"If you take any activity, any art, any discipline, any skill, take it and push it as far as it will go, push it beyond where it has ever been before, push it to the wildest edge of edges, then you force it into the realm of MAGIC " ---Tom Robbins

Wednesday 24 December 2014

Dawn Mass



Photo Credits: Google images- www.clubbnb.com


As dawn painted the sky pitch dark,
Nine days prior Christmas, they mark
Wake up before the sun is high
Pitch dark, the dawn colored the sky

When cock crows cock-a-doodle-doo
Though feel sleepy in morning dew
Tic-tac, 3 a.m., the clock draws
Cock-a-doodle-doo, when cock crows

Everyone is getting ready
Heading to the church so early
Though breeze blew cold and makes bone chills
Getting ready, everyone is

Young may time be, streets are busy
Smell of rice cakes makes you hungry
Outside the cathedral you’ll see
Streets are busy, young may time be

Attend mass, keep spirit alive
People of different walks of life
To hear gospel they never pass
Keep spirit alive, attend mass

A little sacrifice, they say
O’ grant our wishes, God we pray
Complete nine rites, receive good prize
They say: “a little sacrifice”

This tradition never weakens
Hope to believers it brightens
For Christ this faithful devotion
Never weakens, this tradition




©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad (Jhelchemy) 2014 




Sunday 23 November 2014

Journal 01: The Fall


Photo credits from Zedge Wallpapers


What would I feel? Knowing this sad fact, I can’t even cry. The feeling I can’t even explain. It’s plain. Maybe the truth that unfolds has not sunk in my system yet. Delayed reaction? Yes, I presume. Maybe by the next 2 hrs or 4 hours it might drown my emotions. Guess I've been numbed. I was sedated by my own nerves so as not to feel the foreseen pain. This time again, I fall. Fell into the deep. This was the truth. The regrettable truth. The truth that arrive in a surprisingly unsurprisingly way. Here I am again facing the fall. The truth of the matter is I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what and how to react. Who to blame? There’s no one but I. 

On this journey, I was alone. I courageously took the change of route by myself. To prove I have something more to give myself. I have dreamed. A dream so big that hearten me to take chances and embrace changes. “When you want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve It”, they say so, and I so much believe in that. I so much anticipate that. The world will conspire but why did they left me? But I guess my fate doesn't favor me. I tried to reach it, I took the risk, and I waited and prayed a lot. I sacrifice everything for this, the time, effort, every ounce of little things I could offer… just for this? 

Now I’m starting to question, am I wrong? Am I bad? How come everything has fallen apart? How come this happen, when I only chase what I think is right and I thought to be a right path for me? But still I can’t cry. I feel the heaviness in my heart but it was stoned. My mind overwhelmed that it couldn't think. Guess my body is protecting me from the negativeness that the truth has spanked me. I could feel the sadness and the hurt slowly running my veins but couldn't tear my eye enough. Is this the bravely me still keeping the guts of courage? I’m done. Make or break, and I had just broken it.

Tomorrow, what about tomorrow? What will be in store for me after tomorrow? Will I ever see tomorrow? It hurts. It’s piercing me now, deepening every second.  What am I going to do tomorrow? I am a person who always has the next plan for every situation. However for this, how come I can’t produce one? I can’t move. I can feel my body weakening. Catatonic, I could describe. I am silently grieving, hideous. No one knows what I am currently undertaking. 

YOU know I am by myself; it’s only YOU I can trust. It’s only YOU who knows everything, but why did you abandon me? why you let me fall? I am sorry. I don’t mean to blame. It’s just that I can’t understand why this is happening. Why to ME? Why always ME? All I just want is a better life. I haven’t step on anyone. I apologize for me being a cut throat bitch, ambitious. If chasing a dream is a crime, then why in the first place you allowed me? Have I misread the signs? I hate myself. I hate me being stupid. I did all my best, my very best. All my life I fight for every challenge YOU gave me. I struggle long enough that I come this far. I worked for everything that I want; I never got everything so easily. Why can’t I be fitted to everything? I am a long lost soul who keeps fighting, trying to fit in. Am I destined for nothing?

I fell... on a free fall... into a vast of space far deep. Not knowing if there's a ground beneath. All I can see now is the dimness. All I can feel is loneliness and fear, fear of might not seeing the ground, fear of falling still in the air, floating. Will there be anyone or anything that would save me? That I don't know. All I need now are PRAYERS. Yes, maybe... will you?



©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 



Sunday 16 November 2014

My Mind Is Boggled


Photo credits to Yahoo Images: old.alkemica.net

My mind is boggled
Difficult to understand
It desires everything
Makes me hard to choose one

My mind is boggled
It contests with the heart
A cut-throat that controls over
Now, I can’t decide right

My mind is boggled
A pain in the ass
It thinks of worries
How can I make it stop?

My mind is a boggled
So hard to please
A maze of confusion
You had me totally bleed

My mind is boggled
It’s driving me mad
Half positive, half negative
Nah! They weigh alike

My mind is boggled
Ranting with words
More to scold, more to dictate
I’m completely plague

My mind is boggled
Critically, it’s overloaded
Any moment it may explode,
Might as well, I, drastically, explode too.


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014




Thursday 30 October 2014

The Verdict

http://jhelchemy.blogspot.com/2014/10/the-verdict.html


My hands are cold and my heart is pounding wild,
Like a total hysteria running through my mind.
Knees shakes as this scares the life out of me.
I had it all done but it's not me for the final say.
To wait is the hardest still I should obey.
Pressures on leveling rise,
Tomorrow or the next more 'morrows,
I will soon learn the prize.
Did I make it or break it?
What will they going to declare?
Win it, then my future would be bright...
Lose it, congrats for I'll be the great crack!
Damn! I couldn't stand a restart.
If that is, I be getting myself into suicide.
Everyone's piercing eyes on me now,
With their mocking brows lifted high.
Today's emotion all mixed up.
Hope I wake up in this long nap.
Time is running so fast.
This weight of waiting is driving me mad,
Leaving me each day an insomniac.
Did I make it good or not?
I really can't recognize.
God, please, don't leave me on this sad flight.
May your will always be done.
Future's unclear, days drawing near;
Soon the judgement will be proclaim...
Will it be the end of my game?



©copyrighted by: Jelyn Piad (Jhelchemy) 2014








Sunday 21 September 2014

Captive

http://jhelchemy.blogspot.com/2014/09/captive.html

Enslaved by the past and now tortured,
Tortured by the truth of the present
Present that seems to scorn
Scorn in a way of keeping stationary
Stationary still which kills me in vain
Vain of waiting for a future progress
Progress that leads to frustration
Frustration that roped me to madness
Madness that locked me to depression
Depression of being hopeless
Hopeless from unenviable mishaps
Mishaps that despaired me to question
Question of “whys?” and a lot more whys
Why I am still stranded?
Stranded to nowhere
Nowhere can I be fitted to a chance?
Chance to the best I deserve?
Deserve, for I have been struggling long enough
Enough! It should be enough because I've done a lot!
Lot of sacrifices, lot of battling, a lot of my best
Best of standing strong, but guess I’m tired,
Tired of trying, of fighting and of chasing
Chasing for a trance I can’t seemed to reach.
Reach? How can I when I’m stuck?
Stuck in this chains of ill fate
Fate that smother me tightly
Tightly that I couldn't breathe,
Breathe from suffocation in this air of uncertainties
Uncertainties as to when to surpass
Surpass this merciless prison
Prison I wanted to escape.
Escape to break me free from this curse
Curse of being captive in misery.


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 




Monday 15 September 2014

Alpha


Dark dims the winter solstice night,
A Moon’s full facade shone bright
From mountain’s peak creeps the fright,
Stands the mightiest amongst the knight

Numerous combat won,
He stood fierce for all the pawns
With clever mind he led the tribe
An authority without a bribe

Fierce, strong, righteous and never would falter
To the pack of furs, he was the father
Howls with gallantry and louder
A chivalry like no other

The strong lived, weak perishes…
Rule of nature’s wild proclaims,
He defines no fear and gains superiority
Demonstrates unyielding courage in face of adversity

To the battleship he’s the formidable opponent,
A legacy left by a great knighthood,
Far long ago when the dusk never get too cold,
Where blood ooze… injury down poured

The end of hunt stated,
Last howling heard,
Cry shed tears to the whole pack he led
Yes! a territory been maintained & victory was freed

But unfortunate for the main,
Lying lifeless beside his dame
He died with honor, an act of valor
Respect rewarded to brave ace warrior

As the lunar eclipse lights the sky
Where the stars shine brightly high
A salute growling echoed the cliff
For the brave captain cavalier of the wild, the Alpha





©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 


Sunday 24 August 2014

Six Feet Underneath

Created: August 24, 2014

My First ever Fibonacci Poem:

Photo Courtesy of Writer's Oasis WW#12

Tired!

I


Rove to


Find solace


Six feet underneath


Raising white flag above the earth


Break free from brutal weights of human castigation


Resigning from the dogma of futile sacrifices and grueling battles unwon


Distant feeling the breeze of tranquility laid comfort my weary soul into a peaceful sleep, right here the green lawn, six feet underneath.


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 





Thursday 21 August 2014

O’ Mistress Of The Ocean

Created: August 18, 2014

My Entry which I originally posted first for G+ Writer's Oasis Community's Word Wednesday #11

http://jhelchemy.blogspot.com/2014/08/o-mistress-of-ocean.html
Photo courtesy of Writer's Oasis WW#11


A Forlorn fate that was!
Witness by a critic’s eye
A beauty once adored
Abandoned bleak onto the shore


What have they done to thee?
O’ mistress of the ocean


Thy glamorous kingdom in the deep wrecked,
Those colorful garden corals of yours turned grey,
Your magnificent haven down under shattered
Cyanide and dynamite destroyed your majestic bed


What have they done to thee?
O’ mistress of the ocean


Your serene neighborhood transformed to chaos
Your dearest family put to extinction
Not a sound of lovely siren but a shriek can now be heard
There they are, floating thru the waves cold and dead


What have they done to thee?
O' mistress of the ocean


I had witness thy agony,
It’s heartbreaking to see
The kindness of thee been exploited,
A victim of lust and greed


What have they done to thee?
O' mistress of the ocean


Dressed you with sorts of dirt
Blanketed with dark grease
Fed you with toxic wastes,
And suffocates the air you breathe


What have they done to thee?
O' mistress of the ocean


You’ve given everyone’s a bounty,
Yet they treated you harshly
You’re exquisiteness faded
Alas, your friend mankind brought you the burden!



©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 


Sunday 20 July 2014

Journey To Far East

Created: July 19, 2014

A special dedication to my sisters at heart, Shy, Tsin and Hope...

 


When you feel you’re stuck
Hold on, wait and have faith
Things happen for a purpose, for a certain reason...
You've been doing well, so well; leave it to God and relax.
Poke me and together we’ll chase luck

Remember our journey,
The palms and the dates...
Take a look back and remember how,
You've been there, and you've been optimistic then

…We travel through the sky when turbulence is high
…We land to a terrain where the sun burned skin hot
…We face sand storms, but we’re never washed out
…We've prayed and held hands then everything’s turned right
Held your head up as soon we will soar high


When you feel terrified,
Buckle up and shake it off
Cross your eyes and meditate
Fear is just a mindset,
Grab my hand, I’ll held it tight

Remember our journey,
The dead odd land and the black cloaks...
Take a look back and remember how,
You've been there, and you've been brave then

…We travel through the sky when turbulence is high
…We land to a terrain where the sun burned skin hot
…We face sand storms, but we’re never washed out
…We've prayed and held hands then everything’s turned right
Held your head up as we will soar high


When everything’s downcast now
Breathe it out and take a puff
Call me up, a friend and a sister,
I’ll be lending ears until it subsides
Cheer up, you've experienced tougher than that.

Remember our journey,
The dessert and the camels,
Take a look back and remember how
You've been there, and you've been hopeful then

…We travel through the sky when turbulence is high
…We land to a terrain where the sun burned skin hot
…We face sand storms, but we’re never washed out
…We've prayed and held hands then everything’s turned right
Held your head up as soon we will soar high


My sisters, my jeweled friends
It is not by chance that we all meet up,
Strangely we've clicked, perhaps destiny brought us up
Fortunate for us that we've found ourselves in a voyage together
To learn, to fail, to stand, to be independent, to dream and to be
strong

As life continues, our trip never ends…
We may caught ourselves on a different paths,
Riding on a different plane or bus
But never will I forget our circle of truth,
And forever will…


Remember our journey,
To the middle of the earth far away east
And will always take a look back and remember how
We've been there, and how lucky and strong we survive there

…We travel through the sky when turbulence is high
…We land to a terrain where the sun burned skin hot
…We face sand storms, but we’re never washed out
…We've prayed and held hands then everything’s turned right
So smile, prepare to hold your head up as soon we will soar high!


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 






Thursday 17 April 2014

Poison Ivy

Created:  April 06, 2014



Why can’t you trust a bush of perfectly typical marvel kind?
From the nature of it why wouldn't I?
Seemingly tame and pleasantly convincing
Think I’ll going to make a try
Pretty much alluring maybe I’m hypnotized


Harsh that It can be notice on an instance,
Unfair that the kind of tameness outside…
Is just a cunning cloistered hypocrisy within?
Perfectly deposed to enchant a gullible innocence
Who can’t be bewitched by the irresistible charm?


That look of benign timidity you may never be known
Have got a power of tragedy, who would have thought?
It doesn't bite but never get too near for it tightly clings
It has an exceptional way of murder, a silent killer
Touch it not or you’ll be sick


Too much closeness is precarious, just for a warn
Its sticky sap will get you stuck, thorns pricked you all through out.
Befriend it not or you’ll get hives
If lucky enough, welcome the sting on your nerves
As its irritating toxicity leads you to anaphylactic shock


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 







Saturday 1 March 2014

Spiritual Investment


Created: January 27, 2014


Loud and proud, Oh dear Lord, my innovator;
I would repeatedly utter,
Your heavenly intercession had been the assets of my spiritual strength.
For each and every cell of my filthy sinner soul, 
you brought an immense purification.
A Godly innovation of no high-priced salary could ever quantify.


It is my job therefore, 
that solely you, for eternally, 
I will declare ‘My God’.
Numerous temptations from the brute
 proving his employability may arise along the trail;
Whatever the Devil may construct, 
still I will remain,
 and never will I permit him such employment.
The contract between me & you, 
the partnership that binds, 
will not be compromised.


You, my beloved angel investor
who created me, brought me to life and cleanse me, 
owe you a lot.
Through Baptism, 
I, who become your sole proprietorship,
declare that I am so grateful.





©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 



Saturday 8 February 2014

Sigh!

Created: July 19, 2012

Property of: http://jhelchemy.blogspot.com/2014/02/sigh.html


…Phew! As to when you sighed.

For how many times could you done this inhale-exhale thing in a day?

Perhaps, countless!


…sigh as the morning wakes you up, leaving shadows of your sleepless night.

…sigh for you still need to work your worn out restless muscles 54hrs a week.

…sigh when you are berated for work for some untold reasons and opposing is prohibited.

…sigh since you’re helpless being recipient, an object of displacement of others’ unpronounced tensions.

…sigh to release the elevating pressure binding your nerves.

…sigh whenever luck becomes rude and everything turns to be a mess.

…sigh as for the reason that you are dreadfully depress yet there’s nobody left to console.

…sigh because you wanted to breakdown but can’t put on view, pretending to be indifferent or just strong.

…sigh due to the fact that you are appallingly exhausted of the tons of loads presented in front of you.

…sigh if you reached your boiling point & wanted to kick someone’s ass but you need to keep your patience at foot.

…sigh due to the fact that you’re powerless and needs to replenish your deteriorating chakra.


Hay! Sigh for a sort of a temporary relief.
Breathe in… breathe out… as it gently calms and soothes you.
Deeply as possible, for an ease of comfort even for a min. or so.



Just sigh… sigh when you needed to, when you feel like too.
Peacefully, it relaxes your inert tense emotions.
Somehow, this exercises your lungs, break it free from suffocation.
Thus, it energizes your weakened brawns and gives you a minute vigor.


Yes, that way, blew it and sigh.
This may not be total aid, however; a pint of sighing, I bet, could appease.


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014