Archive for June 3rd, 2008

03
Jun

Sonata of the Tortured

By bett3r 12 Comments
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The wind in high places swept my
face with its fingers like hypnotizing, slowly peeling my sadness away. I think
of nothing yet my heart cries for the quietness, the wind again carries me away
to the world beyond the night sky, just like tonight.

 

Leaving me question I cannot even
answer though the puzzle still remain of so many years’ education and pointless
study. No institution ever taught me how to love, no teacher ever teaches me
how to erase the pain away and not even one book of scholars ever mention that
love will always come back no matter how painful it was.

 

Time haSonatas point it fingers on me,
how many seconds I have wasted my youth for things that melted in the day and
frozen in the dawn. My dreams chasing me like a wild beast; its claws ready to
slit my mouth to speak against my own future, my tormented feet running from
its preying eyes. No one could help me but my shadows that are now restless
rescuing me every time I’m in need.

 

I stood here again with my heart
on my hands saying “protect me, or they will carry me away to the land of false
hopes.” The cold ground had nailed me from going nowhere as I must pay my dues
to what I had done. And what’s killing me is the silence from the inside where
so many talking so loud outside. Oh dear Lord, spare me my fragile soul for me
to keep from the hands of the eternal damnation.

 

Romance in the cold breeze
singing me the songs of one true journey to eternity. To see is to feel what’s real;
to be is to believe what the future offers us to see. But never take more than
what you give or the one will put lies in your soul just like an unknown thief.
Love is the rhythm for you to walk upon the cloud of freedom, so strong you
never want again to give them. The ray of sunshine felt like an arrow to my
vision as I never walk in light, only guided by one true ally to be my sight.

 

Now I learn the lesson of being
delicate to reach one true individual, strong enough to fight the storm of the
world full of lies, ignorance, unfairness, deception and most of all betrayal.
I must live long enough to see my work had been done in a world of beauty in my
own reflectance. Sing loud enough for the universe to hear me calling, that I’m
here and always will be.

03
Jun

Gabriel of Solace

By bett3r 4 Comments
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Dc080503004Bring back the black sun that
once shining upon my darkest path. It’s not as beautiful as other might thought
but it’s enough for me. Serenity, a comfort zone for my witty soul seeks for
grace. Being somebody else is not my ticket out of here, many perils stands in
my way towards my New Jerusalem. Day by day I have entered myself a battle
between ego, love and persuasion of believing the impossible.


 

Faces past me by, love enter and
goes leaving trails of fragileness inside me and slowly it’s bewildering my temptation
of what I truly want. Scars I’ve received for my sins and betrayal to the devil
itself, no, I never regret. He whispered so peacefully I thought my heart has
leading me to the valley of shadows. The light begun to dim, the stars comes
out with all its glory and magnitude of dreams so big I feel nobody is me.


 

Tired from the pain I’ve journey
through in this city of light, the gate of twin perception and bricks of paradox
living inside every creatures; big and small. What do I feel now? Who am I belonging
to now? All the questions are a riddle for my fingers to see, my heart hears
what my eyes feels. What I give is exactly what I get and never mean to get you
upset but this all has been said.

 

 

Crippling through my doors until I
found the essence of the one I desires but never really needs it. Drop down to
my knees and pray to one holy power and will I find that grace again? I believe
I will get out from this devastation of my creation, true and bring back my
blue. I will swim in your heart again, untangles my clarity to be unite again
in the sea of divinity. Where I will sleep forever and awaken in your loving
river of everlasting hopes of a true sinner.