A False Hope

A False Hope…
A poem about finite infinity…
By: Julian Corvinus Javier
Date: October 5, 2011 @ 7:19PM GMT +8

I guess it’s now over…
… if not near end…
I’m again mindful and sober…
From this day of ecstasy…
…drunk with pseudo infinite power…
… if not near end…
It’s almost over…

 

I am dead if not dying…
Within myself hardly breathing…
Clarity decimating…
Within myself sanity’s grip is losing…

 

Must have energy…
Must gain more sanity…
From the fumes of insanity…
… that slowly corrupts me…

 

Take my life…
And give me your overflowing vitality…
Your sought for finite infinity…

 

Take my heart…
Just bring me happiness…
Lift me up from this overwhelming sadness…

 

Take my soul…
And bring me soundness…
Take me away from this forlorn madness…

 

Set to forget…
What false power has set…
Within self doubt I am again beset…
My life caught amidst insanity’s net…

 

Transient power depleting…
Slowly fleeting…
Slowly fading…
Into thin air dissipating…
All is but a lucid dream…
A dance with the devil both deadly and fulfilling…

 

My death fast approaching me…
The Red Raven awaits me…

 

The Raven awaits me...


 

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Writing…

Writing…
A Writing Addict’s Shout / Understanding a Writer’s Passion
By: Julian Javier
Date: March 3, 2011 @ 8:26PM GMT +8

I write on every morning…
I write on the afternoon even on the evening…
I write when I’m drunk and while I’m drinking…
I write every time I get the chance…
I even use my pen with my writing as a sword, as a bow and arrow, and as a lance…

I write everywhere as a past time and as a hobby
I write in my kitchen, in my room, in the office, even on the mall’s crowded lobby

I write about anything I can think of…
To convey my deep and sincere emotions…
To describe the concepts of movements and motions…
To describe the process of soil erosion…
To convey feelings of love, romance, and passion…

I write on my notebook and on my computer.
With my black qwerty keyboard or with the black ink bottle with my black quill feather
It doesn’t matter if I write in parchment paper or just plain modern white or yellow paper.

With every line
You should the sign
Of my heart, my feelings, and my love that is always on the line.

Do I love writing?
I love writing!
Am I addicted to writing?
Oh absolutely, I am addicted to writing!
Because I have a passion and a great feeling of loving!

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