B E T R A Y A L

My heart choke
watching wisdom surrender
to the crimson clouds
and the power of silver

I saw sweet justice dance
with the desert stone---
all the way to a hell-blown
Tuesday midnight's doom

Lines and verses
of laurels and gems
glistened to fade
in death's vain bosom.


08/14/2013 / Aileen

Paranormal Driversity

Into the abyss I glanced, with contempt, 

broken crowns lay scattered, their jewels lost

believed to be stolen by the remnants

of a passing glory

Bribes hidden on the graffiti-filled wall,
 made an artist's pallette worthless 

all memories of a distant future, eroded;

absconding the wrath of my final beginning

Salvo!
I hear you! 

Your whispers at the colors of ambiguity,
tossed my mind to be sold
to the foe;

 to blend in the nauseous display

of hyperbolic reinvention.

*

28 June 2013 - aileen

I Should Have Known

When you were
Saying things I couldn't
Comprehend, I should
Have known.

There were the
Signs. But I took them for
Granted, I should
Have known.

That in your
Eyes, gone is
Forever. I should
Have known.

When My Lifeline Ran Out

{photo source: google images}

I heard the wind whisper

excitedly.

Is it true, that

you've finally put back

the broken pieces again?

I'm smiling that

you've gotten over

and have conquered

the currents brought

by the erring ripples

You are the line

that lifted the life of me

from the harshness

of the judgmental

grip of humanity

But the persistent turning

of the wheels of doubt

took compassion away

from your very heart

that used to care

Wish you could, for a while

remove your sandals to feel

the pricking of  the withered grass

where I inconveniently lay ---

six feet under.

aileen--------- Apr 19, 2013

Bales ti Taaw

Padasem met ita a riknaen

Supapak dagiti saanen a mabilang a kinadawelmo

Ken kinadamsak.

Nga iti laksid ti kinaruay dagiti parabur ken balitok

A naiputong dita lulonam--- saanka a napnek

Kinaykayatmot' limmagto iti nangatngato;

Ginandatmo nga agawen ti rangrang ti init. 

Nagbiddutka.Napuoranka.

Rinumek ti angin ti bimmeggang a bagim

Ta iti panangtallikudmo iti managdungngo a dayyeng

Nabati daytoy a nagkirang iti anges ken aweng.

Nakipagladingit amin nga adipen ti panawen. 

Isu a saankan nga agbalaw no inlunoddakan dagiti bituen,

Saankan nga agriro ta pudno a lislisiannakan ti ulep

Dimon namnamaen nga idanonna kenka 

ti naisem nga arbis.  

Kayatnakan a punasen ti aluyo a pinarnuay ti dung-aw
ti nangtagtagibi kenka a taaw---

Ket iyanudnaka nga ungawen, itanem iti tukot ti pannakalipat.

Gapu ta saannakan a kasapulan daytoy lubong.


(edited version)

Padasem met itan a riknaen ti supapak
Dagiti di-mabilang a kinadawelmo ken kinadamsak
Iti laksid ti kinaruay dagiti parabur ken korona
A naiputong kenka--- saanka a napnek
limmagtokat' nangatngato ket ginandatmo 
nga agawen ti rangrang iti init. 

Napuoranka, dimo kad' napuotan?
Rinumek ken intayab ti angin ti bimmeggang a bagim
Ta idi dimo impangag ti araraw ti nasam-it a dayyeng
Naulila daytoy ken nagkirang iti anges ken aweng.
Nakipagladingit amin nga adipen ti panawen. 

Saanka nga agbalaw no inlunoddakan dagiti bituen,
Pudno: lislisiannakan ti ulep
Dimon namnamaen nga idanonna kenka ti arbis.  
Ta irarebnakan ti aluyo a pinarnuay ti dung-aw
ti nangtagtagibi kenka a taaw---ket sadiay
Maungawkanton ken maitanem


BALES TI TAAW



3/24/2013; (gbs)

Tears of a Warrior

Brave, strong, unyielding---
from the edge of another beginning
infinity held by sunrises and sunsets
where fragments of hope scattered
in ghastly, bloody grounds abandoned.
I heard a cry---

So I asked the warrior:

“Enigmatic wrath of vile conquests,
is it “downfall” to spare the rest
of struggling benevolence?
Can your pungent chamber still contain
another gift of ill-gotten crown?”
And the cry became louder.

“Is bravery gauged by the instances
that the lives of the unsuspecting
were risked, wasted and dumped
for the voracious mischief that was
of a meaningless reverie?”
And the crying continued.

“Your strength lay apparently in the gist
of your menacing dominion---
thunders whispering in terror,
oceans crawling into silence,
as the wind perished--- for an eternity.”
Then the cries became sobs.

“Yielding --- is it a branch of immortality
worth dying for to be bestowed?
Would the unforgiving gods of oblivion
caress the breath and capture the heart
of the unborn great unknown?”
The sobbing stopped---

and the warrior knelt.

The sword melted in oddly-laden shame,
as the heart of the warrior yelled in disdain
raindrops came in forceful thrusts
indignantly cleansing the docile tracks
piercing each flesh of the dying flash---
as my last tears fell.



Photo Source: Google Images

Tarumamis

Agur-urayak iti itataldiapmo

ar-arapaapek a pidutennak a siaannad

Aluadam dagitoy dagumko

Diak kayat a makita ti panagsayasay

ti biag

manipud kadagita dakulapmo

napategka unay

a kas kapateg ti danum

a mangmangted biag

ken angesko

Inferno

Should I believe in the tale of a fiery ocean?
Or in the torch of inferno controlling my mind?
How can those monsters burn the Gospel and pray?
Or are they just dreams borne of hatred in dismay?

Keeping Afloat

Fading footsteps

drastically pulling 

my thoughts away

from reality

Keeping afloat was never as easy as the life of a message in a bottle adrift the tides. How it endures, how it lets the flow bring it to unfamiliar shores where unknown monsters might be waiting. 

Rugiakon a Sangitan ti Masakbayan

Rugiakon a sangitan ti masakbayan

Iruamkon ti agtaraon iti bukodko a saibbek

In-inutekon a sursuroen ti agpakada 

kadagiti sirmata a saanen a sumangbay

Narasayen dagiti gundaway

Agngangabit nga anges, maiwalwallages

a kas ullaw a no magsatanen iti linas,

itulokna lattan nga allopen ti angin.

Naliday ti kuerdas ti tapuktapok a biolin.
Diak pinunasan ngem inabayko. Inandingayko.
Umukuok iti kaunggan dagiti sainnekna,

kas punial a maiwekwekwek iti di-agrupsa a lagip

Diakon urayen a sumirip ti anaraar.

Ita a sardam, alimonekon ti pait

nga intungpa ti aglaladoten nga agsapa.

Rugiakon a sangitan ti masakbayan.