come--
come in and done
A blink of an eye, our moment is gone..
I watch you go as i go away
Breaking my heart, tears in my way
Why can't i be with you in a moment still?
But time does not answer--
none..
zero..
nil..
I go to bed, wait for tomorrow 9..
A moment in time that i truly feel you mine
Tomorrow's gonna come in so long a wait
Watch the sky turn dark til' 9 so late..
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Vergie
A story nid not be written, there are millions of stories unwritten..
And i'd blatantly conclude that some of the millions, are one of the best stories.
You dnt nid a paper to admire or contemplify a story.
Each day is a wonderful story.
We dnt nid a diary or a journal to appreciate it.
Real stories nvr told r quite revering and stupendous
i admire creative stories and all
the loads of work put into it
the broad spectrum of imagination
the imbuement of fascination and admiration
im a gargantuan fan of writing, dnt get me wrong
writing is my escape
sweet and bitter alike
but i do linger and tarry more on wat i can attain
i emulate wat is tat i see
but emulating wat is it u see, is not tantamount to living on wat is now
the past is an infinite source of inspiration, if i may
euphoric
painful?sumtyms
pain is the best source of inspiration
nothing can top it
luv dwarfs juxtaposed to pain
for luv simply dnt exist without pain
but pain exists even before we knew hw it is to love
life and pain does to
life and pain goes hand in hand
luv is just the anti-thesis of pain
exalted for the elation it brings
wyl pain is ignored and casted out for it brings nothing but a crumpling entrail
wat is luv without pain?
rly, it is nothing
one cannot vindicate the existence of love without pain
pain gives love it's meaning
wyl love jst makes pain worthwhile
The world shud stop spinning from this festering routines
boring routines
y cnt we do different things everyday?
the world's spiraling down a vortex of boredom
even democracy is not democratic
if freedom is not totally free
freedom is a misnomer
hw cud a walking stick be called a walking stick wen it's not even used for walking
if freedom has its limitations, then those limitations must be imposed personally and individually
no1 must impede that freedom
if i myself am an alien in my own perceived world
then wat wud be of me, wen i am in a world out of mine?
i sumtyms do wonder if there is a world different from our own?
a world of mysticism, magnificence and beyond wat our petty eyes can see
a world wer the things of our wildest dreams dwell
a world wer doldrums and lassitudes is out of context
havent u ever questioned that?
a world wer everyone is god
im just withholding the fact that sumtyms i must think in childish ways
for one can never grow
one just simply grows taller
the mind may sponge-in knowledge
but compare it to the greater scheme of things
that in itself is a dot juxtaposed to the infinite nothingness of the generals of things
for one wud not be so much as hapi wen no1 understands
life is wonderful
not short
life is never to short to those hu enjoys it
living one day at a time
that there is short
im living one day at a time
and i still think it's loooooooooooong
life is finite
so as humans are finite
being forthright in my claims that life is not short
i will not withhold the fact that it is not
try sitting down a chair for a year
those hu are slaves of routine see life as short
wen one is enjoying time
it is short
wen one is enjoying life
and u wud hav the oppurtune time to luk bak at it
ul see the wondrous things u hav gone through
ul see that it's not so bad at all
and u wud hav the lucrative of ideas that it is not short
the world is full of slaves from routine
life shud not be chained down and limited to wat is profitable
i myb am a hypocrite
for i live an indifferent routine
i break away if i must
but breaking away the canopy to shed some light at the grubby ground, not doing the tings of wat is xpcted of me to do
id be breaking tat routine once in a while
a lapse in the unending, incessant, seemingly inevitable destination, is in itself rewarding
do u beliv that it is the journey that counts?
y then do we luk ahed?
if it is the journey that counts
it is each day that we strive to attain our goals and whims
not our goals itself
we'd never see the little gemstones stooping below our foot if we perpetually luk at wat is beyond us?
dnt let dreams be dreams
i am a dreamer
We are not brought into existence by chance nor thrown up into earth-life like wreckage cast along the shore, but are here for infinitely noble purposes - Katherine Tingley
dreams shud not be hindrances to our goals
nor shud they be our goals themselves
they shud not be used as binoculars to luk at wat is ahead of us
but shud remind us that it is not yesterday, nor tomorrow that we can achieve these dreams
but today
dreams cud come true
and shud come true
but luking at the horizon trying to attain these, blinds us to wat is in front of us
wat is in front of us are our pavements
our pathways to these dreams
one cannot reach for wat is beyond his reach
one can only luk so far as wat the eyes can see
dreams shud not be limited a scope
each day a dream
each dream a day
today's a dream come true
luk around and see that the things u hav always dreamt of are around u
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Vergie
Each day passing by
Seems so slow like dreams
I keep wond'ring why
Days are years, they seem
How long should I wait
Til' it's you I have
Til' it's you that's near
Seven days had passed
Each day, seeming years
Waiting til' night falls
The sun disappear
Cornered by four walls
Sitting down and waiting..
Wishing and dreaming
Is all i could do
I feel so helpless
Every time i miss you...
My heart breaks in pain
Catch my breath in vain..
I lay down my bed,
and then close my eyes..
Dream i was only dreaming
Til' missing you seems not true...
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Vergie
I close my eyes,
but still awake
Can't will myself to sleep
It's dark outside
the nightsky's peeping from the curtains
I hear no sound
but the eerie whistle of the wind
Cars go round and by,
the only noise i hear..
Stare down the wall
Til' I close my eyes once more..
Pretend not to care,
not to think, not in pain
Pretend til' all seems real
Close my eyes,
pretend i see not you..
Cover my eyes,
pretend i hear not your voice..
Been tormented with a thought of you
Lie..
That i do not miss you..
Til' all seems true..
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Vergie
I'm torn once again
Back to where i hated when..
Sweet perfume,
over an undying flower
whose beauty never falters
Where should i go?
Should i be?
Must i be beyond what is infinity?
I've become blind
for i see so much
I see so much,
i see nothing..
What is in front of me,
i can not see..
But no matter what i'd do,
It is with you where i'd wanna be..
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