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Poetica > Haunted Kiss
Posted: Jul.17.2007 @ 10:27 pm

 

Haunted Kiss


Inside an old green beetle
We waited with hushed breath
The rain washes the sky
And I feel so much shame

 

Tell me. You feel pangs of it too
I wished it would flood forever
You kept quiet, I hated you
The wretched sun came out

 

You summoned me
And I am your humble servant
I willingly tempt you
Such pretense on your chest

 

Our mission is finished
I loathed your determination
Then the gods smiled at me
Drops of water fell again


You ran, I did not
You stopped and looked back
Ran towards me, yes!
Denim jacket protected us

 

My sweaty hands curled
Our eyes met, my lips parted
Then you hesitated
Bastard retard!

 

Inside an old green beetle
Poison has run'th over
I slumped back, crushed
You started the damn engine

 

The light turns yellow
My eyes did not even blink
Then with a swish
Your mouth covered mine

 

Heated fog filled the interior
My ears burst into flames
Fireworks in grand display
I smiled, you smiled

 

During that rainy afternoon
I had my first taste.
A kiss that will haunt me
In my conscious state

Poetica > Circulus Vitiosus
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Posted: Jul.02.2007 @ 10:12 pm

 

Circulus Vitiosus

Deep in a jungle forest
A babboon says to meerkat
"I wonder about humans.
They are interesting.
They walk on two feet.
with their noses up high
As if sniffing for food"


Meerkat scratches his ear
"You are wrong my friend.
Their nose is a signal
They are superior to us.
Noses are often different
They are made of plastic
And they pay highly for it"


Babboon picks a leaf
"Tell me, jungle pal
Why do humans wear
those funny leaves?
Pity that no fur
to keep them warm
in the bitter winter."


"You need to learn more.
Those are not leaves.
They are called clothes
It also tells them apart
They kill us for it
Much like fur around
their naked neck"


"That's awful!
They are heartless
Killing our kind
Are we food to them?
Will they take our homes
and wipe us out?
Are they our gods?


"Do not worry so much.
We will still thrive
Yet with difficulty
No, they are not gods.
They want to, I tell you.
They fight over it
I think they go to war."


Babboon eats a louse
"They also kill each other?
Is that for mating
or for partition of food?
I am scared of humans.
Not to be trusted
This world is unfair."


"Do not lose hope friend
When tables are turned
Humans will not survive.
They would die in days.
They think they figured
Out life fully on earth
But they are coconut heads."


"Coconut heads? That's funny!
I can't wat for the day
See humans fall on their knees
Walk on their four feet again.
Crawl on their belly for food
Eat insects like me, yummy!
And to be scared of us!"


Meerkat looks down
"No, I don't want that
The day they will fear us
Power is brought by hate
Humans live in contempt
If we aspire for fear
We are no different.
We are animals.
We have our own kingdom.
Humans have none
For they are divided.
If we want to rule
we become them, greed.
Vicious cycle begins
Killing each other
For power."

 

Babboon sighs at the sunset
"I heard enough about humans.
I saw a fallen tree by the river
I bet there are tasty maggots
for our sumptous meal, my friend
Humans probably came from maggots
What do you think?."


 

Poetica > Sonnet XXIX plus V
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Posted: Jun.03.2007 @ 10:34 pm | Lasted edited: Jun.04.2007 @ 10:07 pm

 When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.


When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
Habang nasa lintik na malas kasama mga tsismosa

I all alone beweep my outcast state,
Ako ay nag- iisang nagmumura sa aking kapalaran

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
Kinukulit si Lord ng aking mga sangkaterbang reklamo

And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Sabay tingin sa sarili at murahin ang buhay

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Sana ay mas may paniniwala ako na pwede pa

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Kasama mga sikat, tulad nila na may yaman

Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
Inggit sa ibang rangya at ibang wala ako

With what I most enjoy contented least;
Dahil sa aking pag- aari, hindi ako kuntento

Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Ngunit sa aking pangungulila, mismo ako ay nabubuwisit

Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Masaya kitang iniisip ikaw lamang tapos ang aking lagay

Like to the lark at break of day arising
Gaya sa isang ibon sa bungad ng bagong sibol

From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
Mula sa hirap, ligaya ay tunay na langit

For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
Dahil sa iyong pag- ibig, lubos na mayaman ako

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
At hindi ko ito ipagpapalit kahit pa sa hari

Poetica > Pixie Dust
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Posted: May.28.2007 @ 2:33 pm

Pixie Dust


You were fun to be with
Flying away your worries
Always happy, carefree
In love
Peter

Then she came and flew
To Neverland, stole you
I was first
banished me
replaced

I hurt by your dismissal
My wings withered slowly
My heart broke
You're mean
Dust


Hook gave comfort and compassion
Understood me, comforted me
Locations of you
I divulged
Revenge


I was tricked, silly me!
You are in danger
Peter Pan, run!
Listen now!
Boom!


Save the children from Hook
Even her I envy
My pixie dust
You need
Hero!


Now we are together again
I am extremely joyful
She's back home
Who cares?
Jealousy?


I wonder if Hook is alive
That croc fancies him
Another hand bitten?
Poor Captain
Pity


We lay on a branch
I danced on your hand
I shake glitters
Light up!
Moon


Oh Peter, my Peter Pan
I belong to you
Just hold me
Am always
Tinkerbell

 

Poetica > Lustful Thinking
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Posted: May.17.2007 @ 12:24 am

** Contains adult/ erotic content**

 

 

Lustful Thinking

 

I lust for you
Unzip your pants
Take off your shirt
Let me feel you
Long and hard

 

I lust for you
Allow my hands
Mouth to please you
Let me do this
Slow and hot

 

I lust for you
Straddle you
With my breasts
Grazing your lips
Hold me tight


I lust for you
Let me come and come
Beads of sweat on us
After a tiring day
I want to work you

Poetica > Soul Asylum
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Posted: May.07.2007 @ 11:39 pm

 

A hallway that is poorly lit
Catatonic faces see through me
Periwinkle birds flying
Bumblebees the size of boas

 

Unwashed bodies behind cages
Filthy like wild animals
Howling at the cursed wind
Swatting invisible flies

 

I found her in a corner
She sings the anthem
Her eyes rolled in frenzy
She plops on her own shit

 

I turned to him
"Is this what you want?"
"You have a choice"
"This is bullshit crazy!"


He froze at her sight
"My son! Why is your shirt blue?"
Her soiled hands on her cheeks
She rushed to him wailing


A gloomy day on a Monday afternoon
I drove two people back home
One soul trapped in an asylum
One soul lost without a mother

 

Poetica > The Swing
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Posted: Apr.26.2007 @ 8:39 am

 

Beside an Acacia tree
 

Little girl swings with glee
 Higher, higher for eyes to see
 Another place where she can be

 

Sitting on an old plank of wood
 

A shadowy figure stood
 In front of the innocent one
 "Silly swinging!", not to be done


Stole a little time to be a child
 

So sad to have an adult mind
 No more dolls, no more tin drums
 No laughing, no room for silly hums


Little girl cries at such sorrow

 In her pillow, her face is burrowed
 "I hate this life, I hate her"
 Tells herself she can't go any further


Pots cleaned, floors to be mop
 

A simple mistake equals a heavy slap
 She touches her bruised cheeks
 She is helpless and so weak


Beside an Acacia tree

 Little girl swings with no glee
 Higher, higher not to see
 Another place where she can't be

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beside a maple tree
 

Woman swings with glee
 An act which is silly
 Higher, higher for her eyes to see
 A place where she is now free
 

 


I glanced up the sky to count the clouds which look like rabbits, dinosaurs and dolphins and .............

Chronicles of El Vidad > He was a Loner
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Posted: Apr.17.2007 @ 11:08 pm | Lasted edited: Apr.17.2007 @ 10:12 pm

News spill of blood and gore
People speak of fear more
He was a killer on sheer rage
A bird suddenly out of the cage
He was a loner 


Thirty two people cut off from life
Leaving traces of pain and strife
In class, he was always in a corner
Maybe he too cannot go on further
He was a loner  


Candles lit for souls departed
Confusion and so much hatred
He said nothing, no clues to find
Trapped in a dangerous mind
He was a loner  


The world froze for a tragedy
Buckets of guilt are plenty
He hunted for human breath
And thus he trailed to his death
He was a loner  


Heavy hearts with utter disbelief
Days will pass with stains of grief
He has a name attached to killing
History of his face will have bearing
He was a loner  


So many questions are left unanswered
Parents, teachers and schoolmates faltered
Why he was not heard, nor seen
Different it may have been
He was a loner


Heavens cry for a beleaguering demise
Behind a gun is violence in disguise
Their ashes were from fire of apathy
In a busy world, we see blindly
He was a loner  

 

....And I mourn for him......

Chronicles of El Vidad > Another Small Step
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Posted: Apr.15.2007 @ 1:24 am | Lasted edited: Apr.15.2007 @ 12:25 am

 

new link for my latest publication

http://thewritingforum.net/html/hazel_toquero.html

 

Chronicles of El Vidad > Small steps
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Posted: Apr.06.2007 @ 5:40 pm

 

Just wanted to share my joy of having two of my poems published in a UK website. I guess patience pays off at the end. You can check it out on the following link
 
http://www.apoetscall.webeden.co.uk/ and click on guest poets 2

 

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