Through The Eyes Of The Hornbill

Postcards from this Island Paradise

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Darkside

Embers flowing like a mountain stream,sparks flying amidst my darkest dream.A wicked laughter of sadistic glee,Earnest servitude from a graveyard flee.Bullets passing like a thousand souls,Piercing my mind, my body, my whole,A relentless plight to seek what is withinthis darkest soul, that no one has seen.

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Windmills

Amidst constant rainoften do we see our pastfading into the presentwhile silently we grievethe would-have-been,the what-ifs,and the-never-was,a finality of ideals.Grinding through the seconds,the painful passage of time,often do we catch ourselvesfeeding our insecuritiesand living out delusions,like Quixote jousting his windmills.As rain fades into shadows,the clouds cease to fall,often do we…

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Siege

Deafening silencelays a siegeon the four wallsof this empty room.No moans, no joyno tears, no pain.Just silence.

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Mornings

‘Tis on these kind of mornings,when the sky slowly drizzles,that I would love mostto be trapped in your gentle armsthen I could stroke your hair,kiss your lips and cheeksand dream endlessly under you loving eyes.‘Tis on these kind of mornings,when the sky slowly drizzles,that I would love mostto be trapped in your gentle armsthen I could stroke your hair,kiss your lips and cheeksand dream…

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Beneath The Moonlight

The moon rises above the woodsas the night puts on a blanket of starsover a gently sleeping earth.A faint red glow fights off the darknessas two lonely pairsof tired and weary eyesbecome enthralledby flambouyant tonguesof dried twigs and ember.Two sets of limbs began to moveslowly, rhythmicallyas two bodies convergeto the orchestra of frogs and crickets;to the rustling of the wind flirting with…

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Dreams v2

Dreams,unorchestrated fantasies,greatest desires fulfilled,frustration at first light.Dreams,the sandman’s train,illusions for the egotists,reality in Dali’s room.Dreams,wishes come true,not in black and whitebut in a plethora of hues.Dreams,the soul’s desire,mirages to the clear-headed,nightmares to the broken hearted.

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In Time

In time,I would knowif I am but your foolsomeone to laugh with,to heckle with,a friend in fact.Soon,I hope,I’ll wake upwithout that soft spotdeep in my heartetched with your smiles.Bitter as it isI must resign myselfand acceptthat things are as they are,never changing,a sad reality.

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Binibini

Marilag na binibiniang nais ko ngayong gabimanatili sa’yong tabiat malunod sa ‘yong ngiti.Minimiting lakambininais ko lang mamalagisa init ng iyong labidahil maginaw itong gabi.Puso ko’y nagsusumidhisa rahuyo nitong gabi‘wag sana, o binibinimawalay pa sa’king tabi.

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Midnight Walking

..everybody’s gone home,just you and me,two souls still dancingto a tuneless waltzfrom a non-existent band.no one to see,no one to hear.just you and metwo souls wanderingthese empty streets’til the wee hours of night.no one to see.no one to fear.just you and metwo souls spiralingamidst endless timeand boundless space.everybody’s gone home…

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Talinhaga

Ako’y namimitas ng talinhaga sa hanginmga kahiwagaang naghihintay tulain.Hinahabi ang hibla ng bawat salitahanggang mabuo ang isa na namang tula.Ginamit ang kapangyarihan ng balarilaupang mapag-ugnay putol-putol na salita.Nagpapasaya, nagpapaibig, nagmumulatmga piraso ng langit na walang pamagat.

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Apollo: Revisited

An unfamiliar star,shining above smog-filled clouds,way beyond the reachof this blue and white caterpillar,filled with dressed-up maggotsheading towards their private pilesof paperwork and bureaucracy.The worm suddenly stopsto let the bustling maggots out. The star still shinesway beyond smog-lined skies.

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In Vain

Rain gently knocks on my window pane,Stirring me often, I sleep in vain.Thunderclaps give a standing “o”as bolts display their flambouyant show.The wind whistles a sorrowful lullabyscaring the curtains, making them fly.Waves scroll down my window pane,both in and out, I cry in vain.

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Neon

A somber celloaccompanies the master’s guitaras the fading rays of the sinking suntouches the sleeping earthfor one last time.Neon lights mimicfalling starsas darkness embracesthis gray metropolisfull of wandering soulsand broken hearts.

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Seasons

The river Arno brought springto the gardens of Florenceand the Siberian Steppeswelcome the first snow.Osaka lay dressed in cherry blossom pinkas trees celebrate autumnand the sandy beaches of the Far Eastbask under the revelry of summer.Changing seasons, changing times.We are of the Earthand hostages to fate and time.

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Fade v. 3

The words in my head,begin to dissipate,my voice will soon falterunder wilt and decay.But my love for you will never fade.The world would crash and burn,and this cruel society will perish in Armageddonstill my love will never fade.

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Memories to the Forgetful

Saddest lines,the toughest heart,all lost in the insanity of love.Tears wellinglike the melting sea.Pangs of lonelinessand memories dearriffle my heart and soulsending me into dysphoric melancholy.My soul longs for the valley,my cradle of birth,where I can find the silencethat I was born and destined for.There,no heart could break mine,no hope could revive mine.A lost soul I am,a lost soul I will…

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Tonight

Tonight,the stars gave an audience,again,as it has done for the past nightswhen I found some lost timeto spend sitting beneath themand wonder at their depthat their shroud of doubt and curiosity.Tonight,under Orion’s patronage,I murmured every strand of my ageing soul,and laughed each and every tear.Tonight,the moon hangslike a faded chandeliercomforting my rantsas I lie on my up-turned pilloryof…