Whisper of the Breathless

Jealous, indeed I am..
Every breath taken away from me,
Stolen by her;
Stolen by the heavenly her,
A conspiracy concocted against me,
Beginning from dusk,
Ending at dawn,
Leaving me breathless,

Tribunal of Life - Ghost

A forceful change, 

desired by none.. 

Treason,

Brought forth by thy sun.. 

Destruction, 

Invoked in the name of dishonor... 

Desolution,

Left to decay; the darkness to devour...

Songs of You

The songs you adore when heard by me.
Tears me apart, From the inside.
As it strenuously instills the thoughts of you,
Into my pathetically weakened mind.
A little you running rampantly,

Flashback - Memories Of Once Loved

Alone in cimmerian shade,
He sat ,
Gazing deep into the night's outskirts ...
As the twilight breeze carries unknown whispers ,
Right through his still frame ..
The Coldness crept ever so slowly ..
Crawling up his desolated soul ..
His then lively ,warm orbs ,
Now held pity ,

Melody of Love

In the Silent night , a tune I heed ..

As I stare out these casement ...

Melodious , enchanting voice ...

Captivated my attention ..

As She sang ,

Dumb as a canine , I could hear ..

As each words danced away ..

Away from the lips of this damsel  ...

Invisible to my eyes yet not to my ears ...

Betrayal of the night

Betrayer of the light ,
Shall fall among the silent night ..
For once a calm and fortunate mind ,
Now a tainted dark , no more divine ...
Tears shed by the Condemned soul ,
And vice-versa , the story shall be told ...
Haunted by sins she'll be held ,
Along the path of misery she dealt ..

Seas of memories

She walked significantly ...
Her eyes were mesmerizing ...

Smiled brighter than the morning sun ...

Smelled Ever so pure ..

"White lilies and Natural winter " 

I remember ...

Sweet serenading voice ,

Playful Yet  laughter ..

Rings even now pleasantly ...

She Who Moves Forward

Tears falling ...

Out of pain and suffering ...

Unheard of her voice ...

Lonely, she is ,

Aid she never gotten ...

Never loved ,

Or felt beloved ...

Marched on ,

She did ...

Through the thorns ,

Grown as the guardians ,

Of plants residing in the forest ...

Marched on ,

She did ... 

As the thorns shredded her skin ...

As the blood dripped ,

Synchronizing with her tear drops ...

Marched on ,

She did ..

Sacrifices, 

Lead to her demise..

Pain,

The only comfort ..

Pain,

For she know she's still alive ...

Pushing her forward ...

Never stop  ...

Move on ... 

Life is your obstacle ...

Move forward ...

Move ...

Inspired By Anime : Gin : Iro No Kami No Agito (ORIGINS : SPIRIT OF THE PAST)

Iron Grip Of Past

DARREN : i tried to b happy with my life...believe me, i did, after goin thru so much sadness n sorrow...but i juz cant seem to, even if i ignore pp'l judgement and reflets of my past, i would eventually fall back into my haunting pasts, bcuz my life have been that way ...

happiness ...

a word of million desires...

an emotion ,

i could not achieve ,

efforts went to waste ...

spirited away ,

attached itself to the wind ...

the remaining pieces ,

of my hardened heart ,

sadness , sorrow , wasted desires ..

chained me ...

an iron grip of the past ...

judgement of the sinful eyes of the world ,

ignorance was wishful thinking ,

the death grip ,

denies my movement ,

couldn't move forward ...

trapped in my own past ...

trapped ..

The way of life ,

which i did not choose...

which was casted upon me ...

Beauty Of The Moonlight

The night sky ,

Devours the sadness...

Crawling inside her thoughts..

What she are ,

What she have become,

What does she desire,

Leave out all the thoughts ,

And let her soul be free..

Have a simple dose of wine,

Under the calm night sky,

Melodic music playing,

Her soul soaring through the darkness..

All that's remain in her thoughts are,

Peace and freedom,

Moonlight shinning brightly,

On her tanned skin,

Walking on the sands,

Of the bay on Guantanamo..

I sat my eyes on this magnificent creature..

As pure as her soul is,

As lonely ad i was,

There she stood ..

Her sight captured my eyes,

As I stood there looking at her glimmering figure..

I thought to myself,

What a beauty of the night..

"A beauty of the moonlight"

R.I.P MICHAEL JACKSON (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)

A LEGEND WHO DIED AND ONCE AGAIN TOUCHED MANY'S HEART..
HE WILL FOREVER BE THE KING OF POP..AND LIVE FOREVER IN OUR HEART..
YOU LIVED AND FIGHTED THROUGH-OUT YOUR LIFE...STRUGGLING TO BE ON THE TOP..AND FACED A LOT OF ROMOURS AND PROBLEMS BRAVELY...NOW YOU MAY REST IN PEACE..

YOU LIVE IN YOUR FAN'S HEARTS FOREVER AS THE KING OF POP



PAYING MY DEEPEST RESPECT TO YOU...
MICHEAL JACKSON
( August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009 )
A SAD MEMORY..

THOUGHT OF THE DAY

DON'T BE DECEIVED BY FALSE LOVE FORM TRUE LOVE..
FALSE LOVE GOES SMOOTHLY-EVERYTHING WILL SEEM TO BE A~OK..4 A WHILE...BUT YOU WILL START TO WONDER AND CONFUSION WILL START TO RUIN YOUR HEART..U WILL IS YOU R DOING THE RIGHT THING..BUT YOU WONT FEEL LIKE U HAVE PEACE..
TRUE LOVE WILL USUALLY CAUSE YOU TROUBLE A LOT..RELATIONSHIP WOULD SEEM LIKE LIKE ITS NOT WORTH IT..BUT IF YOU TRY YOU'LL HAVE A NEED 4 HOLDING ON TO THE RELATIONSHIP NO MATTER WHAT ...IN THE END YOU WILL BE HAPPY....
I TELL THOUGHTS AND IDEAS FROM MY OWN EXPERIENCE AND ALSO OTHERS..
IF YOU BELIVE WHAT YOU R DOING IS RIGHT..HOLD ON TO IT...