I ramble on...then write a poem.

Haha! Season 5 of Smallville has begun! Did anyone watch it? I did! Anyway I was fascinated by the way they presented Clark's discovery of the Fortress of Solitude. That is one part of the Smallville-Superman story that I have been eager to find out how they would put on film, and honestly, I'm not disappointed. One thing about the episode thoug...I believe there should have been 3 Kryptonians searching for Clark who were trapped in that trans-dimensional thingie. Well, maybe the third one is that guy who showed up in the end of the episode (Spike from Buffy.) Oh yeah, i liked the Lana & Clark scene at the hospital towards the end. How Clark indirectly asked Lana it she meant saying she loves her in the barn the day before and how Lana asked Clark back. And of course Clark answered with a kiss instead of words.

Pardon my rambling if it gets incoherent and if I got typos, the screen is currently minimized as my boss ir right behind me. Heheheh.

Of Love And Lust
-rey

Dusk conquers the land
As I watch your silhouette
And the splendor it adds
To the divine sunset.

A shadow of temptation
Triggering an insatiable craving.
Captivated, I am zombified
Body and soul starts raving.

I hold your hand
And feel its warmth.
Compliment it with a kiss,
Fueled by the pyres of my heart.

I wrap you in a warm embrace
And caress your every curve
Teasing your vulnerable spots
Alluring every nerve.

I bear you in a lovers’ carry
And lay you down in bed.
Tuck you inbetween the sheets
And leave a kiss on your forehead.

I slip right beside you
And cross your legs with mine.
I place my arms around you
I kiss your neck, we entwine.

Good night my dear, goodnight.
Blessed am I to see your face
Right before I end this day
Blessed am I to end it with you this way.

Good night my dear, good night.
I reach and turn off the lights.
Good night my dear good night.
Don’t hold your moans and sighs.

...soap operas are bad for you.

...i've been watching too many episodes of American soap operas and now I'm haunted by the stories so much that this poem is well...soap-ish...LOL!



Torn
-rey

hE loved her.
She loved hIm.
He loved her.
She loved him.

He loves her,
She once was with him.
They stayed together.
Until fate's playful whim.

She found hIm.
hE loved her.
She loved hIm.
They stayed together.

Fate felt playful.
Played one more game.
Hurt them till they turned hateful.
Now nothing is the same.

She drowns in tears.
He fills with indignation.
hE boils with frustration.
A recipe for destruction.

With fires of passion
He calls her back.
She thinks not now, not yet.
He thinks, the stage is set.

With hunger for justice
hE calls her back.
She thinks not now, not yet.
Again, hE's heart-broken, upset.

A grand love triangle
Confused and passionate at every angle.
A bomb set to explode.
With the slightest bump on the road.

He asks her
What does hE have that i don't?
She bites her lip and says,
"A passion for loving me."

hE confronts her
What does He have that i don't?
With a heavy heart she answers
"Security, stability."

She hides her face
She doesnt want them to see.
What hE really has
Is her heart & soul entirely.

Or does hE?

If you know better, BE better.

...to a friend who knew better, rest in peace.
...and to those who need a reminder, please be reminded and learn from his mistake.


Live For Tonight (‘Coz Tomorrow Never Comes)
(A tribute to a friend who knew better)
-rey

Begin the night
Head for the light.
Walk through the door
And raise 'em up high.
Conquer the floor
Glide and fly!

The night is young
So blast that song.
Go pump it up
Light that stick.
Sing to the top
And puff the nic!

Night hits its peak
G'nyt to the weak.
Keep moving to the groove
Time for shots and booze.
Go waste the noob
You puke you loose!

The ungodly hours
Time to boost pow'rs.
Take out the pipes
Pour out the powder.
Bring it to a new hype
Hit it and holler!

Dawn beckons
Sing the last song.
Last puffs, last shots.
Last taste of the rocks.
Drive home, see spots
Lights by the train tracks!

Oh fuck.

Sometimes I just get tired

...sometimes i just get tired and stop... oh, and this is NOT for someone but for something, a principle maybe, or an idea, or an effort.....

I Live
-rey

I live.
I laugh.
I love.
Enough.

I live.
I sway.
I feel.
Betrayed.

I live.
I cry.
I try.
Deny.

I live.
I shy.
I quit.
Goodbye.