Handprints on my glass

Fly Smoke They went behind the garage for a fly smoke From end to end The weightless fog enfolded the exquisite air They were too high on the happy side It was either crime, the basketball, music or love They chose love over all A spoon for their hungry souls. And above them is this quiet man Staring at them like a sightless one in a canopy Anguished as he recalled his younger days A lad, wild and free, he was too high then on the happy side It was either crime, the basketball, music or love He chose love over all But look what happened to his soul: ------------------------------- His heart beats speed up Like adrenaline flows And mixed with his blood The smoke fades away As fog at a snail’s pace disappeared A devil’s face grinned at him Like a thousand lights in a night beam. He saw the young gal in the street Alone, a helpless fresh meat He chose love over all Love she never asked or wished for She yelled for help, she cried and cried He saw her face li...

You showed me charming scenery of magic peaks and dazzling sunshine above the clear and blue waves Below your comfort lying the golden and fertile field With double rainbow in the sky when you were born Aside from the golden spoon in your big mouth Indeed, you are a legend, a god to your tribe. You can cure illness and you can spread it too You can cap the mountain white and the sky blue You can control weather, you make the cloud falls, the wind stops and the sun gleams as well But at the end of the day the darkness thrives And you will realize that you’re just an idol and not a God. You are human with limits on time and power You will never stay on top forever Believe me it is just fantasy living here Pretending to be brave amid growing fears For there is another side of life waiting for us-- A different stage, just platform somewhere over there.

In the beginning when He said, "Let there be light," On Earth, on this planet Out of the sheer darkness The sun rose over the mountain, The moon shone over the harbor And the stars twinkled in our eyes. In the middle of the night When hope lying soundly dead When knees bended and tears shed Where the eyes that could only see Are from the pillows on my bed, Seems unanswered prayer In a cold and bleak weather. And out of this dangerous world Where the matter met the time and space There is my God who is unlimited The answer is here On His own spell and pace With His infinite power and mercy On His timing will pour unto me. My God has no limits And exceedingly great Above matter, time and space My Limitless God who's power is boundless Unmeasurable by any measurements His timing is like an accurate scale in complicated math And a perfect steer in perilous path.

In the Cornfield of sadness I cannot walk A Drinking Boy thirsty for delight A silent and loner man who never talked Petrified I am and timid in my own flight. Embracing my heart without fervor is vain Feeding my soul without zeal is certainly wasted Just adding grieve to my core full of pain Heaven on earth, flavorful yet never been tasted. Running out of happy thoughts to think I cannot fly high in the middle of struggle and tussle From the highest hill to deepest lake I sink But strived back to the land and return to the battle. Read and see my soul in my first sorrow Inflict a blade of pain to my wounds deeper To the green corn moon I eagerly stare for tomorrow Chance and glee to God I will whisper. Understand and ease my strife Cleanse my spirit by your wonderful heart Regret is when I look back over my life But your love eases my trouble and doubt. In the Cornfield of sadness I once walked Conquering mind is what I got And lovely and beautiful soul Blo...

Natuto akong magtiis ng hirap Naranasan kong lumuha at mahapis Nasaktan ako sa maraming dalita’t lungkot Wala na akong dapat ikatakot Namanhid na ako sa sakit Kung ano pa ang darating sa buhay Di ako mananamlay Sa pananalig at paglilingkod sa Iyo Nalampasan ko ang lahat ng pighati Ang mga hilahil, pagsubok at bagabag Sa awa’t tulong at pagmamahal Mo. Maraming tao ang napapahamak Maraming sa Iyo ay di nakakakilala Sapagkat sa mga diyus-diyosan sila’y sumasamba Sa mga imahe at larawan Na inanyuan ng mga tao lamang Hindi sa ispiritu at katotohanan Ako ay mapalad at pinili Mo mula sa karamihan Na ang bilang ay tulad sa mga buhangin sa dagat Inililigtas Mo ako sa lahat ng uri ng kasamaan Ikaw oh Ama, ang nakilala kong iisang Diyos na tunay Espiritu sa kalagayan Ang Pinakamarunong at Pinaka-makapangyarihan Simula ng aking kabataan, naranasan ko na ang Iyong patnubay At ang mga himala Mo na nangyari sa aking buhay. Ikaw ang May-ari ng aking buhay at lakas Ikaw ang Ma...

12 Gates of Knowing Original version (2001) Slight Revision (2017) Gate 1, Be Sweet; Janus Artelius opened the door Wanted to dance on my floor Instead she sang 8 Days a Week But she was so pale and so weak She demanded me to be sweet As I was as innocent as a sheep Recipient of a letter-- stay as salty as you are Demanding as she wanted me to fly so high She left me by writing Goodbye Plagiarized lyrics from Air Supply. Gate 2, Be Jealous; Charity Aid walked along my Winding Road She came to me so gorgeous and bold While I wanted to walk in Penny Lane Just that so simple and plain Popularized by the Fabulous Four I have reached the highest score I crossed the bridge as I stepped there But I guessed, got my fair share When I saw her laughing with another kid I never begged for love or even through a bid. Gate 3, Be Cautious; Yankee Doodle knocked on the heaven’s gate And she squarely walked in the very sharp blade She smiled and sat on my lap With a nerv...

You recall when you sat on the floor She opened the door And asked you, “What’s on your mind?” The Bishop riding a Horse While the Queen glances as the King eats And the hand takes the shit “Want to see a piece of my mind?” You said, when she smiled and replied, “Yeah, what’s the piece on your mind?” You kissed your queen like a brave-heart king Like there is no other queen Staring at your aqua blue screen When the million stars like a supernova sting Emerging, burning, gliding, exploding In the distressed sky Where all the cores sauté and fry Yet she’s grinning and pleased; Electrified with made-up bliss.