Monday, December 31, 2007

Reflection.

It's been a year.
But a year only.
I guess I've changed.
Guess we've all changed.
It' only been a year.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

The new year.

New years is almost upon us.
A new year reminds us.
To learn from the past?
Or change nothing to the future?

Running on Karma.

Run in circles.
Circular logic.
Backwards and forwards.

Friday, December 28, 2007

The way the world ends.

The world can end a lot faster than you think.
Is it your world, or everyone's world?
What happens when you die?
Time will tell.
Heal my sorrows and forge my destiny.
We cannot change time.

Sorrow.

I know I should be happy.
But it doesn't happen.
Getting harder to move.
Sinking deeper into the abyss.
I think my blood spilled will cause no attention.
So the blade looks shiner all the time.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Relative.

I fear no evil.
Fear nothing.
Fear the truth.
Everything is an illusion.
The truth is relative.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Assasin.

At the gates.
Ready to move.
Strike.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Smiles.

How do people learn to smile?
Is it human nature?
Or do you have to learn it?

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Peace.

If there was one day of complete peace,
What would you do?
If you know it will come back tomorrow,
Is it worth it?

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Honor.

I must honor my commitments.
Do what I don't like.
Honor.
What will it mean for me now?
In a thousand years?

Monday, December 17, 2007

Revolt.

I found the difference today.
The difference between a rebel and a soldier.
They both fight for their values.
But the rebel has everything to lose.
The soldier gets paid.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Apocalpyse.

If the world ended tomorrow,
What will you do today?
Would you leave the place you love,
Or forever bury to stay?

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Vision

Indecision and lack of vision.
Infinite failures and always later.
Blind love and always doves.

Friday, December 14, 2007

Destroyer.

Shiva and Rudra.
Zeus and Hades.
Destroyer of worlds.
Creator of the living.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

The snow season.

That time of the year again.
Exactly what snow may fall?
Happiness and hope?
Or the red hue on the snow?

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

It hurts.

I'm bleeding in all directions.
It feels like I'm being kicked.
I'm bleeding so hard.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

I Hope.

I hope one day all my efforts will count for something.
At least one footnote in a book of life.
I hope.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Starlight.

The blue starlight shines.
You saw the first shooting star.
You asked me what I wished for.
I told you "nothing".
"Because I have all that I need right here."
Starlight.
One chance to make it right.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

Fate.

fate and time.
What if we could change the past?
Change the future?
We wouldn't be human.
I believe in no fate we cannot change.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

The dead fallen.

One moment to plaque all the heroes of any war.
We salute forever to those who gave their lives for beliefs.

Friday, December 7, 2007

The cold.

I have one of those colds.
You know what I mean.
Cold inside and outside.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Rain.

The sky is in tears.
I'm getting colder.
The flame inside me is dying.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Flying tiger.

The shapes and sizes all go around me.
Always the same.
I'm getting tired of the eternal flame.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Forge.

Forged hands.
Forged steel.
Forged hope.
Forged destiny.

Monday, December 3, 2007

My hopes, my prayers, my dreams.

Noting I had or ever hold will see what is inside me.
The fear, the corruption, the chains of limitations.
I hope that even in this world I live,
That Pandora's box had one thing left at the bottom.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Opposite reaction.

Yet though thou troublest me, I must be meek;
In weakness must be stout.
Well, I will change the service, and go seek
Some other master out.
Ah my dear God! though I am clean forgot,
Let me not love thee, if I love thee not.

-George Herbert

Saturday, December 1, 2007

My dream.

The blood falls on the virgin snow.
The black ash falls on the scorched earth.
The fiery embers emanate orange glow.
The dying world is a eternal hearth.