Suddenly a Stranger

A stranger that never was
A stranger without a cause
A stranger now at loss


He's the stranger in this game
Woke up in alien mist
Looking for clues for the depart
For clues, he hopes exist


If the river flows upstream
And the sun of dark beam
Why they changed without a hint?


Suddenly a stranger in familiar land
Guide him and take his hand
None of this he could comprehend

If I Fall Today

If I fall today would I ever get up again

Behind this wall of dismay

Same place I was then

Did I leave my mark

Did I make my point

Strolling in the park the trees are dying

Looking for the right words

To depict what is inside

Looking for the right direction

Forwards where I cannot decide

Do I get to choose

Or did I restrict myself

Am I afraid to lose what I never posses

Pull It Out

Pulling it all out

From the flame and flare

It's burning in here

Need to find someplace

Somewhere

Pulling it all away

From the land that is barren

It's suffocating in here

Need to find the meaning

Truth forsaken

Pulling it all

Pulling altogether

Pulling by the head

By the tail

Getting it out forever

Broken

And forgotten

Cease the honor

Embrace forbidden

Tacit or explicit

Up to the mind that interprets

But may the fox and the lamb

A thousand years

Far separate

Thus why Deceive?

How simple it is to make believe

Yet there is no relieve

When you are bereaved

The very end to achieve

All the tricks up your sleeve

When in the moment of breve

The truth is there to retrieve

But sadly in that grieve

By the darkest of the eve

That what you perceive

Only the shortest of reprieve

How can it be so naive

Of the lies that are cleaved

They only paint to peeve

To those who receive

And those who conceive

Wound would not leave

For words are too much to heave

Thus why deceive?

Beacon of Nowhere

Trailing the beacon of nowhere

Disoriented by the broken hull

The light that must be somewhere

Turned out void

Offering null

The song of the gull

And rhythm of the sea

Was is all just a dream

Or is real

But ceased to be

By the sight of the beacon

By the sight of the land

By the sight of the hope

To end this strand of the beaten

To step onto where trust withstand

To knot by the end of the rope

The beam and its ambience

Forsaken the retreat to the silence

And the beacon of nowhere

Deceptively shines when eyes stare

I Don't Know

I don't know what should I say
I don't know what ticked me this way
I don't know what lead me astray
I don't know what made me stay

I don't know what did I see
I don't know what would I be
I don't know what came to me
I don't know what was the key

I don't know what turned me real
I don't know what was my deal
I don't know what froze me still
I don't know what spun my wheel

I don't know what sent me far
I don't know what split me ajar
I don't know what lighted my star
I don't know what bleed my scar

I don't know what did I know
I don't know what swung my row
I don't know what was this for
I don't know what I did not know

Trying to Stay Afloat

Trying to stay afloat

Rowing in bantered boat

Bobbling with your tide
Rising with the high up
Down with the reside
Swaying side to side

Trying to stay afloat

Shivering along the soak

Ignoring the old leak
Knowingly, it won't fix
In this boat before it flip
Sinking tail to tip

Trying to stay afloat

And it's choking my throat

What you want, what you won't give
The way I chose to live
Will my boat kiss the reef
Future seems like a myth

Trying to stay afloat

Throw Me Away

Did I tell you how you make me feel?
Like an old toy floating in the sea
While the wave pushes me further adrift
Into what seems like an eternity
Waiting for someone who needs company
This game is something I failed to see
When I chose where I wanted to be
Now I don't know what is real
When you stay or when you flee
You giggle, you laugh cheerfully
I opened my eyes I saw solitary
Around me I can't see your glee
Do you really think that you own me?
Did you think that when you...

You pick me up
You throw me me away
We could fight as much as we may
You pick me up
You throw me away
We'll just make up another day
You picked me and now you throw me...
Away...

Did I tell you what you make me think?
Like an old toy stench and stink
An eyesore even to a blink
Waiting for the end of this hellish dream
The bore in my chest that you reamed
And you called it one of my stint
Closing your lid to this bleeding
It's spilling along the brim
When you turn and you grin
Plugged off from my scream
Yesterday you healed the wound clean
And now you jab another sting
You own me, is that what you think?
Did you think that when you...

You pick me up
You throw me me away
We could fight as much as we may
You pick me up
You throw me away
We'll just make up another day
You picked me and now you throw me...
Away...

The Throne

The throne of icicles
Cold spikes ups and downs
Void of heat
Vacuum of life

Who's the king of that crown?
Who's going to bear
The pain sans heir

When nightingale sings
And breeze of odor wind
Scent that lingering

When the owl scowl
And wolves howl
The stinks so foul

Then who's the king of that crown?
Who's going to suffer
Inflicted upon the throne

By the Branches

Like mistletoe to the bare oak
Like water to the leaking boat
Like air to the null vacuum
Like light to the dark room
Like grass to the open field
Like shark to the juicy seal
Like bee to the nectarous bloom
Like germ to the open wound
Like dirt to the clean shoe
Like heat to the exposed dew

There are sure things in life
Less you tried to break the ice
To stand I have to rise
But I'm holding by the branches
Holding by the weaken branches...

Foundry

So I ponder
Which crossings diverted the sight
Which stones marked with illusion
Which presumptions blinded the sense

And I turn
Looking back over the hills
Peeking beyond the cliffs
Sighting over the oceans

Yet I see
What was a chainmail now mere cotton
What was a ladder now mere string
What was a musket now mere marble

Then I resolute
To stand where the line started
To crouch where the prints smeared
To run where the gun blew

Let me lend a hand
To erase the fear and doubts
To smudge the indecisive roots
To firm the hidden blooms
Instilling confidence in tomorrow

San Guo

remolcadores
tugs of dos estados
along tracked lunar circumferences
till the spoils are mountains
slipped in the wraith
of ghoulish wailing

sanguo...

inferno inside, flaming the cage
crown cracks spilling jewels
throne breaks in agony
while the veins bleed darkness
stand off in triangle
fueling the flame

sanguo...

a cloud reaching for the ray
of the sunshine
a land waiting for the rain
to give it life
a wind trying to breeze
for touches and kisses
whisper of battlecry over the hill

sanguo...

had the limbs strayed to far
of the meant way of ajar
orion, show where they are
fumbled way below secure par
blinded to see the star

sanguo...

As the Sand Fall...

As the sand fall into the bottom glass
As the grain fills the cavity with mass
I am tending to my own wound, unrest

But every second is a new hurt
Every moment I'm hitting the dirt

For the feeling you refuse to convey
For the words you refuse to say



As the sand fall like a high torrent
As the grain reminds me of my torment
I am tending to my own wound, lament

But every second is a new stump
Every moment I'm numbing the lump

For the feeling you refuse to convey
For the words you refuse to say

Tell Me

So the throne is blinded from iris
And the path never cease to dim
Like the nightingale that sings
When thoughts of halt sinking in
Broken compass and torn map
Signs of uncertainties along the lines
The one oath that was never there
Words that could not be trusted
Linger and ready to wheeze
Wandering from nowhere
Through nowhere
Towards nowhere
Fatigue and distressed
With ever fading passion
So light the fire
Show what's behind the fog
Or tie these laces
Tell me to halt

Displeased Chameleon

Why am I red
when I'm out in the field?

Why am I blue
when I'm clinging in the forest?

Why am I green
when I'm swimming in the sea?

Layered pigment betrayed me
Gleeful iris tricked me
Gland of mucous lied to me
A displeased chameleon

The Man in the Mirror

I looked into the mirror
and saw an old man I didn't know
lying on the floor
gasping for breath
I stared at the the face
"why is thy gloom?"
"hath thou bear trouble?"
he cried to me "save me please!"

I looked deeper into the mirror
and saw a kid on his knees
blood over his limbs
tears in his eyes
laughter from his lips
I stared at the face
"who art thou?"
he screamed at me "look at me!"

I closed my eyes
surrendered to the darkness
and wind back the continuum space
there were horns on my head
ringed with glittering halo
there were wings on my back
of fire and icicles
I've ripped them off years ago

When I opened my eyes
I looked into the mirror
and saw myself, the 'me' that I know...

Tracing the Winding Trail

How many years have it been?
since I scaled my will on this very path
carved my dream on this very heart
and heart of yours
your souls where I pay my tribute
and my debt of gratitude
How many years have it been, friends?
since we planted the seed
of the creeping shrub?
Here I am, out to trace
the long lost trail that we grazed
searching for the same willow
once I saw from my window
May along this road
I'll see the me, the very me
That I used to be

Of Icarus to Athena

Oh the lump of beating flesh
What say you to this?
Why did you strayed off the willed path?
Didn't you hear the scream...
From the one behind the temple and eyes?
Oh the whites beyond forelock
What say you to this?
Why did you let go of the leashed dog?
Don't you remember the scream...
From the wounds behind the clock?
Let the swan glide in the grace
Crystal lake, like no other place
Let the crow me return to alleys
Filthy bins, where I live lowly






























I am Icarus
Dreaming of Athena
Yet my wax feathers
Could never reach the sky