Abstract Plane

Dreams eluded my hand,

And colors faded and became bland.

Cause I’m looking to a blank state,

An empty canvas, a colorless plate.

The color is not there anymore.

Whenever i see from the black and white balcony,

The dull world bores me to death.

When will i see, a color harmony,

That will take my breath?

My breath, from me?

And give life to such art,

can i take a world apart?

As i touch down the frozen lake,

I was lying upon my wake,

Cause the sky that once blue,

Yearning a color, from you...

Pursuit of Eluding Starlight

Pursuit of Eluding Starlight

"Follow me as I continue to search that dim star above the overwhelming lights of the busy city that denies its existence."

Starring:

Jasmine (Not her real name, but an alias for her protection)

Me

"I guess summer is going to burn after all", that is what I said as I woke up from my dream; quite unusual and a trivial one.

In my dream, I found myself in front of a classroom door, all i remember about it is painted brown, and I did not saw a doorknob; i might've overlooked, or rather i entered the room too quickly to notice.

As I enter, I saw a couple of chairs with desks, quite similar to the format of common Japanese classroom table on my left side.

In front of me was a two-staged bookshelf that was standing adjacent to the wall with its broad side, the books are colored but weren't labeled.

On my right side was an elevated platform made of wood and a teacher's desk sitting on the center, oddly though it does not have a blackboard attached on the wall, nor i remember windows within.

I remember seeing a couple of girls around, but what is actually important and got burned on my mind was her; " Jasmine". I wouldn't normally approach her, mainly because of the anxiety; the fear, and the fact that I was friend zoned, but risked then lost her as my friend, though i talk to her when I needed something, only when it's purely business or something important to me. She talks to me in casual like I was still a friend but i know that she is just putting up with me and just acting nice for the sake of looking nice, but that is it.

About her, she was a great girl and most importantly a friend few years ago, when i was a second year at year 2009, a writer just like me, we have something in common, so we became friends. But then when she changed, from a writer to a feisty "fashonista" as she claims; she gave up writing, and everything follows down the toilet.

But anyways, I approached her, she was talking with another girl, bent and leaning at the table with her hands, but I only remember the long black hair, in fact I think it was a mannequin. At this dream, Jasmine was in a cute white dress, a blue jeans, but I can’t remember whether a brown or white high-heeled shoes.

She straightened her body, stood correctly and talked to me. And then in the middle of our conversation, she went and leaned at the teacher's table.

I asked her of the item we talked about, but then she could not get it after all for me. I remember that she told me an item she bought from another friend which I thought to be "Katrina", telling me just to buy from a store; i remember the first word of the item she bought being :"Princess" but I forgot the rest, she told me that it only costed her "1550 PHP", but of all prices, why "1550", and notice that it is not something that is commonly used like within the range of "2,3,5,10,50,75,100,125,150..." but rather an uncommon number "1550".

I asked for it again and kind of pleaded for it, but she said "I can't help you" and she seems irritated, she then went down the platform and tried to walk away, but then i grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her back, and then in a blink of an eye, I hugged her.

Upon my surprise, she didn't fought back, she didn't pushed me or yelled. She just held me by the side of my abdomen with both hands as I hugged her, figures maybe her arms were caught stuck as i hugged her. She asked me: "what now?”

And then suddenly everything darken, and in my eyesight, as if the game from a console was paused and the menu was shown, but all I remember seeing was two choices in white, below was a blurred sentence, whilst above reads "I guess summer is going to burn after all", I figured that its somehow like a game, and I was presented a choice of what to say, yet I didn't had a choice, never did. As I decided chosen words, it turns red, and in the real word I really spoke of the sentence as I wake up; "I guess summer is going to burn after all".

"I guess summer is going to burn after all", I don't get it, but it's trivial so it fascinates me. Although the impossibilities about her kind of struck me the hard way: she must've yelled or pushed me away when i hugged her, or rather she should have fought and resisted when i grabbed her shoulder to get her attention. She somehow accepted the hug i forced to do so on her, why?

I guess Sigmund Freud would be laughing at my dream, but then i don't get what's funny or anything that gives me a clue of what could those impossibilities or the trivial quotation means, but i know that all those impossibilities were the things I want; Closure.

"I guess summer is going to burn after all"; to this very day and probably beyond, i live in solitude, away from physical contact from anyone as much as possible.

- A True Story

The 6th Messenger


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Snow Rainbow

Save a penny for a rainy day,
and pray for it to be washed away.
Stare up high up the sky,
and let the stars catch your eye.
The frozen Chirstmas Eve
is warmer than you believe,
if you believe..

Sunny Nights, from Chistmas lights,
oh what a delight.
The intoxicating atmosphere,
Surging everywhere around here.
The lights are so bright,
seen from the satellites.
Turn That frown Upside Down,
ANd Believe, for it's christmas Eve,
It's Christmas eve.

Yesterday is history,
tomorrow is mystery,
but know what today meant,
for it's a present!

Gifts Away, to your loved ones today,
feel the christmas rush,
and see your soulmate blush.
Oh it's hard to believe,
it's christmas eve!

Binary Heaven

Art By: Darink

Feel the plane, permates all inside,
see the logic fight and collide.
Chaos theory and fate it seems,
but i can make anything happen,
in my... dreams...

Cause the sights,
are seen by the satellites,
at the coldest nights,
from slowest flights.
At the high leves of the skyscraper,
of the city of stars.
It seems insane, but
i wrote my wishes in this paper, airplane.
bright light  light, of the dark night,
shines above the clouds.
The pillows so soft, held aloft,
rustling without a sound.

Dreamscape of the wonderland,
questioned it's architectural design,
things never seems dull or bland,
the sun forever shined,
on the other side.
Now that i have seen my Binary Heaven,
and i prefer to stay,
gaze upon the programs i've written,
and watch the fireworks on display.
In here i can be what want to,
i can make everything true.

In the Memory of Zerox: Lost in Time

Lost in Time

Does it have to pass us by?
The time it takes to say goodbye.
Remember the good times we had,
and when ever we're sad.
we'll always have each other to go to,
we could always get help from you.
oh if we can only see,
your next journey,
on your side we'll always be,
because you always helped me,
we are forever family.

- The 6th Messenger

to the Site admin and creator of Warcraft 3 Unlimited, Zerox.
We will always remember you.

Misty Beach, Snow and Sand

Misty Beach, Snow and Sand

Oh a walk on the beach is so heavenly.

I lost my speech, of what i was to see.

Excitement flows though my veins,

As i looked from the plane.

The piano harmonizes with the violin,

And vibrato as it would seem.

The symphony indulges me,

Of the gentle sea.

The waves were cooling, and nice,

Confusing like fire and ice.

A solitude that heals the soul,

A serenity that fills the hole.

The drums have been violent,

As the storms from up ahead.

But still the atmosphere calmed it down,

And wiped away our frowns.

The sun is incredibly cold and refreshing,

And my ice cream was burning.

This moment is picturesque,

Like a montage in my dreams.

But like a picture left in a desk,

Held only by frames as it seems.

The bleeding heart to bear,

I long for that place,

I would like to live there,

 For the rest of my days,

I have nothing left to say,

So take me away.

- The 6th Messenger

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Silent Skybound Sorrow

Silent Skybound Sorrow

When never i pretend

That the wound would mend,

It always gets worse.

Cause every time you came,

Things will snap back the same,

And let nature take it’s course.

When will the bandaids arrive?,

So I’ll survive and feel alive,

Without the nerve, that i deserve.

And to end this day, I’ll fly away.

Silenced by an unknown might,

The gag was unnecessary and too tight.

Cause when one dares of nightmares,

One would think.

Would the world cared, and spared,

Without a blink?

Like a shout to a wall,

Rebounds the call, And weren’t sent.

Even if it has, deep things that meant,

Useless still, and no one cares how you feel,

I would stop for i had enough.

Emptiness inside, i slowly died,

Painful as it seems,

But i grew numb from all this years.

If i can only redeem,

The time i lost of my only dear,

From where i’ am stuck.

Would she ever look back?

-The 6th Messenger

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