Sunday, October 30, 2005

Monday Holiday

'Happy Holloween',
Perhaps I should say.
It's the last day
and a Holiday.
What have you got
In that paper bag?
Some sweet and juicy candy
For the salty tongue.
It's a slow day
I should say.
Not much to do
But couch around the house.
Dine with some jello
And coconut flesh
Added with cream
And some sweet milk
For the taste.
Wherever you are
Enjoy the day.
Remember to laugh
To keep the blues away.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Mid Term Blues

Mid terms are over
But I'm not happy
Got a really low grade
After all that study.
If I don't do better
Next time
I might regret it
That I flunk out the course
So easy.
Wish me next time
On the finals
That I get at least 25 right
Or perfect it.
I ask for your prayers
And your mantras
That I be lucky next time
And do make it.

Friday, October 28, 2005

The Weekends

The week has come to its end,
Like a swift blow of wind
Between my fingertips.
It's a bit cool with a frisky feel,
That lifts and dampens the mood
To a quiet night.
The weekend has come
To grace me a rest
From a solo flight into the night
And a lullaby of silence
As I sleep tonight.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

While I was Asleep

While I was asleep
I heard soft footsteps
On the concrete floor.
They seemed melodic
In the dark evening of the night
And slow, with the smooth wind
That flows gently between my fingertips.
I wonder where they go from here?
Could it me some place distant or near?
Who owns them, I do not know,
But I'll let them lull me to sleep.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

October Goodbyes

I woke up this morning
With a little heavy head.
Sipped some cool water
To ease the weight
Of the warm morning sun
Upon my senses.
As I sprinkled my face
With the liquid
From the water faucet.
I closed my eyes
To see colors collide
Between the lids of my eyes.
The crimson sunshine
Symphonically glows
Into the morning's greyness
To a bright new day.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Lazy Sunday

I woke up early to a warm Sunday morning,
Fed myself up with food stuffs and drinks,
Binging here, and there, all over,
Wanting to see you perhaps somewhere.
But destiny's game is not on my favor,
Something melancholic is what has sent me.
I hope still to see you sometime,
When destiny favors my wishes, tonight.