Psychic Kiss is Weird

Her Lips, Fresh Rambutan flesh
Succulent.
When i close my eyes the thoughts zoom in
The succulence
Juice run on the crevices of moist pink
Drops into a trench
Deeper than desire
quickly starts a fire
Scattering by the second, in all directions.
Hearts burn, mood switches turn,
Thoughts probe the depths like a mental submarine
Taking data, savoring data, sweet specimens
From the curious abyss of saliva
Her lips,
Is an ocean behind my lips.

Ulalume

The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere -
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year:
It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,
In the misty mid region of Weir -
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.

Here once, through and alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul -
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll -
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole -
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.

Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere -
Our memories were treacherous and sere, -
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!) -
We noted not the dim lake of Auber
(Though once we had journeyed down here) -
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.

And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn -
As the star-dials hinted of morn -
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn -
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.

And I said: "She is warmer than Dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs -
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion
To point us the path to the skies -
To the Lethean peace of the skies -
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes -
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."

But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust -
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:
Ah, hasten! -ah, let us not linger!
Ah, fly! -let us fly! -for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust -
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust -
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.

I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendour is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty tonight! -
See! -it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright -
We safely may trust to a gleaming,
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."

Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom -
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb -
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said: "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "Ulalume -Ulalume -
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"

Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere -
As the leaves that were withering and sere;
And I cried: "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed -I journeyed down here! -
That I brought a dread burden down here -
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon hath tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber -
This misty mid region of Weir -
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.

Clostridium Tetani

Hubo akong tumatako sa palengke
Ang tsinelas ko’y sariling balat na nagbigay
Pag-asa sa libo-libong itlog ng mga uod na nakakalat
Sa sahig ng pabilihan ng isdang tabang.
Ginawa kong tarak-tarak ang nga hasang na
Pinatangal ng mga bumibili ng Tilapia, madugo, malamig.
May hinlalaki sa tyan nito.
Ilang sandali pa ay inutusan akong magbenta ng kamatis at kalamansi
Ayaw ko sana, hinampas naman ako ng matipunong kamay
Huwag ka mag-alala, hindi naman ako nasaktan,
sanay na
Palibot-libot, pa ikot-ikot sa mga tindahan, sa palengke
Isinuot ang short na basahan at apron ng nagluluto ng double dead na tinola
Kamatis kayo! Kalamansi! Kwarenta ang kilo! Cellophane!
Walang bumili, at takot akong magpakita sa kanya at kanyang matipunong kamay
Ilang beses na rin akong hindi naka pag agahan eh, ay! tanghali na pala
Kaya, tuloy parin sa mga maputik na daanan, may mga bubog, at tae ng aso
Tuloy sa madungis na mundo at mga baklang nagbebenta ng malalaswang pinirata
Bawal daw ang bata.
Tumuloy ako sa gulayan
Bulok na ang mga gulay, tinurukan lang kasi ng
Formaline ba yun? Ewan. Kamatis!. Kalamansi!
Mura lang ang Patola at monay dito, kahit saan pwede
Murang mura lang! at may nag mura na naman sa akin
Sa wakas, may benta na! at agad akong bumalik, sabik na sabik
Dahil medyo lubog na ang araw sa kanluran
Hindi na gaanong mainit at pwede na akong makipaghabulan
Sa mga kaibigan kong muslim.
Kumaripas at nakipaghabulan ako sa mga asong nanlilisik ang mata at naglalaway
Sabik na akong kumain ng mga isdang hindi nabenta
Budburan ng suka at asin, solb na!
Itatapon na man din lang. madugo at malamig.
Ngunit! “P****g *n*!” – Ang sabi ko. Bakit? Wala ng tao?
Iniwan na naman ako ni Amain, nagsara na ang tindahan.
Ang aga naman nyang nag sara? Baka nakalimutan niya lang ako
Tulad ng dati. Matutulog naman ako kasama ng mga Daga, surot at ipis
Sa maginaw na sulok sa pabilihan ng Karne.
May mga puting anak ng langaw ng nginunguya ang kalyo ng aking paa
– anim na oras-
Nagising akong pinagpyestahan ng mga nabanggit na kasama
Namula ang paanan at kilikili ko
Masarap ang init ng araw, nakasakay sa isang truck
Mga naka unipormeng hindi naman pulis ang mga nakita ko, kasama ko, kasama namin
San ako patungo?
“Sa DSWD!” Ika ng isang batang madungis tulad ko.

The Eyes of Aidalor

Her eyes was the lake untouched
In some unknown wilderness
Clear and pacific and deep
He may lose his soul in it

Her eyes reflected Suns light
Blinding and glaring to his
And everyone succumb too
For clearest lake was her eyes

Her eyes that gained scrutiny
To the ones whose tastes are high
Judged more than its translucence
For there's another facet

Deep as its silence forewarn
Be careful not to gaze long
So you would not share his fate
Of drowning in its abyss

Lake of liquid diamond
That corrupted likes of him
Wanted an ounce for a sip
For knowledge of her allure

Revealing moons gleam at night
It became one of the stars
Nearest, loveliest to him
Who desired to own the lake

The lake; Its impermanence
Is for us to look into
No one can have dominion
To the eyes that was the lake

Keloid

A friend told me the past night
Of things he absorbed form class
We're seated on rusty roof
Under the Celestials that pass

I think its awkward to say
"the night was a sea of stars"
For he rendered a sermon
And i think that he's from Mars

At first, i tend to listen
But the stars stole my attention
He was talking to himself
Of things he never mentioned

My rudeness was just like that
For it is he i despised
His being and how'd he spoke
Triggered my hatred to rise

You want to know the reason?
Even though my angst's so grim
Mortal as infected sore
I still chose to talk to him

I listened though i was mute
Emotions to him came out
Swift as the bats fly by
The words rushed out from his mouth

I was never right nor wrong
He spoke of my offenses
That festered in his heart as
I spoke of my defenses

I thought i was in the light
My despisement has its source
On his open insolence
And his deeds and words so coarse

So in there we stayed for long
My despisement i said not
Peace it is that i wanted
But this hate will never rot

Noiseless was our wenting down
Reconciled, i guess were done
Though the war is won by none
Still the past cant be undone

My Friends, My Fiends

My friends, release me from this confinement
Pained i am in this undefined sorrow
And my weakly soul cringes on torment
Don't stray me in your folly tomorrow
Tonight's enough, your company made me
What i am now, the most disturbed being
The sailor who lost himself at sea
You all is the sea, the waves came splashing
Coming, ruining my thoughts and my life
Coloring dull the fantasies of mine
Straying me in this foolish shore and strife
Getting none, but a token; soul unfine
My friends, my fiends you can now release me
Pained i am in your folly; waves at sea

Dine with the Caviar Eaters

Dancing lights of green and blue
They reveal what these sluts do
In this cheap, cursed piano bar
They act and talk like porn stars

These sluts, they want to be raped
By these men who look like apes
With majority of gays
Fishing out the drunken males

They're exposing butts and breasts
And they said they need no rest
Till tomorrow they will dance
Fornicate if there's a chance

Shaven brows and shadowed eyes
Their undies attract the flies
Same as the bale prostitutes
Are their rotten attitudes

More butts and breast, they expose
Its a show, they are the host
On the stage, they are so proud
To lead the ignorant crowd

If i could only throw this
Glass of water to that miss
Who sings so annoyingly
She thought it made me happy

Gays and men becoming gays
Sit around and talk their ways
Of topics, i so disgust
I gave none, not even trust

In my sight, they wore all white
Girls they chose those really tight
Skimpy gowns, they look like clowns
Thick foundations weigh an ounce

Said they're pretty, they are not
I say they look like their butts
All exposed for the many
And to keep the boys merry

Very merry, but not me
I'm sober for what i see
A perfect theme for my work
Though they see as a jerk

Jerk indeed but not like you
You braggarts i cannot chew
Guys you suck and and stir my mood
Continue bragging you're good

In your walk, your chin up high
On you gown or with your tie
You enjoy this wretched night
While others curse your plight

Wish to stop this night so long
in this crowd i don't belong
In this trade, i can be good
Be like them, i never could

I smile, I have a secret

I smile, i have a secret
No one knew it, maybe you
Hidden deep and locked secure
Only i can give the clue

I smile, i have a secret
Do you really have to know?
Its been with you all the time
They, even me dare not go

I smile, i have a secret
A dark matter in a core
Burning, swelling over time
A corrupted soul it bore

Now it lay dormant no more
The darkest of energies
Found their way into the core
Concealed in flesh and of glee

Turbulent in its restrain
Like steam trapped inside a pot
Or acid on virgin coke
Its a cancer that is not

How it longed for its release
From its closed obsidian shell
Forged by disguised emotions
Of the bearer of the shell

Its growth i cannot impede
Its depth and darkness innate
Light itself diminishes
Before its vehement state

It remained, but breathes no air
For i will never forget
Its rumblings, i thought was pain
I smile, i have a secret

Still it haunts my potent soul
all of me it wants to get
Violent if its released
I smile, i have a secret

Take heed of what you don't see
Behind a thorny thicket
Are unknown uncertainties
I smile, i have a secret

Coveteous Hands

Debtor, wherever art thou
I'm sure thee is gratified
For tonight's lucent moonlight
Has conceived a vengeful vow

Thy happiness ended mine
Cause thy filthy hands are swift
Snitched away my fathers gift
Don't expect that i am fine

Shall i describe what it felt
When a newt severe its tail
there is no air to inhale
The ice of ones patience melt

So bale thy agile fingers
Itching, skin of thy envy
Wanting more insatiably
Like an unforgiven curse

Presence of thy unseen form
like a specter of discord
Looting all that thee adored
when our eyes omits thy form

Debtor, thou art now vanished
Took my merriment with ease
Potent like a dead-cold breeze
Thou came, thou passed, unpunished

The Egotistic Men of Letters

Cowards who cannot accept
Mere realities that crept
Behind their backs like shadows
Worthy to die by arrows

Cowards whose egotistic
Views are shallow; moronic
Taking refuge behind lies
Later gain incentive prize

Cowardice is what you see
In there texts that are not free
Edited with golden pride
Cowards, that is how they write

Of year old Poems

How long have i been writing?
Sarcasms, accounts of hate
Melodious verses singing
The streets, did it echoed great?

In the streets do people hear?
Begging thoughts outside their gates
Locked by ignorance and fear
Where reality awaits

The same poem that i wrote
This very date, i ponder
Been so long i swore an oath
To use my pen and wander

Wandered like an albatross
Or a Monarch butterfly
Round the world i came to cross
With the power of my eye

Still that oath i never broke
Though sometimes my fingers tire
My thoughts sometimes drifts like smoke
Quickly gone, but hard to hire

Like the playing of our dreams
Every time we try to wake
Recollecting all those themes
Few remain for us to take

These verses sprinkled with rhymes
Are just coming out of dates
When given unusual climes
What future in me awaits?

The Road To Florence

Worry not lost wanderer
Keep your pace on the dark road
It strayed many travelers
Long ago before you showed

Long ago through tongue twas passed
By folks, who now rest below
Now its realized at last
Your entering soul don't know

Muddy rivers comes to trail
The residents of the woods
Slugs and caterpillars hail
Through the fog you sounding boots

Light rarely reaches the floor
Deprived Venus flytrap cries
For sunlight for food and more
The edible mushroom dies

The damp mosses welcome him
A carpet of evergreen
The fog of dusk and the dim
Invoke creatures who are mean

His jacket made of weak hide
Shields him from the biting cold
As forked trails before divide
Deep within the forest old

River ran beside the trail
As he ventured deeper in
The groves echoed by nymphs wail
Enticing the strayed within

River undisturbed cascade
Cloudless waters that carry
A lone, sleeping, drifting maid
Whose pale hands held a daisy

In the fainting shafts of light
Frailty defined the astray
The trail, his blurring sight
And the maiden sailed away

Sailed away in the shadows
Of an unending river
While the trail slowly narrows
Hopes for the lost traveler

In his mud-smeared pantaloons
Striving, limping on his weight
The prelude of nightfall tunes
Reminds the last time he ate

He felt his weight heavier
Than he is a while ago
There's something in the river
That's forbidding him to go

Then came across his vision
Though it's blurry he defined
Majestic apparitions
Aged trees whose thickly vined

This forest has conceived them
To save its virginity
And with them are the children
On their hollows security

Twinkling lights before him now
Enchant him as they flutter
Playing on those misty boughs
His consciousness they shatter

All those lights lured him within
And he tread them trail no more
Quest for home is growing thin
Venturing the unknown lore

Carrying his unsound mind
Through the barbed vines on the ground
It savored his flesh behind
Though he's coiled and nearly bound

In the clearing all was torn
It was his numb skin that cried
For warmth of light like in morn
That the hidden sun denied

His piteous blood the earth gain
On his worn out knees he fell
Now that he is lesser sane
Resign to unconscious spell

On his own puddle of blood
He faded and strive to crawl
With each slip, he kissed the mud
When he falls he tasted all

An endless torment tonight
His soul and insanity
Enticed him into the lights
A hovering fantasy

Spectators are in the boughs
Following his bloody trace
Smell of predators arouse
As he reached a hollowed base

A hollow on the grand roots
Cavern of intertwining
Ancient wood that bore the fruits
And now a stranger dying

On the warmth of its bosom
Summoning his breath
Unaided in the dark some
Attended by lurking death

His flowing blood has gone cold
Cold until it flowed no more
His eyes lost its gleam and told
Death to take him to that door

As soon as darkness consume
The lair that became a tomb
It celebrated with gloom
The forests' possessive womb

The Walk, the Night, and the Broken Hymen

As i pace another night
I seek the stars and the moonlight
There was none and all was black
And there was no turning back

Once again i am detached
And i feel like being watched
As i pass each light post faint
Whose light can honor a saint

Halfway to my rendezvous
There was nothing else to do
But keep walking by a church
Hope that no ghost will emerge

Past the church, another one
there were dogs, i did not run
though their canine teeth are shown
Still they grant me safe sojourn

Walking with moon's company
And the brilliant starry sea
Was the night, that ruled them all
For i saw innocence fall

Houses, once lighted by wicks
Built in nineteen forty-six
My lone procession they take
But a house still is awake

From the window, there i saw
they're uncovered, it was raw
What do people do when cold
Ti's the tale the window told

What has come, my decent walk?
That incite unconscious talk
All the days that God create
Why'd he put me in this fate?

Watch her face, i cannot bare
She's the girl with flowing hair
Who often sit beside me
On the lounge of library

With a kind, Cherubic face
I can't believe she'll embrace
A deed so base, Why'd she sell
Her fragile body to hell

Honest window showed me clear
How her eyes produced a tear
That twinkled for my eyes
To behold what truly lies

Pale, the color of her skin
Laid on that altar of sin
Quenching all a stranger's thirst
She think not her honor first

Soul of her sorrowful song
To my ear it whispered long
Her lover, a love he keeps
On a distant room he sleeps

The Volcanic libido
Disturbed the tress' sleeping crow
Does she really need his pay
For her studies in the day?

Her exhausted body frail
Mercied by a baby's wail
On that wooden, creaking bed
On a room that's painted red

I see the ceiling perspire
From the steam of this satire
Ascending from where it's borne
On her body's' tender torn

Stillness of my piercing glance
Still on her enduring dance
On a mattress colored beige
Shocks and tremors; she engage

Cold midnight breeze, freeze my ear
Body shivers not in fear
Invokes my pity and hate
Seen on that window's narrate

Must continue, i decide
Leave the window for the stride
So long our sins for tonight
She failed to switch off the light

An Analogy

Gays and rebels are the same
They want something hard to claim
Rebels want the lands even
Gays they want to sip semen

Gays and rebels talk silly
They act and dress more freely
Rebels steal and burn houses
Gays predate and wear blouses

Gays and rebels share a goal
Fire in the hole! Anus hole!
They keep bragging off their deeds
And liking it when it bleeds

Gays and rebels terrorize
The norm of us civilized
Gays they seek for penile fun
And the rebels cheer is gun

As these gays flock the suburbs
Rebels also in numbers
March the line of peace for war
Gays they do it in the bar

Oh! and let us not forget
Both these perverts have their set
Of leaders whose intellect
Coincide their dull defect

Fluent use of odd discourse
These gays' way to intercourse
Rebels make and use their codes
Then later a bomb explodes

They compliment each other
As innocence they shatter
Their hearts, something lunged inside
Is where a thrombus reside

If you see this as insult
Try to see first the tumult
They caused our society
Adds to my anxiety

Due to their perversity
Both made good analogy
Their genus flourished since then
Will God castigate these men?

He speaks of bullets, yet he loves peace

Who are you, who planted hate
On our rich and tranquil ground
Tilled by our forefathers great
With their hands and sweat of toil

Now you come and you proclaim
In a provocative tone
That this land is yours to claim
To corrupt, infect and own

You said its the way to peace
If we'll just heed and follow
So you can plunder with ease
And hang us in your gallows

Gallows of your monarchy
And capitalistic ways
To secure your dynasty
With a vile and greedy face

Leaving us miserable
In a preposterous lead
So bitter, so terrible
That is why we must not heed

To sign the bargain of fools
Maybe, like tying a noose
On our necks to feed the ghouls
Whose desire for power rules

In the sign of crescent moon
You hide behind armaments
That speaks of pogrom, and soon
Harvest hate and arguments

The old scar incised again
Blood will run to it once more
To fertilize the soil when
Men think of others no more

Genuflect; A Divine Perversion

Holy utterance, Thy tongue
Has made cunning by a tree
To gather the holy fee
From the pockets of old and young

Thy vesture of linen white
Symbolize thy taken vows
To shepherd a sinful house
Not by staff, but with a scythe

When praying to holy saints
Carved on wood or hung on walls
Thou sell them on parish stalls
As a bulwark for the taints

Sacred waters thou has blest
Did it hinder thy abuse?
Of their innocence on pews
Now i doubt thy being cleansed

Just human, thy alibi
So thou heard the call of flesh
And thou use a virgin fresh
Anus, from persuasive lie

You omit thy being chaste
When thy staff, used to impale
The juveniles who are bale
And you punish them with haste

Faithfuls on thy presence kneel
Someone is pretending blind
Thy altar knight stood behind
Reminiscing an ordeal

With thou, when he was no one
Had brought him before thy God
Then thou started to get odd
When thy buttons, had undone

He on thy room acquainted
Gallantry of things thou bought
And promised all what he sought
If he gets his soul tainted

Marked, smeared, forlorn altar knight
Tormented and is bleeding
Torn tissues and the screaming
A slave to thy carnal plight

Pains of thy excessive drill
Pumps a soul that has no peace
And the right thing is to cease
This obedience to thy will

So at noon, he made the choice
Depart with his agony
Of thy mock divinity
With a clear and humble voice

Father, father i must say
"I cant be with thee tonight"
And this quoth the altar knight
Father quoth; You're here to stay

The Dethronement

Tell me mother, what's the taste?
Tender chunks of shattered waists
Carnage swimming on your mouth
Macabres concluding route

Mother tell me? what's their fault?
that you've drown them in your salt
With their blood and fluids fuse
Dead ones, never did you choose

Is it like a candy drawn?
When you chew them and their gone
By your tempestuous tongues
Fishes found a home on lungs

You pity not the drowning
And savor all the dying
Those pale faces whom you've bound
On heels, so they can't be found

Mother did you treat her well?
On your limbs, a swelling hell
The princess poor has lost her crown
For you hanged her upside down

Mother, mother may i ask?
Is it just to make them cask?
Made of metal, twisted cry
Your dominion they defy

Its a lesson you inflict
Those who mock and maledict
Your cordial sublimity
They keep breaking your decree

Mother, still they do not hear
All their faults, your children dear
How much will they have to pay?
Murders of so grim a day

A Writer's Sea

There is red and there is dead
There are some that sailors dread
Though my own, a peaceful tide
Restless thoughts are churned inside

See the water's never blue
Terns and Gulls are absent too
Not all, loves a placid murk
Summons all i need for work

On this vast colossal sea
Worlds i pass and ramble free
Worlds distorted, so grotesque
Need to write this style burlesque

Always when my body's soak
Fervent waters that provoke
Rageful ghosts that's sometimes bane
On this baleful brood of Cain

Sentiments from liquid pure
On an illness, found a cure
Inquiries the waters heed
Makes up my poetic creed

Below the waves, a forged scheme
By someone whose in the dim
Writing truths that raise the steam
Parallel to precious dreams

You can never see below
Clearly all what made me know
Just like now, its hard to guess
What the pen wants to address

The Third Kind's Carnality

They are now ,they had a choice
Exercised falsetto voice
Painted nails and painted face
Skin indulge on scented sprays

Unbarred, closet opened wide
A true self just cannot hide
Sinly smiles of coated lips
Swaying butt and shapeless hips

Vampire-like, they fear the sun
Same as a devoted nun
Life consumed on things absurd
Filthy deeds they hide are heard

They pray to a moon that crawls
Gloomy streets of sex and brawls
Shadows on the shadows lurk
Silent, has the smirk of Circe

On the sound of treading feet
Senses heightened, ear-drums beat
Stronger now for moon it brought
Lonely teenage boy they sought

Keen eyes made discourteous glance
Torrid will and urge to dance
On velvet sheets of lover's bed
Carnal craniums painted red

Calling whistles, lizards tongue
Bogus masks on faces hung
Utter promises of lies
And a beer that's full of ice

Whistles only are for dogs
And the boy just hate the hogs
Walking still, he passed them by
Tricky souls just gave a sigh

Hours came, still has no guest
Sun is born, its time to rest
Clean the vomits, close the club
And they visit baker Bob

Walking alien of the streets
Whistles got from driver seats
Stuff of laughter and of taunt
Morals of the church they haunt

The Prophecy of a Tax Collector

End will be on everything
From erotic love to sighs
The time we lend is running
From the Architect of skies

The sun will soon subdue us
And the well will water lack
Epidemics will brew pus
With the steam of earthly crack

Could be rotting there there for weeks
Some are meters deep away
Bodies with the ruble mix
Savor the fumes of decay

All the nation make their rise
Rise of the inhumane rage
Which forms the thick darkened skies
For some nuclear exchange

The profit-based morals
Of unproductive fathers
With irregular bowels
While people eat each other

Cease to plant, the farmers heir
Feel the lowering of yields
Then succumb a curse so fair
Of acidic empty fields

Did you hear the scripture say
Exaggerate of Matthew
Must you clean your soul today
For redemption is for few