Agony

This poem is dedicated to a great friend, loving husband and a wonderful dad... I'm sorry if I was too young then to tell you how much I love you... You know what? I named your first grandchild after you... I miss you so much tatay...

A Morbid call from the graveyard,
Knocked his nerves and evoked the wreck;
To recall what future heads... Now they are blurred
By a rivet dangling on the neck..

For yesterday, it seemed a strong foundation
To plant dreams of intimate vision,
But as the velvet fog blows forth to his path;
So did a dream flew back from its nest.

To much for him to install,
The pain more horrifying and dread.
Thus, bidding a cause for his head;
Be crushed against the wall.

Desperate moves such as,
Were his only alternatives of escape.
But sad to pronounce if I must;
It lead no drift of safe.

Voices whispered from behind,
Pleading to let go the being that he may rest;
But the malignant foe had seized the mind,
Thus failing to absorb his wife's late request.

From then she knew that the time has come,
To push all their hopes away.
Well, it does happen to some,
Yet her only cry, "why this way!"

As the remnant air feeds the flesh
Of a dying man's last arrest;
His face... exhausted; his shoulders were high...
Falter did the noise beneath his chest;
And when his eyelids tend to drop goodbye,
Collapse the silence by a loved one's cry...

Untimely death are not the words to describe,
For a fate despised by prolix strife.
A mask of courage can never pretend;
His story lasting a painful end.

"Indeed, his death is a pain too much to bear"

The Path to Religion

I'm once born with a religious pride. My instinct tells me that everyone needs it for it is the key to strengthen prosperity, goodwill and our relationship to God.

But when my youthful time meets halfway with knowledge, I suddenly woke up from the fantasies of my faith and started asking questions about my doubted religion. I have read that religions are meant for loving and understanding. But why do struggles arise and claim it for being the cause? If it helps us to pile our treasures in heaven, then why do some people make money from it here in Earth? If it is the Holy book that gives life to their religion, then how are they suppose to live if the book is being read up-side-down? Are the practices of their belief is truly what the redeemer had started? These are just some of my questions which prompted me to betray my religion. I have become a traitor indeed... but still I walk with pride. For I would rather be like this than to be a slave of false ideas about the existing truth!

No! It is not here where I should end my conclusion, for i will be no greater than a false prophet who declares rescue for those who embrace and follow his words. Otherwise, if I don't state my last sentences, someone will surely do and you will believe in him... for you thought that he knows better than any of us... for he is one of yours.

God did not give us knowledge for nothing. That is why I already assumed that every being has been saving this to know their creator in return. Yet all I see are mere spectators of different kinds; never wanting to explore further for they believe that they are stepping on the right path. however even a path founded by great idealisms is worthless if there is no light.

I once thought of sharing a light from my fellow, but i was afraid that he may not wish to be followed. If he does, I might regret the uncertainty of his direction... So I decided to have a light of my own. What happened next is not for you to know, but for you to realize that what I'm talking about are thing which are not new at all. For sometimes, some old ways are just waiting to be rediscovered from the new. We only consider that these are new for the old are too old to remember... Too old for us not to tolerate the slight but effectual changes of our principal basis.

From birth are distinctive beliefs attached to our lives. These by which handed on by series of generations, made powerful in time and concordant by great strength of orders. So why risk a faith for an adventure if you already believe that the treasure chest is at hand? However not all treasure chests contain the treasure... Not all popular concepts are made of truth.

There are two kinds of Gods in this world- the Traditional God.. and the Biblical... You choose!

I intend not to influence people because I believe that a faith built on strong foundation is harder to trespass than a house of locked doors. Besides all that I have written are just a matter of my principle.. nothing personal.