Resilience cum--------

You can look down on me with your glares, for all I care. I believe in my own principles, I don't need to explain. I'm not what you wanted to see, because I am me. I'm not born to please you anyway. Belittle me with your arrogance, but don't be surprised if one day that same arrogance will blast your pea-sized brain off the sky!

I'm a silent being with a considerate heart. but, like the rest of mankind, I have a dream that not even you can stop. In fair weather I can be calm. Throw your trash in my bosom and I'd accept it all without any complaint. But you must remember than when a storm comes, I will be empowered by its gusts to surge into your shores and return the favors on what you have cast. All your indifference on my feelings when you were enjoying your scheme will be hurled back to you by my nasty waves. You will be conquered by my deluge, and in your unimaginable nightmares, your own filthy hands will be your greatest drawback.

My resilience is endless but I have my own full moon to gather my strength from.Time is my best friend and you will soon find that out.

I'm the ocean. I can be your friend if you understand my calm. I can also be a fiend if you be so unkind. You chose the latter, so, seize your moment now, unleash that devilish laugh, for I'm telling you, I'll devour you in due time, in a snap.

-aileen

The Norms of Hypocrisy (Drowned by the Ocean)

"Cover me with your overwhelming calm, embrace me with the darkness of your night, and----your silence." I often sigh.

 I've never been in a situation where I could be good and nice at the same time. When prompted to be nice, I'd be pushed to my limits, and miraculously, that's when goodness starts. Yes, the good that I know is something that will make me feel better, the chance where I can prove that I'm right, whatever is at stake.  And most of the time, I am despised.

It feels like heaven when people give us praises, just because they see us doing what they wanted to see. I call that the norms of hypocrisy. I want to laugh, laugh so hard until my head would crack! It's really funny how people want something better but don't want their hands to collect dirt or grease. It's funnier even, to look at them wanting to be in a high place, not for them to get a better view beyond the horizon but because they want the horizon to look up at them. Many wanted to go to heaven but don't want to succumb to death.

We can never have the best of both worlds.When we want something, we should work hard for it. If there is a need to hold a rag and a cutter to be able to remove the oddities of a jewel, we must do so. Pretending to be nice when there is nothing good left within us, is just like trying to hone a plastic cup to make it glitter like silver or gold.

There's a diamond above the clouds, and that is none other than my ideal, my dream. I don't hunger for the best in others, for I can be my very best on my own. I am the heart of the ocean. I can always be me.

Turbulence

I have a story, my own life story- that, beyond hopeless sighs and empty smiles, I dreamt a lot. Through dreams, I got by, thus enabling me to survive. I had the thinnest of chances to pass through the worst turmoils in this act of the grandest show on earth that we call "life", a scene where I and my broken spirit walked lamely through each crystal of tear and where gray-colored rainbows appear.

Nobody is listening still. Everyone's in a hurry. Nobody hears the howling of the wind now uttering its final  wish.

Enough for the sentiments unheard. Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow's but a dream.

For today, I shall be the grass that embraces the earth, over and over and over- until I wither, and die and magically recover. The earth will stop moving. Aging will stop. There will no longer be ailments to bear.

The turbulence has stopped. 

(gbs)