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Beyond the walls of death

by

Joseph Banzon

Beyond the walls of death,
lays the hand of time
as the door of eternity,
priced for just a dime.

But what is life without death?
What's eternity without her?
What lays behind the walls?
What lays beyond death?

I defy the claws of the stormy seas
I defy the words of my beloved father
I condemn your god for telling me rotten truths,
that seem to be so sweet
I condemn the devil for leading the way,
that seem to be so indulging...

I do condemn,
I do condemn
thru my illussions,
for they are...

I betray the winds of south,
that's ever been so faithful
I'll spit thru the hands of time,
as he weeps behind the walls.

Just to stand before you...

I know the walls of death,
would soon be standing between us...
No horsed men,
no king's men
neither the arrowed hands of time,
nor a god leonine
nothing to do,
but to bide one's time...

Just like the vast seas,
that imprisoned the both of us...
I'll wait for you my love,
here on the timeless land.

Beyond the walls of death,
lays forever...
Beyond the walls of death,
lay I, waiting for you
again, together...


Beyond the walls of death

by

Joseph Banzon

Beyond the walls of death,
lays the hand of time
as the door of eternity,
priced for just a dime.

But what is life without death?
What's eternity without her?
What lays behind the walls?
What lays beyond death?

I defy the claws of the stormy seas
I defy the words of my beloved father
I condemn your god for telling me rotten truths,
that seem to be so sweet
I condemn the devil for leading the way,
that seem to be so indulging...

I do condemn,
I do condemn
thru my illussions,
for they are...

I betray the winds of south,
that's ever been so faithful
I'll spit thru the hands of time,
as he weeps behind the walls.

Just to stand before you...

I know the walls of death,
would soon be standing between us...
No horsed men,
no king's men
neither the arrowed hands of time,
nor a god leonine
nothing to do,
but to bide one's time...

Just like the vast seas,
that imprisoned the both of us...
I'll wait for you my love,
here on the timeless land.

Beyond the walls of death,
lays forever...
Beyond the walls of death,
lay I, waiting for you
again, together...


Take me my dying summer

by

Joseph Banzon

I sure have sensed autumn's sordid
as it pierced the walls of summer,
And yet what a fool I am,
Not to choose a rose from a tatter.
Still the nymphs of june sing unto me
the hymns and wines of my finest times...
A fool was I, As I've always been,
A tragic song is what they meant to be
for my dying summer I once atrophied!!!

So take me now my dying summer,
At equinox we shall meet...
My heart is broken so are thee
as reality for me is but a dream.
I await the dawn to meet the night,
An instance I know that could never be...
I'll hold the funeral on a december moon,
Where days are cold and songs were untuned.
I await the night that'd come endlessly
no moment of day for me to see...

And there, I'll live
all the days that once passed me...


Untitled.ONE

by

Joseph Banzon

Again this blade had made love with my rotting flesh...
Alas!!! I can now see blood
It's so thick, flowing smoothly
but slowly, so slow...
As if i can paint a new world out o it,
Oh wait!!! It's doin it all alone
Its so vivid, the vision is...
The music, its makin me feel so weightless
Ts like now i can come with the wind
Just go wherever its goin...
As if now i can sleep with the day
and dance with the night with all
these stars, together with the moon
promising they'll never go! uttering "I AM LOVED"

Oh no!!! nooo
The master is here!!!
A new day is dawning,
and all my wounds had gang dry,
There are no more blood to paint a new place,
no music, no visions...
no voices to whisper "I am loved"
and now all had flown away...
Gone away with you, you and you!!!!
With all o you!!!

What is this that I've done?
I have murdered myself once again...
and left my mortality bounded
ontop of this bloody ground.
On top?
Have i not been burried all along?


BUT I MISS YOU

by

Joseph Banzon

I HAVE SOWN THE SEEDS OF LOVE,
AND YOURS ARE THE HANDS THAT ONCE WERE A CRADLE...
AND NOW I LOOK UPON IT,
I ONLY SEE AN EVER TOWERING TREE OF ANGER AND PAIN.
WELL AS IF WE'RE UNDER AN AUTUMN SKY,
WHERE LOVE THAT ONCE WAS SO FRESH AND SO GREEN...
NOW A NOURISHMENT TO THIS GROUND,
THAT I KNOW WOULD SOON BE EMBRACING ME.
MY KNEES GONE WEAK AND MY HEAD'S GONE BOW
AND TO MY VISION THERE IS NOTHING
BUT PALE COLORS OF GRAY, BLACK AND BROWN.
COLORS OF THOSE UNSPOKEN LIES!!

AS I LOOK BACK OVER THE DAYS,
YOU WERE MY LIFE,
MY SHORE AND MY TIDE,
MY FEAR AND MY COURAGE,
MY TRUTHS AND MY LIES.
BUT NOW,
U ARE NOTHIN TO ME BUT DUSTS UPON MY HANDS,
THAT WITH THESE TEARS...WOULD TURN U BACK TO ASHES!!

AN ELEGY, TO U I LAMENT
INSIDE ME, THE JOY OF TAKING YOUR LIFE.
I AWAIT THE DAY, WHERE THAT MUSIC WOULD PLAY
WITH THE WORDS "ASHES TO ASHES, DUSTS TO DUSTS"
FOLLOWING YOUR NAME, FOLLOWING THOSE CRIES

BUT I MISS YOU...

(unfinished)

"GREATEST LIES ARE SPOKEN IN SILENT WORDS"


YOU WERE NEVER MINE

by

Joseph Banzon

SO WHAT IS THIS?
THAT M LOOKIN OVER THE DREAMS OF THE DAYS GONE BY?
WITH MY EYES SO DROWNED THAT I CANT EVEN SEE WHERE I AM.
NOW WHAT IS THIS THAT M LVING ANOTHER DAY?
HOPING IN THE END YE'LL BE THERE HOLDING MY HAND.
NOW TELL ME WHY DO I LONG FOR MY END,
WISHING THAT THERE IT WOULD BE ALRIGHT.
WHY WAS I SO BOTHERED BY THIS NEWS?
WOULD I CONSIDER IT A LIE?
OR DARK CLOUDS MAYBE,
MIRRORING THE DEEP WHERE ABOARD WITH ME ARE THESE FEROCIOUS MONSTERS

YES YOU ARE LOVED,
AND YES U WERE INLOVE...
BUT HOW MURDERING WAS IT TO HEAR THAT THOSE WORDS WERE NEVER MEANT FOR ME?
THAT U HAVE BEEN LOVING EVEN BEFORE MINE ROSE...
SO NOW WHY SHOULD I FEEL THIS WAY?
SO WHY DO I HATE U FOR THE LIES YOU'VE FED ME?
WHY DO I WANT U TO BE GONE?
WHILE IN MY WORLD U NEVER REALLY HAD LIVED A LIFE...
COZ YOU WERE JUST A DREAM.

SO NOW TELL ME,
HOW DO I WAKE TO A DREAM LIKE U?
HOW DO I SAY GOOD BYE?
IF IN REALITY I'VE BEEN DREAMING ALL MY LIFE...
HOW DO I BEG U TO STAY?
WHILE YOUVE NEVER REALLY BEEN HERE WITH ME.

WHILE YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN MINE...

YOU WERE NEVER MINE.


BUT I MISS YOU

by

Joseph Banzon

I HAVE SOWN THE SEEDS OF LOVE,
AND YOURS ARE THE HANDS THAT ONCE WERE A CRADLE...
AND NOW I LOOK UPON IT,
I ONLY SEE AN EVER TOWERING TREE OF ANGER AND PAIN.
WELL AS IF WE'RE UNDER AN AUTUMN SKY,
WHERE LOVE THAT ONCE WAS SO FRESH AND SO GREEN...
NOW A NOURISHMENT TO THIS GROUND
THAT I KNOW WOULD SOON BE EMBRACING ME.
MY KNEES' GONE WEAK AND MY HEAD'S GONE BOW
TO MY VISION THERE IS NOTHING,
BUT PALE COLORS OF GRAY, BLACK AND BROWN.
COLORS OF THOSE UNSPOKEN LIES!!

AS I LOOK BACK OVER THE DAYS,
YOU WERE MY LIFE,
MY SHORE AND MY TIDE,
MY FEAR AND MY COURAGE,
MY TRUTHS AND MY LIES.
BUT NOW,
YOU ARE NOTHIN TO ME BUT DUSTS UPON MY HANDS,
THAT WITH THESE TEARS...WOULD TURN U BACK TO ASHES!!

AN ELEGY, TO U I LAMENT
INSIDE ME, THE JOY OF TAKING YOUR LIFE.
I AWAIT THE DAY, WHERE THAT MUSIC WOULD PLAY
WITH THE WORDS "ASHES TO ASHES, DUSTS TO DUSTS"
FOLLOWING YOUR NAME.

BUT I MISS YOU...

(unfinished)

"GREATEST LIES ARE SPOKEN IN SILENT WORDS"


BACK AGAIN

by

Joseph Banzon

I have walked along with death,
Insearch of love and belongingness
But only found a burnt rose...
All that's been left of me
Were fragments of the past,
Cradled on a broken glass,
That I raise with these pale hands...
That I adorn with nothing but a broken hope...
Those agonizing mem'ries,
That in my mind I had burried under
They all turned into this punisher's hands,
Pulling me! Grasping me down into
These black waters.
I'm back! I am back again!
Dancing with the sweet hands of death...
My emotions,
I breathe out
All my love, I'll drown with hate
All my hate, I'll freeze and break
No emotions upon me shall be alive!
No words for me to speak...
No truths, no lies.


THE FIRSTS AND THE LASTS

by

Joseph Banzon

I SPRUNG ON THIS PLACE WITH QUESTIONS,
WHILE ANSWERS LAY NOWHERE ON AN OPEN SPACE
DREAMS, WISHES AND GRACE, AND A CUP OF FAITH

I SAW A TOWERING TREE,
WATCHING OVER ME
SAW LEAVES, BRANCHES AND TWIGS
HE NURSED ME,
SOMEHOW, MAYBE

AS TIME BURNT IN MY HANDS,
I LEARNED SOME NEW THINGS
I NOW BUILT A PLACE OF MY OWN,
AND PLANTED ANOTHER TREE.

I'D SAY THE SWEETEST PART OF IT,
IS THE FIRST DAY YOU SEE IT'S ROOTS,
LEAVES, BRANCHES AND TWIGS, ALL TINY...
JUST THE FIRST FEW DAYS, THAT'S IT.
AND NOW IT BEARS FRUITS,
THE SWEETEST OF 'EM ALL
WERE THE FIRST FEW SPRINGS, THAT'S IT...

AND TIME BROUGHT THE OLD TREE DOWN,
IT'S JUST AS GOOD AS AMBER NOW
I THINK I NOW COULD SAY SOMETHING,
HAVE LEARNT ONE THING...

THAT YOU WON'T SEE IT'S SHADE ON A SUMMER'S DAY,
OR AS A SHELTER MAYBE ON RAINY NIGHTS
UNTIL THEN THAT THE TREE IS GONE....


SOME DAYS NEVER COME

by

Joseph Banzon

Someday, i'll find my self in me...
Oneday, detested, i would be free
Anyways, i'll find a love for me
Someday, they'll hear my voice on liturgy....

But some days never come,
Some days never come along the way

Someday i'll be one,
On that day, maybe they would love me
Someday i'll have the beauty of the moon
Oneday, i could then walk away from my shadow

But some days never come,
Some days never come along the way...
Some days never come