Biyernes, Agosto 15, 2014

Heroes' plea

Amidst the blast of blood, we fought
Within the unrelenting sorrows
we persevere-
an eagle soaring high over the wind
a kneeling devoted
a staunch soldier that persists-
in spite the fading light.
We tried and then we died
we ate the mud, the mire, the pride
drank slowly the mockery and cried
selflessly. Over the fields, we muttered
"our dream home be freed", but the sun went down,
against our will the fire in our hearts flown
away, leaving embers and dim dismay
gave up,
surrendered
yet, death shan't be the end.
Death shan't be the end.

here in the afterlife, we plea
to the people of the east.
Move, stir, ye, shall not sleep
open your eyes
with fierceness that kills
ye shall go farther
'ye people of the rising sun
continue, what we, heroes,
unspoken or not
started.
ye shall go further.
Death shan't be the end.

AGAINST THE WORLD

Keeping an eye around
as we walk
through
the blurred choices
We never imagined we'd take.
We were forbidden
for we are a sin
From the pools of wide mouthed
grinning, mocking jury
we can never be.

Day by day beneath the moonlight
we're giving in desires
Skin to skin we're risking hearts
Laying out all we got
for amid me is a weak spot
a burning hole
a flawful gap
wherein you stick yourself solid rock,
wherein I find myself eternally trapped

so i keep my eyes around
as we s t r i d e along
afraid of recognition
from the glaring traitors
who don't undertsand
who won't understand
for them
we will never ever be.

And we endure
for they don't know
and will never know
how shrouded and deep
it is
when our night gets tired and dull
when stars in us lost their lights
when your hands clasp mine
and your eyes plead
everytime your lips get firm
saying 'tonight, we're one'.
that against the world
we are one.