Short Poem

I feel like I'm caught by a storm in the sea

Trying to find out where I'm supposed to be

It like I'm carrying the world on my shoulder

The more I keep getting older and older

The pain I feel brings me to tears

From the painful wounds from over the years

The only hope I have as you may see

Is to find someone who loves me for me

The Love of an Angel and Devil

April 25, 2012



I am an angel and you are a devil

So how did we ever stooped to this level

The kings of ours hate each other

But I couldn’t leave you for another

You kidnap me to become your bride

And looked at me with greater pride

Times I spent with you have been the worst or the best

But your love for me will never rest

We heard screams of battle and screams of pain

Ringing in our ears like the sound of rain

We fought each other in the Judgment War

But our hearts ache for each other more and more

My people had won so in Heaven I'll remain

But the saddest part is that I'll never see you again

You lost your wings and became a mortal 

And it was my fault that you were no longer immortal

I thought hard and knew what to do

I asked God to cut off my wings so I can be with you

He granted my wish and he looked really pleased

That He grabbed my wings and gave them a squeeze

My wings were gone and I gave God a hug

And told me to be with my demonic bug

He dropped to Earth and I ran to your arms
Not wanting to escape your dark, evil charms
So many lives have been lost and bodies turned to ice
That you and I paid the ultimate price
But our love it was stronger by far than love
Of the angels that sang from the Heavens above
Our hearts became one before this unholy fight
As we looked up to see the starry night
We held each other not wanting to be apart
And heard the sounds of our beating hearts
We looked at each other for it was meant to be 
That I belonged to you and you belonged to me
This story of ours will forever be told
With eyes of blood and eyes of gold

The Spectator

Feburary 19, 2012

The Spectator watches the fallen,war torn, world around him

As he stands on top of a gothic cathedral so grim

He's dressed in black as the darkness of night

Only his green eyes shows it's bright, hypnotic light

He's soaked in liquor and smells of blood

As he looks down and sees bodies of corpses in the mud

He drinks in order to forget about his love

Whose voice was sweet like a coo of a dove

She cheated on him which caused him strife

And took her down and ended her life

He's a nocturnal and forever alone

Always hearing the cathedral bells' dark tone

For they are always in chime

Like a clock ticking away time

The bells and the sound of her voice was driving him insane

That he jumped off the cathedral to end his pain

He was once a child who became a man

Now he will turn into dust and go back to how it all began

The ABC List of Life or My Life

April 9, 2012

Awkward moments are usually funny moments in life.

Believe in yourself and never change the way you live.

Creators we are, robots we’re not.

Don't lose what you have in front of you because you'll never find it in the end.

Expect an idea and crazy random things.

Family and friends make you for who you are.

Go start an adventure and find what you’re looking for.

Happiness is something that we have or something that we want to have.

Ideas are like dreams; they come to us in unsuspecting time and place.

Journey to a world where anything is possible and make the best of it.

Killing an idea always means “back to the drawing board”.

Life is a crossroad; you’ll never know which path you choose.

Music is like a book; it gives you ideas and puts a smile on your face.

Never give up on anything because it means you’re giving up on life.

Open your mind to the possibilities and flow right through you like a river.

Pain hurts us but it gives a meaning that we’re human.

Quotes give us a meaning and an idea for something.

Remember who you are and where you come from.

Silence makes you become a shadow with a dream that was meant to be heard.

Thinkers can be dreamers or creators in different forms and lifestyles.

Uniqueness is the sister of weirdness.

Victory comes to us in many forms, even though we have some trouble to find it.

Weirdness made you different from others.

X-treme measure usually ends really badly.

Year after year we change, but we still have our inner child.

Zany ideas are hilarious and sometimes meaningful.

Hole in the Earth

February 1, 2012

Down to the deepest depths I peered

Was something that was really weird

What I saw was never worth

For what was there was a hole in the earth

But what I saw shocked me in place

For there was no magma just outer space

There were planets and galaxies so near and far

That I even saw a birth of a new little star

I jumped in and never thought twice

As the atmosphere was cool as ice

I thought that I would die without any air

This to me was a huge big scare

The weirdest thing is that I could breathe in here

But I went back because there was something in my ear

As I looked back up, I couldn’t help but smile

I might go back there once in a while

Life has many things, sadly we got clones

And I went home singing my favorite song by Deftones

You Belong to Me, I Believe

January 27, 2012

Last night the moon seem to say something

To me, I thought he said nothing

Even though, I act a little tougher

I always, always seem to suffer

People who suffer are always depressed

But I’ll tell you one thing, I was a huge mess

My heart beating faster like it was a flying dove

It was beating faster all because of love

I’m in love with a demon with a wolf-like smirk

And in my mind and the darkness he always lurks

I always thought we were meant to be

Until he pierced his dagger right through me

I love him that’s all I can say

Even though I wished he would just fade away

The moon tells me for what it seems to be a plea

Is to never let him go and his eyes of the sea

Scared of Being Alone

I had a nightmare on Saturday, I dreamed that I lost my entire family in a tornado and I lived but I was so alone. I cried over their bodies and wish that they can come back. I was so alone and they were all gone. I'm used to being alone but alone without my family is like my heart being ripped out and I'm lying in a pool of my own blood. I wish that God didn't let this happened and wish that someone can help but all I can do is scream to the sky in pain, sorrow, and anger.