Biglaan
Memory of death
It was some day I oath to varnish with thick shine
I tied up loads of smile and tried to envelop the grey shrouding the rain fields of blues
Did I fathom that this fresh new start would oscillate oh evergreen fountain
And thus notorious fragments of sad memories fade forever
Or so I thought. . .
Mourning on light folded path I stray under light of invisible stars
When one precious girl I know as my sister locked a message of content far from reality
Joke is what we knew of its name, giggle me and make me believe for my thoughts was hard as stone
Winlynd Amorin has told me about Kit Ruel Edeza laying his back unto his deathbed
What foolish words that sounded funny slowly made pillars of scare and anxiety
Back at the radial devices I tackle these far-fetched tales of doom and dust
With such humour I made it meddle gags into our phantasm Mel John Bejar and I
Another trick from the master of magic Reylan Obate, being the best friend of the said subject
Tch, it was a sure plot . . .
That become the very heart of brickbats and sorrow
Sheila Mae Truno, a friend of mine, kind and honest abominated my tic-talk
With one to another, from sticks to stone, Rica May Chiu and lastly Faith Garnet Patagoc
Argument must have dawn rather becoming and the mare pride become stupidity
I took path to the door of answers just how Faith told me.
Provincial Hospital. . . what sad place I used to dwell, Step by step I moved forward there which they call morgue.
an image of a crying mother, a vision of what the past looked like years before.
A family in deepest heartache and depression inviting tears and hearts fall
And the body covered in white cloth. . . plaque harm into my shear watery eyes
Ever painful than beat and suckle. That these droplets meant nothing but sadness
I was the last person to see him there, rubbed his hair and took a beating
Kit, my friend did really pass away, similar to how old man did
The raucous bring about turned to be a holocaust of horror and dread
Make the rings of life teasers and the moments of history when crossroads starts to break
And the ties lose their bonds
When someone. . . dies
Never would anyone wish but still flag the invulnerable scene of wail and pip
Unwrap the consolation of the heavy heart and see more of the love upon life beyond
When noble NOSHians held hands together and create a void of unity and care for
Right before my eyes I felt the warm embrace of a living firm entity to the immaterial
Didn’t took time I realize more about existence. In this stream of time I should have seen
Memoirs of unrecorded sceneries in the savannah are after all the same golden bits and pieces of happiness we hold
What shame must I tell myself in short stories we carry
What apprehension must I seize for the ones I adore?
In everyday life, should we all cherish every single second? Yes
And every sound it takes we must feel, for one note in the melody might not be heard again
Days pass as if it never did, the same agony I carried, the same feel of uneasiness takes over me
Today many has gone to say goodbye, bid farewell to our beloved
Must did I say no I still, have the heart that pulled me surreal
Would the dangers of the night stood shouting, Neil Ian Israel Fransico was there
Never ending steps we did not know where would head. Continued walking towards thousands of miles
A long journey in the darkness, a battle to win, a lesson taught through motile
As friendship grew more meaningful under one weak leather in the rain
When the toss of cries confuse the wardrobe of resonance I said no
And over hills and seas I be found watching the dream vanish
Finally open the real world, full of love over hatred. . .
Full of meaning and happiness. . .
More is there in simple smiles and empty expressions. More in people than we see
There I was, spoken the words . . . SO LONG
And in the continuation of the adventure we found friends gathering together.
We find ourselves happy. Knowing that death isn’t all sadness. And that darkness isn’t all evil
When the soul is above reach we bridge a way towards its peak
As different people from different lands meet and make their own ways of showing their love but created one integrated picture
A smile we share, that was sew by the strapping canny strings of Kit Ruel Edeza
They say days and weeks after death,. Worlds would traverse
Yes it did. Would this wanted feel of new beginning aided life
Never did I choose which roads to walk or wheels to ride, I saw a new light I could follow
And must I thank all to him, saving a life in crucial state
Making burden a little more easy and sound, See these treats I offer you. Too late I will say. But till our time comes, you will always live.
Special thanks to:
~Reylan Obate, Robin James Villas, Junyl Deocampo, Faith Garnet Patagoc, Junmar Obate, Miranda Guevarra, Judiel Pasa, John Louisse Vilos, Chris Ian Lazarte, Joy Elizabeth Roca, Rica May Chui, Ronalyn Devibar, John Christian Ablong.
Zernians/ TLOAA/ etc.
:]
I tied up loads of smile and tried to envelop the grey shrouding the rain fields of blues
Did I fathom that this fresh new start would oscillate oh evergreen fountain
And thus notorious fragments of sad memories fade forever
Or so I thought. . .
Mourning on light folded path I stray under light of invisible stars
When one precious girl I know as my sister locked a message of content far from reality
Joke is what we knew of its name, giggle me and make me believe for my thoughts was hard as stone
Winlynd Amorin has told me about Kit Ruel Edeza laying his back unto his deathbed
What foolish words that sounded funny slowly made pillars of scare and anxiety
Back at the radial devices I tackle these far-fetched tales of doom and dust
With such humour I made it meddle gags into our phantasm Mel John Bejar and I
Another trick from the master of magic Reylan Obate, being the best friend of the said subject
Tch, it was a sure plot . . .
That become the very heart of brickbats and sorrow
Sheila Mae Truno, a friend of mine, kind and honest abominated my tic-talk
With one to another, from sticks to stone, Rica May Chiu and lastly Faith Garnet Patagoc
Argument must have dawn rather becoming and the mare pride become stupidity
I took path to the door of answers just how Faith told me.
Provincial Hospital. . . what sad place I used to dwell, Step by step I moved forward there which they call morgue.
an image of a crying mother, a vision of what the past looked like years before.
A family in deepest heartache and depression inviting tears and hearts fall
And the body covered in white cloth. . . plaque harm into my shear watery eyes
Ever painful than beat and suckle. That these droplets meant nothing but sadness
I was the last person to see him there, rubbed his hair and took a beating
Kit, my friend did really pass away, similar to how old man did
The raucous bring about turned to be a holocaust of horror and dread
Make the rings of life teasers and the moments of history when crossroads starts to break
And the ties lose their bonds
When someone. . . dies
Never would anyone wish but still flag the invulnerable scene of wail and pip
Unwrap the consolation of the heavy heart and see more of the love upon life beyond
When noble NOSHians held hands together and create a void of unity and care for
Right before my eyes I felt the warm embrace of a living firm entity to the immaterial
Didn’t took time I realize more about existence. In this stream of time I should have seen
Memoirs of unrecorded sceneries in the savannah are after all the same golden bits and pieces of happiness we hold
What shame must I tell myself in short stories we carry
What apprehension must I seize for the ones I adore?
In everyday life, should we all cherish every single second? Yes
And every sound it takes we must feel, for one note in the melody might not be heard again
Days pass as if it never did, the same agony I carried, the same feel of uneasiness takes over me
Today many has gone to say goodbye, bid farewell to our beloved
Must did I say no I still, have the heart that pulled me surreal
Would the dangers of the night stood shouting, Neil Ian Israel Fransico was there
Never ending steps we did not know where would head. Continued walking towards thousands of miles
A long journey in the darkness, a battle to win, a lesson taught through motile
As friendship grew more meaningful under one weak leather in the rain
When the toss of cries confuse the wardrobe of resonance I said no
And over hills and seas I be found watching the dream vanish
Finally open the real world, full of love over hatred. . .
Full of meaning and happiness. . .
More is there in simple smiles and empty expressions. More in people than we see
There I was, spoken the words . . . SO LONG
And in the continuation of the adventure we found friends gathering together.
We find ourselves happy. Knowing that death isn’t all sadness. And that darkness isn’t all evil
When the soul is above reach we bridge a way towards its peak
As different people from different lands meet and make their own ways of showing their love but created one integrated picture
A smile we share, that was sew by the strapping canny strings of Kit Ruel Edeza
They say days and weeks after death,. Worlds would traverse
Yes it did. Would this wanted feel of new beginning aided life
Never did I choose which roads to walk or wheels to ride, I saw a new light I could follow
And must I thank all to him, saving a life in crucial state
Making burden a little more easy and sound, See these treats I offer you. Too late I will say. But till our time comes, you will always live.
Special thanks to:
~Reylan Obate, Robin James Villas, Junyl Deocampo, Faith Garnet Patagoc, Junmar Obate, Miranda Guevarra, Judiel Pasa, John Louisse Vilos, Chris Ian Lazarte, Joy Elizabeth Roca, Rica May Chui, Ronalyn Devibar, John Christian Ablong.
Zernians/ TLOAA/ etc.
:]
Kill all your friends
the friends you will always have
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thanks for reading,.. moving on is such a bitch but we have to go with it,. life sucks either way
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