luna's reign

bright in full bloom
          her light outshines day,
what matchless ecliptic perfection
          amidst night-sky canvas paint!
not single cloud nor twinkling star
          obscures her proud reign,
such unspoken magic she weaves!
cupid's arrows more potent---
          mad delirium!
mesmerizing, captivating paradisiac---
bright ecliptic luna amidst
          night-sky canvas paint.

Just Like That

Day was just wonderful,
Sunshine was warm,
Breeze came along brushing
          Air with a gentle arm,

People around were going about business,
          Everyone was moving like molasses,
In a corner Mutt Canine 'n Feline Cat, playin'
          out in the mud 'n clay,
Feline jumped across a fence,
Mutt came after her without sense,
          they crossed the nearby corner
          oblivious, naive, innocent, free,

A truck from one end came,
The red Goliath of a Truck, smashed into Feline
          sending her flying parabolic way!

Mutt stood, shocked!
          Cab rushing from the other way,
          ran him over hurling,
          flying across street
          hitting disposal’s cover,

Each animal was bleeding,
          both pleading!

A man who lived in a apartment
          near cold cement where Feline fell,
          saw poor old Feline
          without malice shot her in the head,

Mutt lay, a shattered figure helplessly bleding,
          A Vet arrived
          only to find some Parasite
          thinking poor Mutt dead,
          filled an appetite on him instead,
The young dog was in constant pain
          until some brick fell from above
          there go his brain!

one down!

Ha!

its fixed. nothing like a team meeting to get organized and there you go. one radioactive problem solved.

next!

(101 left but hey at least they're not radioactive!) *grins*

Funny and Annoying

Life is funny, you know? Here I am clocking 20 hours a day. hahahaha. and its still not enough.

Life can be both annoying and funny at the same time. makes you want to hit something and laugh. crazy isn't it? why can't we, from time to time just break something?

hahahahahah.

if only it were that easy.

did I ever tell you we have to solve multiple crisis..? And bloody coordinate with guys half-way across the planet... On multiple continents and a lot of them are going to wake up in a few hours and find this mess. Not to mention these government-dudes who I'm sure will be equally relentless that the matter be resolved.

oh we'll find a way out. That's for certain. Its the constant juggling act of keeping things from falling apart that's exhilarating. and now?

days like these... very tiring. yet somehow, we find strength to get up in the morning and go. there's just no excuse to slack off because like today, people's lives could have been in danger... and thankfully only our people were in the line.

what makes me pissed off is that... this is our fault. we could do better than this. we should do better than this.

Going back to work now.

cannon fodder

our scorched and torn banner flies,
     wearily marches forward
     amidst this barren land
     littered by shattered skulls
     shaped by broken bones,
     the pungent stink of Lady Death's
     brimstone perfume filling the air,
this sword weighs heavy,
     hands too weak to carry!
     feet to tired to lift,
somehow we march forward!
we pan our eyes starboard across those
     wasted mountains,
     we peer past cinders where
     trees once lived---
in land overflowing with rice-honey
     filled with happiness and joy,
     heart fills with longing
     is this not the human thing?
     it is not for us,
we pan our eyes to port,
     in devastated plains,
     blood-wine rivers overflowing,
our dark cloaks of shadows
     we wrap to catch what little
     warmth this cold land gives,
strength summoned!
call to arms those dogs of war---
     we cry havoc!
fury--- fuel raising these tired hands,
anger--- vehicle that lifts these feet
rice-honey we hold dear
     in peace remain,
     in mind now aside,
we charge, cannon fodder!

Volunteers?

I can not but help to be angry,

I want to strangle someone.

          Any volunteers?

Raging Fury in these veins flow.

I want to strangle someone.

          Any volunteers?

These fists need to pound something!

These hands need to break anything!

This soul is tired.

I want to strangle someone

          Any Volunteers?

Raze These Ships

Bloody Merde!
Strike those banners,
Burn those sails,
Raze these ships!---
     to Jones' locker go!
These lungs filled
    in anger hate!

Bloody Merde!
Our iron-balls crackling,
     heaven lit!
     thunderous rage night sky fill!
These hand grips blade
     that thirsts for sweet blood-wine
These lungs filled
     in anger-hate!

Bloody Merde!
Let it all burn!
     Scuttle these ships!

Bloody Merde!

buring candles

we are lit candles
        shining brightly amidst
        dark perpetual night,
when gentle breeze sweep in
        our light flickers
        some weak, simply die
in perversion each light blown off!
into the night fade away
        then nothing but perpetual night!

our story

stories will be writ
        until no one would read,
sometimes, is it too much to question---
is there nothing more to this story,
        than to smile, to laugh,
        to weep, to grieve,
        to love, to die?
to taste every crisp moment,
to feel every painful blow,
to witness every joyful bliss
to smell pungent colours of defeat
to rise above pettiness
to be filled with hope
        as twilight comes
        know dawn surely follows,
        Sol shall live again!
is that not what makes this journey exciting?
        to see what happens next
        turn the page!
a new chapter begins,
        the same smile echoes
        the same laughter heard,
love as potent as yesteryear's
grief as heart wrenching,
death as powerful
        amidst background as colorful
        as vibrant as all our yesterdays,
on occasion something is born,
        story becomes dimmer,
        sometimes brighter---
        either way, story becomes richer,
        we evolve,
at the core--- today's story is yesterday's
        we grow, we endure
        until storytellers are no more,
the book is complete!
        we cease to be,
        we become memory
        for someone else we hope would read,
and their story and our story intertwined
        becomes richer,
        because they knew we,
and so goes on
until there are no more stories
        to writ and read,
i hope that will never pass,
        what an empty universe that be,

Love's Beauty

Love is madness,
     frenzy like Coriolis Storm,
Love is funny---
     in her insanity, profound sense of humor!
Like happiness, Love can be brief yet complete,
when Love's not there---
     such cruel eternity!
when we walk away from Love,
     such unbearable scorching pain!
Moving on, she be a scar,
     always there, but a memory
     yet timeless beauty,

heart breaks

do you hear those bell toll?
        swaying in the cold sky,
        "ding-dong!" filling the cold dawn,
        amidst "ho-ho-hos", "ha-ha-has!"
heaven cries! little girl stands
        helpless amidst heaven's tears
        drenched in despair,
        hand stretched, palm open---
        imploring, eyes searching,
        surviving, not living
        in tether of hope amidst hopelessness
        such evil sight,
        evil we men do!
we hide amidst drapes of darkness and night,
        shamed in chains
        amidst tether of hope in hopelessness,
we do great evil in the light of day!
        innocent blood spilled,
        blood of future generations
        washed in such hate,
        spilled in waste!
does such evil be worst fate---
        surviving day-after-day
        no hope potential surpass?!
        like that little girl drenched
        in heaven's tears, drowning
        without hope her potential surpass?!
what fools we be!
        in chains we bind ourselves to!
we, shamed in these chains!
        chains that bind this darkness!
        night that can not bring hope
        in our hopelessness,
        shadows that can not wipe away
        tears in little girl's face,
        dry those drenched clothes
        bring light in her way!
what folly we wrought?
        in chains! in chains!
this madness we claim!
        trapped by our idiocy,
this foolishness we cling!
        madness we bring,
this Sol lay bare
        preying eyes to see!
such despair in chains we be,
in cloaks of darkness wrapped
        to hide, to live in shame?
"NO!" in drapes of shadows,
in strength, in darkness,
        will to bend, to shape
        armor 'n iron fist wield
        mightily against these fools!
        can it be?
fools that steal, wretched fools!
        simple kindness forget---
        we be human--?
        we still all be guilty!
is there strength in these cloaks of night?
        power to loose those in chains?
a tired little girl drenched
        in heaven's tears searching
        for hope amidst hopelessness,
do you hear those bell toll?
        swaying in the cold sky,
        "ding-dong!" filling the cold dawn,
        amidst "ho-ho-hos", "ha-ha-has!"
we hide amidst drapes of darkness and night,
        shamed in chains
        amidst tether of hope in hopelessness,
        doesn't it shatter?
        heart breaks.

horrid evil

what evil there be
        young blood spilled,
        what horrid waste!
blood of innocents lost in hate
their laughter a silent requiem,
school children--- murdered,
        this be no terror,
        this be testament
        of our horrid evil,