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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The Red Raven’s Song

The Red Raven’s Song
The Song of the Watchman…
The Official Poem of This Blog
By: Julian Corvinus Javier
Date: September 15, 2011 @ 1:43PM GMT +8
 

Remember, remember…
Memento Mori…
Nothing lasts forever…
Remember your mortality…

 

I am the red raven.
Red is my lustre…
…and Black is my plumage…
My duty is to deliver your soul…
To carry you to the afterlife…

 

Perched on the tree of your life…
I am there sitting…
I am there watching…
I am there waiting…
For your life’s inevitable demise…

 

In your final moments, your darkest hour…
While your life passes before your eyes…
While death creeps slowly through your veins to devour…
while you’re struggling, fighting for your the last gasps of air to breath…
At the time of your mortal life’s end…

 

I will be there perched on your life’s tree…
I will be there sitting…
I will be there watching…
I will be there waiting…

 

Remember, remember…
Memento Mori…
Nothing lasts forever…
Remember your mortality…

 

I will be there in your last moments…
In that moment, I will race to you quickly…
With my talons, I will snag your soul…
…Swiftly, separating your soul from your mortal body…

 

In the blink of an eye…
Your long torment…
Your ardent struggle…
Will end instantly…

 

The next time you wake…
Will be a new a new life, a new beginning…
Immortal and unending…

 

In your final hour till your last moment…
When I come forth do not be in lament…
Be at peace when you catch a glimpse of me landing…
On a tree watching you while perching…
For I have come to end your life’s painful tormenting…
To attend to your pain, your long and arduous suffering…

 

The Official Red Raven Logo and Poem

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Allow Me

Allow Me…
Give Me Your Hand…
By: Julian Javier
Date: August 18, 2011 @ 7:00AM GMT +8
 

Give me your hand…
Let me take you…
Let me walk with you…
… and make footprints in the sand with you …

 

Give me your hand…
Let me take you…
Let me walk with you…
… to a special place made just for me and you …

 

Feel my heart…
Feel my frailty…

 

Feel my soul…
Feel my serenity…

 

Feel my love…
Feel my sincerity…

 

Run, jump, and fly high with me…
Let loose your fears!
Travel with me across galaxies…
Let loose your fears!
I’m with you and you’re with me…

 

Amidst my darkness, see my speck of light…
Let me make you smile…
Let me teach you how to fly…
So, give me your hand…
… and let me hold it tight…

 

Against all hardships…
Let us both stand tall…
Allow me and let me catch you when you fall…

 

Give Me Your Hand...


 

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Fire Water

Fire Water
A Tanka Poem about the Sensation that Vodka brings…
By: Julian Javier
Date: May 14, 2011 @ 10:00PM GMT +8
 

Vodka and cold ice…
Cruising through my throat smoothly…
Like water and fire…
Warm and cool at the same time…
Vodka relaxes my soul…

 

The Heaven that Fire and Water brings enlightens me...


 

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The Undying

The Undying
Seeing through the eyes of the Immortal Observer
By: Julian Javier
Date: May 13, 2011 @ 9:27AM GMT +8
 

The Immortal


 

Immortal.
That’s what they call me.
The exiled; The unknown…

 

Walking past men through the centuries.
Friendship, Love, and Compassion.
Rivalry, Hate, and Anger.
Loss of Hope and Death.
Honor and Resolve.
Liberty and Justice.
Pride, Injustice, and Prejudice.
The difference between Transparency and Hypocrisy.

 

Greed… Man’s thirst to take from another.
Murder… Men conspiring to kill another.
War… Man’s Blood Lust and Hunger for more Power.

 

Walking amidst this earth for more than a thousand years.
My eyes has witnessed them all.
Seeing my loved ones while they were still young.
Until they grow old and leave this earth.
Now, i had no more tears to shed.
In the end, I am all alone.
Watching over men as they destroy one another.
Watching earth bleed slowly is kind of depressing.
They fear that which they do not know.
And go to war blinded by their false hopes.
A never ending cycle of love and war.
A never ending desire to destroy and rebuild.
A never ending cycle of pride, honor, horror, suffering, and shame.
Trying to accomplish what they do not understand.
A violently unending cycle.
I pity them as I pity myself.
We are no different from one another.
We are just the same shameless beings.
Making a mockery of principles and ideals.
Spitting to honor’s face.

 

I am the Immortal, the undying, the exiled, the unknown…
Seeing men shame themselves using honor as a facade
has turned my heart to steel.
Without feeling, without remorse.
No more tears, no more fears.

 

I will continue on watching these men.
As they walk the plank towards extinction.
Alone.
Watching over from a distance.

 

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Archangel Azrael

Archangel Azrael
The Archangel of Death; The Grim Reaper
by: Julian Javier
Date: April 25, 2011 @ 1:48AM GMT+8
 

Laid to rest, bedridden, dying…
Your soul’s time is fast approaching…
With your last efforts to keep on breathing…
Flashing before your eyes is your life in the land of the living…

 

In his black book of life and death…
Where every record of your life from your first till your last breath…
Where all men’s names and deeds are kept…
For today’s bidding your name is all that’s left…

 

Now, He with wings of black is before you standing…
Waiting to escort your soul to its final place of resting…
Question is, will you be in the land of wailing and eternal suffering?
or will you be in the land of milk and honey forever hearing angels singing?

 

To escort you to your rightful place, forlorn or uplifting, is a must…
There will be no return, in these words you can trust…
Judgement shall be passed to both the righteous and the unjust…
There will be no exceptions, in these words you can trust…

"Judgement shall be passed to both the righteous and the unjust..."

“In your final hours… in the afterlife…
There is only black or white, yes or no, upward or downward…
There is no gray area, there is no maybe, there is no middle…
Heaven or Hell… That’s all there is to it…
Always remember that judgement shall be passed to both the righteous and the unjust…”
– Julian Javier on Life, Death, and the Afterlife

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Your Kiss

Your Kiss
A Tanka Poem about a lover’s kiss
By: Julian Javier
Date: April 12, 2011 @ 2:34PM GMT+8

Like a summer breeze…
Your kiss gently touched my heart…
Hot and cool at once…
A kiss that my soul longed for…
Giving me deep contentment…

"flowers bloomed in my heart and soul when we kissed..."

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