Your Face In The Clouds

It is amazing to fall gazing

Your face in the clouds

With wide open or shut eyes

Draw a smile

On my dull visage canvas

Gray

Braver than other

 

My reckless mind

Neurotransmitters drive

Surrender

In the freeway conduit

I feel it, new feeling on my skin

It is amazing to fall gazing

Your face in the clouds

 

Clouds full of light

Smoke gets to wide open or shut eyes

Hurting

Wanting

Not your face but your presence

 

Pag-asa, Pag-ibig, Paglaya (Translated)

kartel lion

Real people.  Real Lives.  Real Music

They are independent artists in the Philippines.

This song has never been played in the local radio stations.

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Hope Love Freedom

 

Hoping… Loving… Liberation…

Songs wandering through the air… blowing

I hope you understand

When it comes

It comes with feelings

With advice

Chorus | Joswha:

To utter the melody of hope…  love… freedom!

Historical song of hope… love… freedom!

VERSE1 | Ilaya:

Music reflects the feelings

Of happiness

Reflects our grief

Sometimes tickles

The mind that travels in the absence

Expresses the thoughts of the writer

That would publish awakened thoughts

Moves with the smash of instruments

Bureau of art is narrating

The opportune events

Not to deceive a longing spirit

But to provoke attention

Chorus | Joswha:

To utter the melody of hope…  love… freedom!

Historical song of hope… love… freedom!

VERSE2 | Tala:

Art with significance is momentous

A field wrought by experience

Created to leave a trace

For few awakened mentality to step over

To educate those left blind

Although rarely ever heard (this song) of most

Absolute freedom

Demands by ordinary people who yearns to feel comfort

But there are few warriors to appoint

Chorus | Joswha:

To utter the melody of hope…  love… freedom!

Historical song of hope… love… freedom!

Hope… Love… Liberation…

Songs wandering through the air… blowing

I hope you understand

When it comes

It comes with feelings

With advice

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This is the first track, the stories continue on to the rest of the songs in the album.

You can download this song for free, here

Eternally Grateful

The flow of verses comes from my rhythmic body
Dancing to the beat of soulful percussion
While plucking the melodic strings of juxtaposition
My hands are like firework ready for explosion

Shhhh
Boom!
My head against the gravity
I couldn’t measure
Looking
Straight up
Eyes locked
In the dark night light of admiration
I am grateful
For the unseen standing ovation
For the inauspicious visages of impersonation

Fueled to run through time with eloquence
I lay and stretch the creative threads
The whitest and lightest feathers
That delight imagination
Senses
Emotions
Again, I am grateful
For the unseen standing ovation
For the inauspicious visages of impersonation
For the interval you steal from your hectic schedule
Again, and will always be grateful

 

Grayer than Gray Noon

Grayer than gray noon
Birds are chirping happily
Dogs are barking cautiously
Chimes outside the door are welcoming
Serenading
The eyes to a new blissful memory
With the wind that blows gracefully

Grayer than gray noon
Lying here musing
In surreal atmosphere
Tickling my inner skin
Falling
Wide awake
Daydreaming

Grayer than gray noon
Sunshine’s caressing my face
In a familiar place
Surrounded by strange
Form of love
I see doves
Flying through my left ear
Straight to a clear view of what is real

Grayer than gray noon
Time is passing
Leading to dry, of this high
Abandoned sly
Waves on and off the sea shore
Same goes to a man’s traitor

Battalion of faith could save
A soul from its undeserved grave

 

To the Ghouls in Paradise

They are the stout ghouls in paradise precious beads
That stride like rotten creed of pure evil creation
Nature’s vilest oxymoron
Come on!
I’m inviting all of you to my humble home
“Have you eaten?” as I welcome you
Like mostly do
I have so much to offer
A grand buffet service
As my appreciation of your flamboyant injustice
Menu:
Aromatic food from a maggot-slimed dumpster
Drinks concocted from sweat of senseless and endless poverties
Hollers of the helpless echo is the atrocious background music
Stories that will make you cry with no tears
This is the exact menu plan you serve to my country men
I am not patriotic
Nor idiotic
To see
Smell
Hear
Taste
And
Feel
All obscure sorrow and pain
That lingers through the tropical thin air
I could not bear to sit any longer
Oh how much I wanted to ambush each of you
One at a time
Strangle your fucking necks
With my invisible cloak
Until you all choke
From your pungent vomit
Then cut your eyelids
You’ll never ever blink
Bleed to dry
Even your saints and gods
Want to see you
Slowly die a million times
With wide open eyes
To see all of you agonize in your mists of surrender
Screaming all our names
Our conscience will never bother
White sands underneath your feet
Witnessed
How you rip inch by inch
Our dreams, hopes and spirit
Why are we still breathlessly standing?

Intoxicated Thoughts

I sat on a chair of melancholy
Uncomfortably picked,
Hammered and strummed the guitar
As my ears breathlessly catching the melody
Through the sound of teardrops of the clouds
Teardrops were splatting and cursing
Out of the window pane
Screaming my name

A cookie
Wrapped in a glittery plastic
As I open
A lovely mournful memory
Exploded on my hand
Scattered even on the ground
I dived in
To swallow all my mouth could grab
Even the crumbs

Raised my glass of faith
Sipped
And in no time
Intoxicated
Thoughts never quenched
The thirst of misunderstood shadow
Truths maybe shallow
Deeper is hollow
Dark embrace
Holds me in place
To outplay
The endless maze of the absence