confessions of a dog soldier

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

the little that was said

'live fast, die young'


years older now amidst the decreasing value of life
comes cheaper if they're in uniform and holding guns.
still writing still hoping for the change that would present itself.
oh well its been years now, so what difference does it make to be left on the shelf?

still alone now, has always been, all this while.
the little that have been taught and the little that have been learnt.
so stagnant still against my will like the floor with dusty tiles.
oh yes i've forgotten the recovered skin in the fire my nebula burnt.

so as much as they say there will always be a way for me to still sit down.
the repulsive thoughts and neverending knots engraved unto my head
so yes i smiled, i cried and shout and kiss and spit and frowned.
amidst the dying little thoughts and fading hope was the little that was said.

- vetra no bucana the seventh king of the perishing wastelands

Friday, June 28, 2013

the chronicles of the demon slayer


it was almost a decade ago when i came to purge.
the demons of worldly desires that reside in you,
and such was a great battle, though i cannot fight the urge,
and the demon overcame me too.

and 36 moons forward i revolted to break the spell
of the young maiden infested with demons from the heavens she fell.
it was a hard fought battle with another six more swords 
who cowardly came to slay and found that she was the demon herself.

the slayer resented and took hold of his dreams
a long fought battles with the minor demons in himself.
it was a losing battle like how it already seems,
so the slayer, defeated, learnt the demon ways himself.

he sworn to become a slayer of demons in his unventilated cave,
when all that he does is feeding off his blood-thirsty crave.
he was a holy slayer training to be the master demon 
so when the day comes he can end the life of his own.

- seth lae nota the half blooded demon slayer