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Monday, March 28, 2005

What If
a poem by gab caraon

What if you found yourself someplace
You've never been before?
Where you thought that you'll never be
Are you ready for what's in store?

What if one day you let yourself
Be seen by a complete stranger
And as he looks at you he smiles
And say, 'Have we met somewhere?'

And after that you go and sit
And talk beside the fire
Then suddenly you feel the warmth,
You're laughing and inspired.

You talk some more, and laugh some more
You feel so good inside you
Oh how you wish for time to stop
And see things all around you.

You know you want to show him more
Your feelings start to grow
But you held back, you chose to hide
And you don’t know why.

Then amidst the hearty laughs
Tears fill your eyes, you cry
You see the stranger say goodbye
Oh how you want to die...

You come back to reality
It was all but a dream
You close your eyes and start to wish
For reality to vanish.

ehjiboi fumbled with chopsticks @ 12:48 AM | 0 has delicate hands

Two Rivers
a poem by gab caraon

Oh how wicked this world is
It gives you such a wicked kiss
And when you thought that you've found bliss
You'll see there's something that you've missed

And when you've found someone to love
You'll feel you're flying high above
But when two people fill you're heart
Your world will start to fall apart

Oh what to do? Oh what to say?
I feel I'm in this Shakespearean play
Where stars just start to fade away
Will I find peace? No, never, nay!

I think my mind is bursting soon
I've made things worst, I think I'll swoon
In two rivers I took a swim
And now I think I'm drowning...

ehjiboi fumbled with chopsticks @ 12:44 AM | 0 has delicate hands

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Pity
a poem by gab caraon

Oh what a pity, i feel for those
Who walks a life of grief and woes
People of filth, people of soil
Who couldn`t do anything but critic my toil

Oh what a shame you bring to your name
Whenever you play your horrible game
Of pulling down others who are near to the top
You`re such a sham, and please, would you stop?

Oh what a pity, a pity i feel
For you, beloved enemy of the surreal
Step out of the darkness, step out of the murk
And get a life of your own, you filthy little jerk!

ehjiboi fumbled with chopsticks @ 5:30 AM | 0 has delicate hands

Ghost
a poem by gab caraon

Many times I walk this world
Pretending that I am fine
I grin, I smile, and I even laugh
I know this is a lie...

Deep inside my blissful self
Lies a broken soul
And with it brings the broken soul
A weeping heart of rot.

It yearns to cry for it might die
Of hunger for affection
But I held back, I must not show
These tears caused by rejection.

But still my anguish slowly kills
My faith that love would come
So I put on my masquerade
And continue to feign beatitude.

ehjiboi fumbled with chopsticks @ 5:17 AM | 0 has delicate hands

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Clouds
a poem by gab caraon

Clouds, clouds that covered us
In eternal darkness,
Darkness that engulfed us
And brought us to shame and solidarity,
To pity and disrepute,
To the bottom of the coldest
Corner of the world.
And in that darkness
We kept together,
In the midst of the dark where
We felt that we would never
See a ray of light again.
Keeping close to each other
Seemed to comfort us.
We became as one and
We again saw rays
Of light and more as
The time pass by,
Thinking that the clouds
Would soon evanesce.
But now we realize,
The darkness is eternal
For the weather beats us with hailstorms and fire
Lashing us with cruel lightning,
Bombarding us with thunder
Not knowing that it continually
Scars us and would leave
Us with signs of melancholy
Yes, the clouds are still
Hanging from above,
Still casting shadows
Upon us...

ehjiboi fumbled with chopsticks @ 5:15 AM | 0 has delicate hands