Mga Hinanakit ng Isang Insekto

-this one was made while my brother and father were having a little word skirmish.

-”Whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make angry.” - mula ata sa Greek to. hehe.

of Wrath

He is an orator,
of the mindless, the insane;
he makes his audience his
people. The diplomat,
the cause ever feasible:
his disciples paint the earth,
with fire and blood.

He can be hidden,
in words and ways tranquil,
even as his arson tears
down the soul. A wolf,
when fiercer, the howl later:
He takes off men’s faces,
and makes them grow fangs.

Ito…wala lang. ^_^

The Moth’s Elegy

I am blind,
for you have claimed my eyes.
You have burned away my cinders,
leaving incense and light.
You have taken my wings,
and taught me how to fly,
to the skies.

I am dead,
for my moments are yours.
You have become the fire of my days,
and the light of my nights.
You have bound up my feet,
and made them your shadow,
in the dark.

Adik talaga ako sa mga gamugamo. hehe. ayun…okay. wala lang talaga akong magawa ngayon.

Sana sumagi man lang, sa pagtulog man, o sa paggising, sa mata, o kahit man lang, sa likuran, ng nararamdaman…