Iti Apagdarikmat

(Thought Random)

Kimat nga uray lang apagapaman 

Sukisukenna't nginabras ni lagip

Aronanna't naidulin nga rikriknaen 

Sananto ikur-it  dalluyon ni arapaap  
                 

If Even Only -

(Thought Random)

I am missing you... as always, I am -

my soul yearns for a touch of your
presence

to ease the pain of not finding you..

if even only in my mind would I feel a wisp of 

a cool breeze carrying your kiss gentle on my face..

then will I be happy in this vicarious intensity at
this very mesmeric thought of you.

A Storm-Traversing Message

(Thought-Random)

This violent storm catches on wind
and snow- furiously it fights its way
out to confront the ground arduously-

And this sight pulls my thoughts
-it tries- away from sunshine
gently falling on my being, 

away from cool breeze 
that wafts progressively to me
gently, endearingly, touching my face!

My thoughts of sunshine and breeze are
the reality of you ensconced in the
physical reality of  storm -

But see, no amount of storm
be it wind, or rain, or snow
can obliterate my reality of you.

As postscript, my wishes best
you totally ace your test! 

Migraine Defined

(Thought Random)


       

        A touch of total darkness,

        the sound of drumbeats deep,

       the hold of excruciating pain that

       rends my head to diverse sections -

       leaving  me in consummate

       helplessness,  it makes me cling to

       life's one strand  of hope for release

       from this hellish  fire that wants to

       consume my thoughts, my feel of

       the world, my desire to breathe in
       essence -

      But defeat swathes me... and I yield!

Spell Breaker

(Thought Random)

The missing brick, they say,
would be the last piece
to the puzzle, can be the
key to the mystery, must be
the resolution to the story.

The missing brick could also
behind the wall situate you,
giving you a perfect window,
a peep hole perhaps to a
a graveyard, a city, a forest
maybe, even to a running brook.

But I'd like to think of
the missing brick as the eyes
to your thoughts, a disclosure
of your sentiments, some clue
to the enigma that is you -

And retrieving it would certainly
yield the lost dawn to this dusk!

Can't be sure now but -

 (Thought Random)

But I'd like to think of the

missing brick on the wall as
 
the eyes to your thoughts,  - a

disclosure of your sentiments,

some clue to the enigma that is

you -

Once Upon an Afternoon -

(Thought Random

out in the car park and out of the car

I walk the path toward our doorway

and this giant blast so firm yet gentle

this wind - it totally meets me head to toe

cool and full and massive and solid

it wraps me, -swathes me,- it envelops me

yes, momentarily it threatens my balance

this strange perception of excitability

but also it triggers a sensibility

an affectionate thought of a particular someone

demanding possession of all my mind waves

thus, bring back it does my equilibrium

and too, it brings back the present reality

which makes me put down my open arms

which earlier were outstretched to warmly welcome

this total, gentle, blast of a  wind

and now my right hand turns the doorknob

denouement to a moment of passion profound

Vital and Imperative?

(Thought Random)

they say that sometimes, there are memories
you could best keep within the intricate folds of
your heartbeat rather than among the unbound strands
of the speech waves that carry the secrets of
your most treasured thoughts -

they say that sometimes, - not just sometimes
but for all times, actually, that it is most profoundly
best you should keep on the prayer altar of your soul
these shared moments of time tender yet beatific
with your dear life's heaven-sent  -

Sogno (Andrea Bocelli)-Fernando Augusto Guimarães (Trompete Bb)

Moment Within A Heartbeat

Thought Random

At the end of day where dusk turns twilight
I search my mind's edges for a trace of you
And in a melodic fragment of eternity
My senses are filled with magic that is you

My longing is satiated in ways unbelievable
In ways unexpected your nearness I feel
Translating your absence so raw in my world
Into existence in me and in my soul so real

I hear you whisper within the cadence of my heartbeat
Gentle on my face sweet your breeze of a kiss
Next the sky I watch send a rainbow my way
Wrap my spirit, my essence, my core in your warmth

Not even can I attempt this rapture define
As the words into freedom wildly go in flight
But yes I travel on now to the dark of night
Ecstatic that for a moment you had touched my life

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Your Touch Can Be Magic

Thought Random


This rain randomly slants, runs

As if in a hurry to meet the ground-

Not really gently, not furiously -

But just enough speed for me to

Catch in my outstretched hands

The magic thought that it is you

Whose lovely cool touch I feel

In this fascinating moment's rain!

Elusive Disclosure

Thought Random

 why your voice paints a rainbow in my sky
 
why my rain turns sunshine in your smile


how your thunder and my lightning can blend-

is disclosure I can't understand!

When time stands still

Thought Random

I can actually lose tract of reality!

The whole world would stand still -
Simply if I chose to!

Imagine a burst of silver lightning
Arrested midway
Before the final fascinating flash!

Imagine that roll of a mighty thunder
Hanging unexpectedly
Just when the finale should then arrive!

The birds, the bees, the flowers, the rain
Even the flowing river, -they freeze!
And why is that, sweet
dearly beloved?

Moments you'd choose my thoughts to claim?

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On That Fabled Rock of The Agony

Thought Random

 
And in the Church of Gethsemane
Down the Mount of Olives, Jerusalem
I found my anima arrested by
An awareness of the untold pain
My Lord and King was weathering
As He offered the Father His cup
On that fabled Rock of the Agony
On that fabled Rock of the Agony

I felt it drench my deepest fibers
The quiet and somber atmosphere
The air of sorrowful reverence pervading
Enhanced by the subdued natural light
Filtered by purple tainted windows
Reflecting my Savior's anguished prayer
For the wretched being that was me
For the wretched being that was me

Thus I knelt with my eyes up the altar
Then down in tearful attrition and remorse
As I allowed the now strange feeling come
Inexplicably swathe my soul in comfort
Was it His hand taking me back His lost one
Giving me a kind chance at renewal
Gethsemane, my gate back to my God
Gethsemane, my gate back to my God

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