Life is an obssession. Deal with it.

insomnia

2011-08-25T00:21:00.000-07:00

countless stars decor the midnight sky
still sleep evades a deep desire
i ponder depths of this hallowed mind
yet no answer forth within reside

prayers abound this heart have spoken
a ghost inside must long be freed
alive and well the body breathes
the soul is not, it clings to yield.

-LKS

Playing Grounds

2008-09-23T16:51:00.000-07:00

aren't we all tired of these games we play
tell me, aren't we all?

well someday i'll be
and sooner or later
i'll raise up my hand
to give my surrender

but these games we play
will always remain in our hearts, in our minds
in all that we say
whether wrong or just right
whatever we need, I concede.

aren't we all tired of these games we play
tell me, aren't we all?

there's not much in me
left to consider
i'll wither in time
and won't be remembered

but these games we play
will always remain in our hearts, in our minds
in all that we say
whether wrong or just right
whatever we need, I concede.

aren't we all tired of these games we play
tell me, aren't we all?

until then i'll play along
till the day comes i can't take anymore
of this premature feeling
lost for words or rhythm
to this premature feeling
i've grown with, now i'm letting go.
_________________________________________
"playing grounds" by L.K. Sison & Shari Dy Ong.

Vain

2008-09-23T16:47:00.001-07:00

up so early in the morning
yet you came so late
you call yourself to hurry
though you never really care

your worries are too little
these things you love to hate
you pull yourself to wonder
what bothers you everytime

nothing's wrong with you
youre just fucking vain
and it's getting on my nerves
youre driving me insane

nothing's wrong with you
youre just fucking vain
and it never stops with you
it's flowing through your veins.

how'd you turn this shit on
a ring on the cellphone
and you'd go hello like you have all attention
the smell of your perfume
the best of creation
may i debrief you the laws of attraction
you always got your hair fixed
always got the right mix
not a spot on your face that you leave on
and when everybody stares
like everbody cares
you fall in love with yourself too soon

Nothing's wrong with you
youre just fucking vain.
___________________________________
"Vain" by L.K. Sison

Mute

2008-08-11T14:06:00.000-07:00

Opinions differ from one person to another
Share it with a friend as you stroll by the sidewalk
And at the day’s end you’ll take home more thoughts to launder

Such is the curse of man, to bring news to his fellow
If only what he says is truth than mere gossips, so shallow

Whispers behind your back are more hurtful when they attack
Turn your head around, and the stabber makes contact

Like taking a fragile mind to exile in a hostile place
When it comes back home to its host
No longer does it have a care to the rest of the human race.
________________________________________________
"Mute" by L.K. Sison

Panahon

2008-08-07T17:29:00.000-07:00

panahon nati'y wag sayangin
minsang magdaraan
dala ay 'sang karanasang inaalay sa'yo

abutin natin bituing nagni-ningning
tanging handog ay pag-asang humahamon

diringgin ng langit ang dasal na minsan ay iyong ibinulong
ngunit sinisigaw ng damdamin
pasanin mo'y dala-dala di ka nman nagiisa
o bakit pa ngyn ka luluha

ipagdiwang ang paglipas ng unos
hayaan bang lunurin ng kahapon
ang bawat sandaling hiram
na lulan ang lahat ng 'yong pagdaramdam

minsan darating ang araw
at bubuhos ang ulan
tingin mo sa kalawakan
ay naglalaro lamang

minsan darating ang araw
at bubuhos ang ulan
mga tanong mo sa isipan
ay maglalaro lamang.
____________________________________________
"Panahon" by L.K. Sison
Philippine Copyrights 2008 by L.K. Sison. All rights Reserved.

Sinilangan

2008-06-11T00:19:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

I wish to reach you with outstretched arms
To cradle you to sleep
As we bid goodbye to daylight

No fruitful lands nor untouched paradise
Will ever rid me of my desire
To grace upon your open shores once more

I could not cry enough to match your silent screams
Respondent to the shame and grief
My kin have brought upon you

Forever changing the landscape
Forever shattering dreams

And to find you again,
Sinilangan,
Is to look deeper into one's soul
For I know change is for the willing
Spread through by the voices of far fetched idealism.
______________________________________________
June 11, 2008 12:15AM
"Sinilangan" by L.K. Sison

stf

2008-05-16T08:24:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

Love resonates where hate is deafened,
silenced and muted to as if it has never been spoken
never been heard of
never took the form of hate itself.

Such irony beckons us
beings of morality, just and civilized,
yet never immune
and never the all-knowing.

We fall victim to our own shortcomings
becoming the cause, denying the outcome.
Seekers of compassion?
We are truly stranger than fiction.
___________________________________
"stf" by L.K. Sison -fin 12:33AM

A bus ride

2008-05-08T14:30:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

On every late mornings
I catch you eye to eye
I'd wish to sit beside you
As a stranger, a passerby

I watch you read your handbook
As the journey starts to end
I wonder what it'll take
To make that barrier bend.
_________________________________
"A bus ride" by L.K. Sison
Fin- May 08, 2008 11:23AM

Mountain

2008-05-08T14:17:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

I could only stare at awe
At something bigger than my ego
Even from a distance, where I stood
You overshadow all existence

To scale your entire mass
A feat I'll have to pass
For I am but a mortal
Yet here you are, built to last

I envy you but with pity
For eternity have had you blessed
But I know time can be a prison
Held by bars of loneliness

Still birds fly above you
And behind you, the rising sun
Below life embrace you
Taking from you what they can.
____________________________________
"Mountain" by L.K. Sison
Fin- May 08, 2008 12:15AM

Pisay

2008-05-06T16:47:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

a playground for thoughts to wander
through its halls, dreams chasing even more dreams
sit on its steps to ponder
the wonders awaiting, waiting to be seen

share me your secrets
secrets that i shall keep
Pisay in everlasting
thoughts that never sleep.
_________________________
"Pisay" by L.K. Sison.
-submitted to chris lagman's blog
(mom's student during her tenure as a faculty member, PSHS)

First week of May

2008-05-05T09:54:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

On the first week of May
I saw skies of gray
Remediable to consciousness
But with willingness to stay

As nights holds certain
The end of each days
I lose more memories
Or regrettable yesterdays

Like on the first week of May
Please be gentle today
This heart is more fragile now
Than how it was yesterday

And on the next time we face
May it not resurface
The scar of what's left of me
Still bitter, foul to taste.
__________________________
"first week of May" by L.K. Sison -fin 1:24 AM

A Separated Mind

2008-05-02T12:47:00.000-07:00

Learning to live today
try it again tomorrow
life has always been this way

never give up a fight
yearn for something better
while listening to what they say

but dont be confined into an ordinary life
when you can dream, you can be anything
live out your desires
piece together the puzzles in our lives
let alone you dont get anything
but riddles from a separated mind

harvest the light of day
whisper to stars at night
living should always be this way
free the heart of sorrow
forget about tomorrow
but listen to what they say.
____________________________________
"a separated mind" by L. K. Sison
Philippine Copyrights 2008 by L.K.S. All Rights Reserved.

*Note to self:
Happy 25th.

Closure

2008-04-20T17:40:00.000-07:00

Theme taken from blog entry "Closure"
@ http://loukrisison.blogs.friendster.com

What's life without irony, eh?

The fact is life's full of it. (At least my life is.)
Or am i just "full of it" or fooled by it in some circumstances?

Revelations are good in writing or at play.
But only for the good observer.
Narrowness can only blur up its delivery, mixing it with false hope.

The paranoia did not help either.
At some point I was pleased while at the same time disappointed
with what I have heard/discovered.

Pleased of the accuracy.
Disappointment due to its inadequacy to become satisfactory indulging.

Ended up telling them what they wanted to hear instead of what I truly want them to absorb.
At least I'm mature enough to concede. You just cant please everybody most of the time.

Giving way is essential in love and in life, so are in all kinds of relationships.
Friendships are not excluded either.

Where do I stand now? So i have asked myself repeatedly.
Answers will only lead me to question what to do or when to do it.

The 'Do I have to?' or 'do I want to?'
Then I go back to thinking about Life's irony.

I must be the IRONY MAN.
That's really corny, in fact its so cheap I might as well just laugh it off till I get over it.
But I know I wont.

Maybe becoming one is an option,
but not the only option.

I can be an IRON MAN without the "Y".
And since a movie of the same title will be released on my birthday,
I think I deserve to be such a character even for a day.

Conclusion:

My Prayers are heard
So are the revelations that I have seen
My birthday is coming, and I wonder..

Where have I been?

Life's irony it mocks me
Even this poem alone
Reminds me of my childhood
And the wonder I am known.

Where have I been?

The question distills the impurity in thoughts
While the same reveals more causes of faults
Where I will be
Is what I shall look forward to
What I will see
Must it be the same old me?

The time to grow up has finally caught up
Embrace the good things I easily gave up
Life will not change but I have to wake up
Must now shed these tears of youth that easily corrupts.
_________________________________________
Such a wonderful life awaits, cant wait to turn a year older.

As the house is burning, not a care in the world

2008-04-15T16:34:00.000-07:00

i know, youre more than happy to see me
but know that im so much happier than you

take a good look, made the most out of our best days together
back when we were careless and not a care in the world
but an understanding about life's demands
now i am living with no reprimands
no more searching for what once was taken from me

i know, youre more than happy to see me
but know that im so much happier than you

just take a good look, made the most out of our best days together
back when we were careless and not a care in the world
so what if fighting for a worldly cause
will bring us something, no matter what the cost
and our searching will be put in a pause for a moment

just take a good look
when nothing in life is certain
just live it by the moment
like sitting on my sofabed
while the house is burning
and not a care in the world.
____________________________________
"as the house is burning, not a care in the world" by L.K. Sison
Philippine Copyrights 2008 by L.K. Sison. All Rights Reserved.

On needs vs. wants

2008-04-14T13:18:00.000-07:00

I want what I need, as we all do.
We see an immediate necessity in the things that is common knowledge to us of having.

..but what do we really need?
What is it in things that defines its "need-ness"?
How do we know which is more "need-ful"?

The urgency of acquiring what we need is as normal as the stress that comes with it as we do our best to possess it thus to be able to enjoy it.

But isnt it that these urges also bring about the feelings of want?
wanting more or less..
wanting to become..
wanting to feel..

Is it possible to "need what we want"?
"Must I need what I want?" -sounds rhetorically sensible.

Will I feel the assurance of having what I need when all I have is what I want?

Needs vs. wants.
Weigh the costs of your needs vs. your wants.
Measure it by guilt, regret, and/or remorse.

Conclusion:
I want what I need, but I also need what I want to become whole.
Life being as it is, a given, relies on how much you want to live through the next day.

The need to live can sometimes lose its luster when the desire looses its motives.

Out of Time

2008-04-14T13:07:00.000-07:00

Is it that hard to notice
or am I being vague
I need more time
ran out of lines or are we too complicated
I think we are

Day by day I think of what to say to you
I feel there's nothing I can do sometimes
when I feel like screaming out
your name's the only word that I could ever think of

Can I ask you to hold me
and hold me like I'll break into pieces, if you let go
while looking into your eyes and somehow hypnotized
I see a familiar figure forcing a smile

Is it that hard to notice or am I being vague
I need more time to practice
to practice what to say
read the lines while confined
stay forever or for a while
does it really matter now
now that you have left but still I need to know
what might have been
if we had the time.
________________________________________
"Out of Time" by L.K. Sison
Philippine Copyrights 2008 by L.K. Sison. All Rights Reserved.

5:25AM

2008-04-14T12:39:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

hey deep thinker
trying to understand
the mysteries of the universe
and how it all began

A salute to your endeavor
to what i cant comprehend
but the secrets you are looking for
are hidden in the end.
____________________________
"5:25 AM" by L.K. Sison
-sleepless on Nov. 22, 2007 5:25AM

My Favorite Story

2008-04-14T12:31:00.000-07:00

would you open the book of love
knowing you'd find a name of an unfamiliar
would you read each words aloud
knowing you'd finally say what youre heart would not allow.

pages of time are turning
telling a tale of fools.

ill read you like never ending
coz youre my favorite story
andi can never summarize you

im reading like im learning something here
youre my favorite story
and i will never criticize you.

tell me have you finally found your heroine
how youre life's a fairy tale,
where dreams are just beyond
tell me did it finally cross your mind
what life is really like,
ever wonder how it feels to be real.

pages of time are turning
telling a tale of fools
i dont know what youre thinking
im losing myself to you

but still im reading you like never ending
coz youre my favorite story
and i will never summarize you

still im reading like im learning something here
coz youre my favorite story and i will never criticize you.
never criticize you.
_____________________________________
"My Favorite Story" by L.K. Sison
Philippine Copyrights 2008 by L.K. Sison. All Rights Reserved.

As they are to me

2008-04-14T12:27:00.000-07:00

(a poem)

friends they will come
friends they will go
some wont stay forever
some together we will grow

and as time makes us weary
our purpose becomes clear
to learn from each other
the values we hold dear.
_________________________________________
"as they are to me" by L.K.S.

Year Ender

2008-04-10T22:46:00.001-07:00

(a poem)

as the year ends my thoughts they gallow senseless
as if to mimic the shallowness of a dream
where you once spoke to me of seasons becoming and seasons reccurring..

will i ever be free of you greeting the new year with hope,
greeting the new dawn knowing love is eternal and yet fragile
is this will or a potent desire to heal the wounds brought by trials..

my love is an illusion, a product of my imagination
but a defining pigment of color in a mono-chromatic world i created
in my dreams, in my sorrow..all is but a dream.

now the year is closing, the whole world awaits
embracing with grace as we bid our goodbyes
shedding good tears while silently cries.

the year is closing, it came up with no better end.

____________________________________
"Year Ender" by L.K.S. -12:23AM

Life is what we make out of it, my dear.

December 30, 2007