Between the lines

Faded Photographs

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Sun, 18 Jul 2010 19:35:00 +0000

Beneath the dawning light of the autumn sun
Where the tranquil air slowly breathed;
Gentle breeze caresses the lonely strands,
Blowing along where thoughts drifted.

As brooding eyes gazes over cloudy pages,
And quivering hands tinkered along each shadowed faces;
The heart slowly remembers,
Drifting along and wander.

These photographs of once sweet past,
Would bring along memories of how it used to be,
Though faded it may be.

Even if the mind tries to forget;
Those once innocent dreams,
Of a long gone yesterday
The heart would not follow,
And memories would not let go.

For in it's reminiscence
Of what could have been,
From these faded photographs,
Where the promise of a faded yesterday lives.

Poem's brief history:

Written on September 21, 2000 at 00:15 am. Inspired by a postcard of a woman looking out on a field while her hair strands are being blown by the wind.

When Love was Gone

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Fri, 16 Jul 2010 17:33:00 +0000

Yesterday, I've had my share,
Of blissful moments with someone who care
A love that was in full bloom was there
Thoughts of regret I wouldn't dare
Life then was so fair.

Shared dreams and aspirations abound
As if love will always be around
For beyond forever it will be,
A promise you do pledge to me,
Though I never thought you'd soon ask to be free.

The road to forget is hardest to take,
My heart bleeds for every step that I make;
Open spaces of reason for your sake,
Have been a hard habit that's hard to break...
when love was gone.

Even then again I'm praying,
Time will come, I'll forget that I'm hurting
For when love is gone and my crying is done;
Then I would know, the right one will come
when love has gone.

Poem's brief history:
Written on October 10, 1998 at 3:00 pm. A requested composition from a former colleague which she dedicates for her friend.

A Time To Heal

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 17:47:00 +0000

Across the mile I have travelled
Been through the distance, I shall believe
Tears have rolled down my cheeks
More than enough to last a lifetime
My eyes have dried on it's own will.

Friends have come and gone
Some stood beside me
Others have vanished indeed;
I bargained for the twist of fate
Almost fell down in despair.

Though strangers would see me
as if happy and free,
They will never know
The heartaches that bruised my senses;
The wounds were all hidden
Only the Lord knows the pain
That runs through my veins.

Where the key of broken dreams are kept?
Locked them up in one corner of my wounded heart;
When it will be free? I'll never know;
Though it pained me to believe
And my heart to weary to care
Faith is my armour, Hope shall be my guiding light.

After all, the pain endured
Will be a badge of courage
And the wounds would heal in time
For within the silence of my heart,
For whatever reason there may be;
One thing is certain...

While everything else have come to pass
And I still hold the power to believe
That I shall stand the test of time
Then it will be; time to heal,
And life will be what I want it to be.

Poem's brief history:
Written on February 16, 2003 at 03:33 pm, in Cavite City, Philippines. Written to encourage a friend about the realities of life.

I wish you Love

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Sat, 10 Jul 2010 19:17:00 +0000

How was I to know?
What you really mean to me?
For I'd only known you to be
What a friend you are to me?

When you came I never bothered
to welcome your presence
Comin'and goin' I never did care;
All I know is that you were there
When I needed someone to fill in the silence.

With some silly words and thoughtless actions,
We drifted apart;
For words that was not uttered
Walls between us gathered

So you chose to go away
And end it all that way;
You never did realized
That you just hurt me as much
When you'd left without goodbye.

There are so many things I want to tell you now;
I just don't know how it would reach you now
And it saddens me to know
That you are out there somewhere so far away;
But if I could reach you someway
This heart beats loud out now
Hopin' it could get to you somehow.

No matter how far you might possibly be
Please remember me;
As you gather moments of yesterday,
And if it's true that the heart never forgets
Only reminisce me is the least I can wish,
Maybe in time we'll have the chance.

Till then, this heart wants you to know,
I wish you well...
But most of all... I wish you love.

Poems brief history:
Written on June 24, 2001 at 07:30 pm. Written as a remembrance of yesterday's memories shared with a special friend.

Curtain Call

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 19:18:00 +0000

Dreams of yesterday
Travelled down the edge of time
Tinkering the bells
Playing music for the ears
Beholds a promise of fame.

Lullaby is sung
By a weary little monk
Telling a story
Of a maiden in glory
Blinded by admiration.

Silently it came
A glory with bitter end
Fame turned into shame
Remorse with all due intent
Relieves it's guilty conscience.

Poem's brief history:
Written on July 10, 2010 at 12:30 am, eastern time, in Sharja, UAE. Got inspired by the documentary of two foreign actors rise to fame and shamed by downfall.

How much longer?

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 15:32:00 +0000

When dreams are broken
And frustrations abound,
When tears are in the eyes
And failures already brought us to the ground,
When burdens are too heavy
And worries are not so easy,
We can only ask Him
Lord, how much longer?

When trouble causes us to stumble,
And struggles are profound
When the heart is breaking,
And there's nobody around
When the rain never ceases,
And a flicker of hope is so far beyond
We can only ask Him
Lord, how much longer?

When life is getting unfair
And hardwork doesn't pay;
When the spirit wants to keep on
But the flesh is already in pain;
When courage have vanished
And Faith is diminished;
In silence, we'll try
To vow our heads, clasp our hands,
And bend our knees to pray;
We will ask Him
Lord, how much longer?

Poems brief history:
Written on July 05, 2010 at 19:45pm in Sharja, UAE. Written as a form of self expression.

For Erra...

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 19:19:00 +0000

Tender is the year when I've had you
Just barely outgrown my candies and lollipops,
Anxious of what the future may hold
For someone so uncertain of what's to come;
But heartbeat after heartbeat you embraced me
As I nurtured you inside me,
Even when you're not yet around
We already have our bond,
A bond that only the two of us will keep
Irregardless of anyone else kinship.

When finally you came about
And I held you in my arms
That was the moment I've been complete
My purpose in life is fulfilled.

And as years have already gone by
And you are a blooming woman now;
Soon I will have to let you free
To one day follow your heart and live the life;
Though it will be hard for me to let you
And it will break my heart to see you through
Just remember to look back on the journey that I took,
Then I will be content,
that you will walk through the path
Where I have lead you.

Poems brief history:
This poem is written on July 01, 2010 at 23:10pm in Sharja, UAE. A requested composition by my flatmate Ervy which she dedicates to her daughter, Erra, as she celebrates her 17th birthday.

Somewhere...Somehow...Someday!

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 20:16:00 +0000

Somewhere far beyond
I'll find my place in the sun
Where nobody can deny me
Of my future to see

Somehow I'll find the reason
Why life is so forlorn
How it would really be
For eternal happiness to foresee

Someday only time will tell
Where tomorrow will dwell
For my star will shine brightly
And I would stand victoriously
Over and beyond,
Are the obstacles I have gone;
Somewhere...Somehow...Someday!

Poems brief history:
Written on September 8, 1997 at 3:50pm. A promised composition to a new friend I met along the course of my journey in life.

Beyond Forever

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Tue, 29 Jun 2010 17:59:00 +0000

Fate have brought them together
Love have made stronger;
Life's color becomes far more better
In a promise that is beyond forever...

Be still with a stormy weather
Keep up with the changing world;
Never to be swept away like a feather,
Opening your hearts upon the Lord
With a promise that is beyond forever.

Though time may passed by;
And the future uncertain
Look up unto the sky;
Through the sun, the stars and the rain,
It reminds of a promise
That is beyond forever.

Poems brief history:
This poem was written on December 19, 1996 at 3:15pm, a composition written as a Christmas gift to a pair of lovely couple who are a dear friend from college.

If Only I could

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 17:12:00 +0000

As I gaze upon the blanket of stars at night
I'd wish a comet would cross my sight;
I'll whisper my silent prayer on his flight
Before he could come and kiss the ground alight

An ardent prayer of the heart
Hope it could find an answer from the other part;
Though words are kept unspoken
And reason's were all forbidden

If only I have the power to change
one's emotion from strange
Circumstances would have been different
Time and place would have never been a deterrent
For love knows no boundaries
And it need not take summaries
Even the heart live only as it beats
If only mine had a place on your keeps

How can I, please tell me how can I?
Go through a lifetime with a heart that cry
If only I could make a magic spell I'd warm your heart,
to let me in and dwell
If only I could touch your heart;
then I'll hold and pamper it with all my might.

If only I could make my wish come true
And let my heart reside in you
A love will bloom and grow
And will forever more remains at glow
Oh if only... If only I could.

Poems brief history:
This poem was written and composed on October 10, 1998 at 10:00am, a requested composition by a former colleague at work, which she dedicates to her special friend.

Love Finds the Way

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 12:31:00 +0000

Search out for words to be written
It was you the mind was seeing
Memories of love lost and forgotten
Comes flashing back and drifting

Soar high the heart keeps on whispering
Follow love and take him back again
Since letting go, the soul endured the pain
However distant though, it may not be in vain

'Coz long gone heartaches already in decay
Only love so true had stayed
Constantly longing for the right time to say
My love is here come what may

For in life; after all the verities
and realities of yesterday
The sudden twist and turns that lay
To where an ardent heart had prayed
Only love will find it's way.

Poems brief History:
This poem was written and composed somewhere between the year 2000 to 2001, the exact date was not noted as this poem was an impromptu composition while getting bored at work on one occasion wherein I am on a nightshift duty. Trying to keep myself awake and alert.

A place Somewhere not Far Away

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Thu, 24 Jun 2010 15:07:00 +0000

There is a place somewhere not so far away
Where life is free and worries are easy,
Where the journey is safe
And challenges are brief

There is a place somewhere
Where dreams are certain;
And failures are lighten,
Where love is true and pain ceased to exist.

There is a place somewhere
Where the heart swell in purity
And the soul dwells in serenity,
Where time is irrelevant
And only faith is significant.

In the quiet moments of our thoughts,
In the stillness of our hearts
For the gentle caress of God’s loving hand
And the comforts of His unconditional love;
It is in His bosom grace,
Here is the place not so far away.

Poems brief history:
This poem is written and composed on September 15, 2000 at 01:45am. To give thanks and affirmation of my Faith in God.

In Time

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Tue, 22 Jun 2010 19:30:00 +0000

When the time comes, I have to forget that I’m hurting
I hope I could find the courage to believe
That I’m strong and not weak
For beneath the façade that I’m wearing,
The pain still remains.

Soon my wounds will be scars of the past
Though it would serve a constant reminder;
I know that I have to move on and let go
To leave yesterday behind for tomorrow
Wishing enough that the heartaches would not show
Through the changing seasons of time.

And if in the future I have to bear it all again
Though things may have changed
I shall not regret in reality
That I’d rather argue with reason
And seek out myself to forgive
Only then would I know;
That I have been healed… In time.

Poems brief history:
Written on April 27, 2000 at 10:00 am, to ease the pain of a broken heart.

Sonnets of My Existence

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 20:16:00 +0000

Far away among the blueberry trees
Beneath the distant shadows cast by the mystic moon
On the immortal spring of the seas
In the quiet tranquility of the mountain breeze
lay the sonnets of my existence.

The silhouettes were not unveiled
The journey not yet taken
The trumpets have not been blown
And drum rolls never enacted.

In their solitude they rest
Awaiting the golden moment to dwell
For bright imaginations to turn into reality
Where life could create a dream
When faith would breathe in...

Until they have been written
Till they are awaken from a deep slumber
By a valiant heart who had the courage to believe
In one hungry soul's creed;
There they will forever rest...
The sonnets of my existence.

Poems brief history:
Written on April 19, 2000 at 17:20pm, a composition that I dedicate for myself as I try to develop my skills in poetry writing.

Between the lines

noreply@blogger.com (enimrod) — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 12:52:00 +0000

Varied emotions are laid
unto one's eye to see;
For someone's heart to feel
and for an avid to remember,
The words that was brought together by a fellow
who would want to express the feelings that flow,
The ideas that can't be encompass so;
Through the lines that bares the soul;
only the eager spirit could follow
The thought that echoes through,
If only it could mirror
the shadows that comes forth,
and the visions sought,
upon passing along...
Between the lines.

Poems brief history:
This poem was written on January 26, 1997 at 08:45pm. It is written to define the title of my compilations of poetry.