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Colors in the Dark














What is it that a blind man sees
that I do not see
or sensed that I do not sense.

When the world is perturb
and everyone is confused
the blind man is undisturbed.

What is it that he could grasp
but I can not accept
life’s reality that we all face.

The doctrine of life trying to ignore
cowering from the harsh conformity of facts
not the blind man’s concern at all.

What is it in his heart
that I do not possess
the courage to journey in the dark.

Braving the world of darkness
relying on a piece of stick
and there’s a feeling of contentment.

I see the color blue, brown and green
he glimpse only at the color black
his world is more colorful than what I have.


The Fury Inside


The raindrops are falling
but didn’t hear
the ticking sound
although the roof
is made of tin.

Sing like a child
recite the nursery rhyme
while keeping an eye
on the falling rain
dampen the barren soil.

Open the door and run
towards the open field
and listen to the sound
the sound of your heartbeat
contending against the rain.

Hear what it says
unleash the fury inside
the sorrow that you felt
that made your senses stiff
and deaf from the nature’s sounds.

Hazing. . . (BroTherHooD)














A man striving for his future,
Betting his life with an intent so pure,
Armed with courage and heart so brave,
Mustering the tactics to face the challenge.

Looking for a sense of belonging,
From individuals who seemed are caring,
To belong there is a price to pay,
Not an amount nor there is an easy way.

Enduring the hardships in life,
Feeling the whips on the side,
Trying to catch a deep breathe,
As hard blows hit the body’s meat.

Is this the prize of an ambition?
To withstand the sufferings of emotion,
To withstand from the hands of cruelty,
Foisted by individuals so feisty.

Considered as survival of the fittest,
Presuming everything is a test,
Unmindful that danger is in the offing,
So naïve of the ideals been embracing.

Perceiving the hopes that eyes discerned,
And someday respect will be earned,
However, gradually clasp with frustration,
As the last breath comes to expulsion.