Thursday, 23 April 2009

Ramblings of the Heart…

 

I love to write poems; for it is the cryptology of the linguistic language. But at times (like this) I just feel like I want to express myself without encrypting mind twisting symbolisms.

Likewise, I wish to have friends who can see past the crypts of my tale; the true emotions behind the mask. But how many really do?? How many really empathize or “walk in my skin”??

Sometimes I am just so let down by the things and happenings around me. I want and choose to “believe in the best of others”, but as how the wise Mr. Mior puts it in, “people would always disappoint you”. Sometimes I’m so down i wanted to give up believing that there is sincerity between friendship.

I believe most readers would understand the traumatic events that led to this pathetic me. But for the sake of those who doesn’t, I’ll spare the pain of going through it all again (mentally).

I think I committed the greatest taboo in a friendship; I was infatuated with a friend of mine. Everything was fine and well, till under some circumstances that my feelings were made known. Things became sour and the friendship rots away. But that’s not the worse of it. What I can’t and yet to comprehend is why I am being treated such a way. You may say that i befriended in order to approach her; I do not deny. But my question is, “WHO DOESN’T??”. You may say that I wasn’t sincere in the friendship. Alright, I admit that there is this little part that I am not being truthful about; My true feelings for her. Yet this was because I fear what would become of us if she ever finds out. Truly enough, there couldn’t be any worst things that took place.

In that relationship (be it friendship or infatuation), I say that I gave my all. I’m hurt till this day because I loved. But after all this while, things were swept under the cabinet, and I am STILL in the dark.

But readers must have wondered, why now?? Why after a year or more only I voiced out this concern of mine?? In truth I am constantly in struggle overcoming this trauma of mine all these while. If my dear friends think otherwise, you can’t be much wrong than you are. It is not the trauma of being rejected, but the trauma of being treated so unfairly by a friend that I have cared and love (as a friend) so much. It is so severe that it effects my interactions with other friends (I believe some would understand this). Beneath the coldness of my facial expressions lies a vast ocean of uncertainty.

While I am still suffering from this undignified pain, this friend of mine is rather sociable. Well, it is none of my business to meddle or to comment upon it, after all that had happened. But I find it hard to accept the fact how one can truly call another friend (or lover) when he/she treated others unfairly?? By all means, be happy (and it’s always a good thing to have someone). I am not writing to criticise or to protest any forms of relationship this friend is bonding, in the present or the future. But I do want to relay the message that though I may seem minute and insignificance in your life, but you once held the highest regard I bestow to my love ones (especially MARJON 1 IPGAYA, family and a special friend). No matter what you think of me, I had once tried to believe in the best of you. I have to admit, as a dear friend of mine puts it, “you both are still friends, just not that close anymore”. By all means, we are still friends (that’s if you wouldn’t mind), but if you wouldn’t after reading this post under any circumstances, i have nothing to say.All I could do is to wish you luck, for I think (I don’t know what others think) that you need much of it.

Indeed the truth doesn’t matter now, for I’m being let down all and out. I pray that those I love and those who love me would still stick with me through the thick and thin, for I need all the love there is to get over this trauma of mine. Help me to rediscover my faith and trust in the best of others, help me to recover the sweetness in true friendship, help me in my quest to be a good friend to those who hath and still love me, and a better one to those who doesn’t.

 

-Bornion Crusader-

Best & Fair

the aching heart cries out in agony…

the mind struggles in frenzy…

the battle has not been won…

but the most is gone…

 

how i tread carefully all these while…

a step at a time on life’s Green Mile…

through all the hardship and the pain…

everything turn out in vain…

 

i’ve put my all upon the floor…

everything i have, nothing less or more…

the outcome is futile…

both in the past and now…

 

why then should i push myself,

to my limits for thyself??

 

i command no place in your narrow world…

i am just another Kino seeking the “World’s Biggest Pearl”…

But despair and grieve came with it…

thus i have no choice but be part from it…

for any longer my life would collapse for something…

that i have no place without or within…

 

life of simplicity would be a bliss…

celibacy might spare me of the “Pearl’s” amiss…

but i pray that it would meet its worthy owner…

retaining it is painful, and way much harder…

 

i shan’t longer wait anymore…

all hopes thrown out of the door…

i wish for nothing now…

but if God has more to spare…

i shan’t neither grumble and gladly bear…

for God’s blessings would be the best and fair!!

 

-Bornion Crusader-

Tuesday, 24 March 2009

Reunion...

A train of thoughts flow through the mind…

While staring upon the stars that blind…

Of where life has led me with this fate of mine…

I’ve been through the sweet, sour and bitter…

For I once thought sweet was the only flavor…

But alas life has more to come…

That without pain pleasure brings no fun…

I used to be so ignorant and naïve…

And I wanted to believe in dreams and myths…

But I was brought to ground, solid and hard…

My dreams and heart suffered from serious cuts…

Just as stars ventured out of its designated paths…

A drastic fall from grace,

all that is there is god’s immense wrath…


People often say that “time heals everything”…

But mine is far from any “complete healing”…

Every wound would leave a scar…

We can never be again who we are…

For the wages of sin is death…

Dead in the spirit, no hope is left…


But there was this fountain of the “Divine Healing”…

Of blood and flesh from our divine kin...

There was no hope, but to Love was more than willing…

To those who believe a life anew it brings…

Though I lost in the past but now I win…

With the Faith bestowed I am keen…

To face tomorrow with the Hope I’ve seen…


Though the scars would remain for what I’ve done…

Though I failed in my quest for the things I want…

But now life rewrites itself anew…

While the gentle breeze on my face it blew…

The train of thoughts flow through my mind…

I was once lost; I was blind…

But all that matters is am now been found…

To Love I am forever bound…

And all my blessings I keep a count…

Till the day everything comes to an end…

Of which Love reunites with man…


-Bornion Crusader-

Monday, 26 January 2009

My incompetence, My Limitations...

If I could ever just bring peace…
To the world that crave for it…
If I could ever bring ease…
To those who are in need…
If I could ever just be powerful...
To cater to all how God did…
If I could ever be more capable…
Maybe there’re lesser people who bleed…

Yet I know there’s much I can’t achieve…
Some dreams are too great to reach…
Though there’s much I want to believe…
Somehow there’s something of a problem; or a glitch…
I want to practice of what I often preach…
Yet most of the time,
Between talking n acting there’s a great great rift…

Sometimes I would just want to take both paths…
Where it would only allow a choice of either one…
Sometimes I wonder if the Devil is having a cruel laugh…
When I’m to decide whom to cater to…
I find myself never been ever true;
I’m weak, and just a fool…
What can I possibly do??

I despise my own incompetence…
My own inability to bring relieve…
To protect my own confidence…
To defend my own belief…

Now I’m left standing…
At the wake of the consequences of my own decision…
Which I can never regret…
Nor take a U-turn back…
For in compensation for my limitation…
I am to sacrifice another option…
In favor for another that is full of doubts and questions…
Which I hope that my heart would never need to answer...
My conscience painful reaction...

-Bornion Crusader-

Sunday, 18 January 2009

Let It Go, Let It flow...

The much anticipated moment of despair…
Has finally taken its place…
To some it was hard to bear…
It’s just too unfair!!
Some took a whole day…
For the thought to sink in…
Reflecting upon it…
It’s such a sad sad thing…
Mourning over the painful tear…
Fuming over the ugly win…
Is life gonna be a new beginning?
Classes were fun,
Often with debates and words of punts…
And tips for Life’s Cruel Run…
Who shall water the half grown plants??
Which in need of proper care…
Who shall tell us how to dress up and what to wear??
And how to mend broken hearts and broken pairs??
Life has come to a change…
And so must we…
Things of the past; the gain the loss…
Let go and just let it be…
For it is tomorrow that we must brace bravely…
Mourn if we must…
But don’t be bound to it…
For in changes and new things we must invest our trusts…
Rebuild once again from scratch…
And maybe someday we’ll realize…
What happened today is a blessing set for tomorrow…
Though stranded in our present sorrows…
Have faith and the Lord shall pick us up…
And lead us on where we should go…

-Bornion Crusader-