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Friday, January 17, 2014

Key of Adventure



I took a walk under the night sky,
And stumbled upon the tallest wall,
I examined the wall like a secret spy,
And found the smallest keyhole.

I wonder what's behind the wall,
Could giants walk across the land,
Or maybe the most wicked of all,
Or maybe just a girl in the sand.

Along the tallest wall of all,
A tree stand brave and tall,
I walked around the tree to see,
Under the roots, a hidden key.

I took the key and looked so close,
I saw a carved emblem of old,
Mysteriously, the emblem fades,
The moment I touch it, it erased.

And so I tried that secret key,
Into the keyhole, small as it be,
It fits, oh wait where is the door?
How can you open this sturdy wall.

Oh what's this I'm feeling weird,
My mind, my body, disappeared,
In a blink of an eye, I'm in a world,
Different from where I came before.

[A new key, a new adventure :)]
5 Edrian: 2014 I took a walk under the night sky, And stumbled upon the tallest wall, I examined the wall like a secret spy, And found the smallest ke...

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Fantasy Story Concept #1 - 2

I woke up on a green field filled with colorful flowers and butterflies. I stood up and looked around. Finally I found a small hut just a few hundred meters north. I decided to walk towards the hut. Little by little, the environment gradually changed. The place is turning brown and the flowers are slowly dying. The closer I get to my destination, the creepier it gets. At a 100 paces away, dead trees starts to grow from the ground. It's as if they were burrowed underground. Eventually these trees blocked the direct path. It's like I'm in a different place now.

There was an open path to the left and to the right. I've thought it over and finally decided to take the left path since I feel that the right path seems too "right". At first, I came across in these weird looking woods. It’s full of lifeless willows that looks like Halloween carved on its bark. Between the trees is a path. I don't know where it will lead me but this is my only choice not to get lost although I'm also not sure. For some reason, I feel like I have been walking in circles. This time, the path led me to where I once was, in the fork. It's weird that I took the left path and went out into the path to the right. I decided to stop going in to the forest and return back to the green fields. I walk and walk but suddenly, the path changed. I don't remember walking this path before. Since I have no choice, I followed the path between the trees and guess what? I'm back on the fork. It seems that I'm pretty much lost in here forever. I don't know where to go or how to get out. It’s insane that no matter how you progress, no matter which path you take, you always come back to where you started.


[This is a continuation of the fantasy story I made last time. Sorry if my english sucks. I don't have a title for the story yet. If you would like to suggest, please feel free to comment below.]

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5 Edrian: 2014 I woke up on a green field filled with colorful flowers and butterflies. I stood up and looked around. Finally I found a small hut just a f...

Monday, January 13, 2014

Fantasy Story Concept #1

A cold breeze enters the room. Sounds from thin raindrops can be heard from the roof. I took the blanket from the drawer, compressed myself, and put it on. The temperature made me sleepy. Gradually, I fell asleep.

I woke up with no memories whatsoever of what happened before and what I'm going to expect to happen next. I feel like I'm a different person than what my previous self was. I was in a new world but I don't recognize it as new. Instead, I feel like I've been living in this world for a long time. I felt like I knew this world long ago. Am I dreaming? I can't tell.

I heard an explosion at five o'clock from where I am facing. I turn my head around and took a peek. The next thing I saw is there are fishes swimming with no water towards me.

"What the hell?" I said.

At first, there were only a handful of fish but moments later, a whole school is swimming (or should I say flying) towards me. The fishes from what I’ve seen are being chased by a huge wave of flame. It's like a tidal wave or a tsunami of fire.

I ran together with the fishes. They move faster and swifter than me. I was too slow that the fire eventually caught up on me. The weird part about it is that it didn't burn when the fire touched my body. The fire is cold, freezing cold. It's like being alone under a raging blizzard. I eventually became unconscious.

[Some random stuff I came up with. Eventually, I might turn this into an interesting story.]
5 Edrian: 2014 A cold breeze enters the room. Sounds from thin raindrops can be heard from the roof. I took the blanket from the drawer, compressed myself...

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Dusk Memory



A solemn sea out of the blue,
Reflects my happy memory of you,
A flashback of sweet romance,
Flows through my mind like sands in a glass.

The sea is calm just like my heart,
The beat is like a love song's start,
The calm blue sky shifts to indigo,
Cause time goes by, remember me so.
5 Edrian: 2014 A solemn sea out of the blue, Reflects my happy memory of you, A flashback of sweet romance, Flows through my mind like sands in ...

Saturday, January 11, 2014

A Ghost's Cry

Cold eyes, cold world,
Seeing wandering souls of old,
Oh how I wish oh how I might,
I could ignore this creepy sight.

I wonder why she stares at me,
My face, my reflection in her eyes I see,
Her emotionless face just gives me fever,
I close my eyes so I see never.

Her face, her image I visualize,
Her stare to me, as cold as ice,
Her eyes painted in crimson red,
What's on my mind? I think she's dead.

A massive fear stood on my side,
I cannot run, I'm frozen inside,
And then she whisper her words to me,
I listened to her, now I see.

A ghost I am, don't be afraid,
I won't hurt you, please hear me say,
Yes I am dead but I need your help,
I wish to bid this world farewell.

But I can't go unless I'm free,
My body was hidden somewhere in a tree,
Please help me out, go find me,
I'll tell you my story so you'll know me.

I was born somewhere where hills grow,
Somewhere between where land was low,
A wooden house that's where I dwell,
Outside you'll see there was a well.

I was at home when I died,
My father held a pointed knife,
It was that night that scarred my memory,
But I don't know why he wanted to kill me.

It's not alcohol or drugs, he wasn't even drunk,
There's something he's hiding that I can't figure out,
Oh why on earth it has to be me,
I lived a hard life, but I was happy.

Now you know my story, please help me out,
I was waiting for you for the 20th year now,
Uncover the mystery of why I died,
And find my remains, and bless it with the light.



- looks like I need a picture to justify this story.
5 Edrian: 2014 Cold eyes, cold world, Seeing wandering souls of old, Oh how I wish oh how I might, I could ignore this creepy sight. I wonder w...

Friday, January 10, 2014

It was saturday in Manila


It was a bright sunny day,
I'm trying to do my way,
Saturday at its best,
Hope it ends fast.
5 Edrian: 2014 It was a bright sunny day, I'm trying to do my way, Saturday at its best, Hope it ends fast.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

As I Walk Randomly

So I walk around and around,
Feeling the warmth of the world,
Seeing and hearing things and sounds,
Without fear upon the high roads.

As I walk by a street full of flowers and stuff,
Also stumble on a place where I see people’s crafts,
Along the road of nothing but green,
It was a peaceful day or so it seems.

The cold breeze blew into my nose,
And sends me chilling up to the bones,
I wasn't afraid, I must face the world,
It’s what I want, that’s why I’m bold.

So far it’s been an empty white place,
With nothing but cold flakes and haze,
A winter wonderland of frozen rain,
Which calms my mind and eases my pain.

Sands on the shore, what a solemn place,
And yes it’s warm, relaxation phase,
The sea is big, the sky is blue,
You know that place where coconuts grew.


And so I ran towards that big ocean room,
And swam over a mile from shore,
The warmth of the sea melts my cold desires,
My wandering mind, the fuel of the fire.




This poem reminds me of my innocence, my failures, and the accomplishments that I made in my life.
5 Edrian: 2014 So I walk around and around, Feeling the warmth of the world, Seeing and hearing things and sounds, Without fear upon the high roads...
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