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. This fate is not final and irrevocable. Hope was not made
to exist. dum spiro, spero I face battles with Id as my sole
weapon. Always defeated, conquered by my conceited
self, I come to God—to Him I surrender, to Him I give my
vow. History was
made to endure—
to be our gover-
ness, to be victo-
rious. dum vivi-
mus, vivamus.
And now, as my
true battle unra-
vels, the only
weapon I had
has become my
foe. Defeated
once more I
come to You for
Your refuge, and
to You I pledge
again my vows;
but none had
lived long. Never
had I won a fight against Id and never was I a victor.
vae victis. As for this defeat not to continue, I would be
more than willing to sacrifice my sanity, to give it up if this
will also be the grounds for me to be far from You…

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Ballad

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away—
I met the person whom I shall love.
It was summer season—in the month of May,
when I found my dearest dove—
my life; my beloved; my prized;
my cherished with no name.

In that land far, far away, surrounded by the seas,
by the name of Puerto Prinsesa,
we tasted the sweet scent of its breeze—
I and my cherished with no name—
as little seraphs of heaven sang in bliss.

Stealing glances, that’s all we had
in that land far, far away;
and also in stealing glances, our tale has ended,
as we witnessed ourselves falling away.

The sun never rises without bringing me trances
of my cherished with no name;
the wind always whistles but I never had the chance
to hear the voice
of my cherished with no name;
and so, my heart desires
of revisiting our land far, far away—

to bring me back to the scenes,
to bring me back to my once upon a time
that my yearning heart once has seen.


Author's Note:
Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee

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Seasons of Love

Autumn has started.
Yellow leaves found their way home
to each other’s warmth.

Then, there was Winter.
Embraced the foliage, coldly,
freezing the lovers.

Thereafter was Spring.
Rainfall began to descend,
drowning the floras.

And last, was Summer.
Ending the fourfold seasons
for the two of us…

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13 Mayhem Street

A few meters from me is a man
on the breadline; secluded; a beggar—
with his cluttered suit and long parched hair—
add to that a greasy hand
        beseeching silvers from the people
        wryly staring at him 
        (at the life he didn’t choose) as they pass by;
        but no one seemed to mind.

At the other flank of the street is a soul—
murdered; guillotined; a victim—
amid her blood-smeared gown
she has been sauntering back and forth:
        pleading for justice
        (and perhaps searching for her head);
        but how could people help out,
        they couldn’t notice her.

Above me is a bird—
homeless; ravenous; a sufferer
of men’s egotistical doings.
Now he has nowhere to go—
        no trees to put up a nest;
        (and possibly, no bird of the same feather);
        and a breeze of infected air—
        all because no one seemed to care.

As the day turned into night—
uplifted; inspired; a noble man I became,
by these enormous stories I witnessed
that only few are able to see.

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Rules of Love

Don’t smile if there’s pain in your heart.
Don’t pretend that you’re together if you’re apart.
And don’t make illusions of “me and you”,
Because there’s never been a feeling that’s true.

Don’t fake a smile, it shows through your lips.
Don’t fantasize of “us” having a relationship.
And don’t think that you’re so much in love together,
Because the love of the other has started to falter.

Don’t build your castles in the air.
Don’t love too much because love isn’t fair.
And don’t be a fool to accept all their reasons,
Because they’ve been playing on you throughout the season.

Don’t ask too many questions.
Don’t be deceived, it’ll just lead you to the wrong direction.
And don’t assume that somehow your love’s growing,
Because it’s only you who had that feeling…

Don’t wait forever because it is vain.
Don’t expect too much, it’ll only bring you pain.
And don’t be absurd when it comes to love,
Because love’s just a game, a game called “love”.

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The Pianist

They were invincible
whenever they’re onstage:
piano on the lead
with violin
as his accompaniment.

They toured the cities,
the parks as well;
soft harmonies they played
that all, including men
went envying them—

violin had felt betrayal
from her own bow.
It snapped her strings;
made it sever—
leaving piano out of tune.

Despite his downfall,
piano persisted performing
on stage, but alone—
playing his wife’s
funeral song.

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Winter

‘Tis winter season—
a bracing weather, foggy in its warmth.
The trees are drying, as bones,
gripping water from the winter soil.
It’s resting on an earth snow:
dancing in chilliness, dazedly.
Perchance,
it’s waiting for a poignant breath
that will give him soul.
To feel, once more, from being numb.
To warm his heart;
but the serenity and the turmoil have ended.

The dream is forgotten by the prized.
The dream is freezing the lover.

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A Walk In Paris

Beside the Eiffel Tower, 
I walked alone;
and gaped at gardens
with cherry-hued blooms.
My lips had felt
the warmth of brew, 
while seraphs played
the strings of harp.

I toured the city, 
the parks as well; 
I watched the sun
as it bade goodbye.
The sky, though black, 
was filled with gems: 
luring my eyes, 
winning my heart.

-thanks to Frances Angela Torrelavega for having this poem edited

Best Poems Written by Ray Angelo Ong

Fireflies

Inspiration In Haiku

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Ballad

Seasons of Love

13 Mayhem Street

Rules of Love

The Pianist

Winter

A Walk In Paris