VOLUME THREE

PAINED

Her cries echoed aloud in the still of the night

A cry of pain

A cry that will never cease to flow

For as long as her heart is wounded,

and bitterness still lingers inside,

it will always remain a part of her

If only she knew what laid in wait

If only she knew...

But like they say;

one can't really tell what's going to happen next 

Even if he tries

No one could have guessed...

No one!

If only she could turn back the hands of time,

and make everything right again...

Evil like they say

Never reveals itself

It's always concealed,

and rather lurks in the shadows Like some petty coward!

Once the sun goes down,

and the moon takes its peak,

it slowly crawls out,

hence begetting the dark,

and impregnating the silent tranquil scene thus

There,evil lurks

Out on the streets,

trudging footsteps can be heard,

and masked figures seen, 

hovering on every corners, 

lying in wait for their prey 

To wander out in the dark,cold night

Alas, she walks,

With body badly bruised,

and face swollen in a puff,

The tattered skinny figure walks down Triton lane

Arms crossed,

and sadness imprinted in her almond sunken eyes,

She plods;

With her haggard looks shimmering in the light,

and the tears in her eyes glistening

Yet, they didn't care

Their eyes shone with lust,

and they readied themselves,

encircling her

Each brutally taking turns, 

stripping her off the one thing she cherished most

Her pride,

Her innocence,

Her comfort!

All gone in the twinkle of an eye

She had nothing left

Nothing at all!

Oh,what a selfish and wicked world we live in!

How shall the heartless pay?

How?!

I doubt this evil that has befallen the world will ever pass

I doubt it will!

Now it's time I joined my creator,

and rest perfectly in his bosom

A MOTHER'S TEARS I

There is no greater pain 

than the loss of a child 

An innocent being 

brought into the world;

Conceived for a purpose,

and born to bring light,

to shine aglow,

and to bring joy to every mortal

that walks the earth

A child born to bloom;

Like a flamboyant

standing in the meadow

And the red roses 

standing in the sun

But soon taken away 

from the world,

and snatched from the nest of its mother,

A mother so longed 

to be blessed,

and her prayers be heard 

from the heavens

Her heart is broken

Her tears worsened

from the pain,

as they go wetting the ground 

like a flowing river,

and a running stream

bound to flow

And shall it continue to be 

Or her heart be healed 

from her aching loss.....

II - DEATH EATER

Motherhood; 

Such a blessed ride, 

full of hopes and dreams,

longed to be fulfilled, 

longed to be real!

Motherhood; 

A joy-conceiving memory, 

full of expectations,

having newborns conceived,

and brought into the world;

A world so big and bright, 

but yet so new....

One so strange and demon-filled,

and creatures cursed to slay;

bound to feed!

The cry of their mothers wetting the earth, their pains burning fiercely

at death's matching feast...

BLEEDING SOUL

Thunder rumbling at a distance

Lightning crashing loudly in the clouds

The earth trembling with fear

The biting north wind swaying every tree at its command

Hooded creatures trudging out in the streets

Their faces demon-like

Barging into every home,

and feding on every blood

Amidst the chaos,

So weary and weak, she laid

Breath almost drifting

Her arms clasping a new born, so tender and young:

Eyes glistening with hope:

A hope she'd forever cherish

Thence came the demons 

In tens, they marched 

Her fears awakened

Hopes and dreams shattered

In a heart beat!

TORMENTED

Heavy I walk

Legs quivering with despair

Holding me back so I may not reach that place I desire:

A place I seek

And have tried so much to reach, but to no avail

This burden I bear

This heaviness pulling me down

with no desire of letting go!

Making me wonder if it ever will

Or shall remain till the day I'm called home

To give an answer to the life that have yielded nothing, but utter pain...

A LONGING CALL

Could years pass 

And the air still reek of my haunted past?

Could rivers flow 

And still come to an abrupt end?

Could cherry trees blossom

And their bloom still fade?

Could mountains, hills and valleys stand

And the earth still holds them firm?

These questions I ask

My mind trapping them without an answer,

And with no one to reassure me

That I can be free from my bondage to fear;

A burden forced on me

By the harshly gust of nature enveloping my past!

One I am forced to bear

Its malodor hovering like a smoke

At what cost in life would be so enormous 

To have the one thing I seek?

A thing much precious than all the riches in the embrace of the world;

One to overcome my fear,

And bring an end to shackles only I can see

Emeralds and pearls, I desire not

But the matching keys to my longing release

And if ever again I'll be able to walk,

I shall travel far and wide,

Proclaiming my return...

ABANDONED

My heart is heavy with despair

My head spinning like a roaring wave

Seeking to swallow all thoughts

Heaviness and hurt piling up inside,

eager to put an end to my kind!

The air I breathe trapping me

In my tragic past;

Making me a wanderer in a world long rejected me

From its warmly embrace

Now I am without a place

Having no one to put my fiery mind at ease

But I know someday all this would pass

And I shall be at rest and have eternal peace 

In my creator's bosom...

A PENITENT'S VOICE

With my eyes, I look up to the clouds

My heart seeking for redemption,

wondering if it will ever be

I gaze endlessly at the heavens,

searching for God's salvation;

raising my voice so he would hear me

and save me from the hands of devourers

To him I go crying

My voice ringing bitterly

With my knees kissing the bare ground

From his heavenly throne 

He looks down to me;

watching every step I take,

and hearing every word that eludes my lips

My heart is searched,

and buried within lies an ocean of sin

But true remorse is found,

and I be purged with hyssop...

and made a new creation

FATE

I look up to a thousand folks,

And what do I get?

This world I am;

This place I am forced to dwell

When will I be free?

I've searched and still haven't found anything;

Anything just so my mind will be at ease

And will cease to ache!

And until it's found, 

It will continue to be..

ONCE UPON A MEMORY

When I'm down, I think about you,

The things we used to do

And the moments we used to share

I remember the time we'd play out on the sand,

The coolness of the breeze blowing us

And the wind singing in our path

Raising praises in our name

But now all that is left are memories

I vowed never to forget

Never to let go...

Until we meet again