A Short Story of a Drunken Man

On a Friday night he drives his car to a bar. Yes.. he needs some drink to have fun and to forget whatever troubled his mind. He saw an empty stool with a pretty lady sitting next beside it. "Oh hi.. my name is Rennie, I wonder if this seat is taken?" he asked politely. "Oh, not at all...! please have a seat" she replies and smiles. Her name is Olivia, then they talk.. and drink and laugh.. It seems this guy Rennie is enjoying himself.. Olivia was a good listener and he began to get carried away with his mood.. he told her whatever brought him there as one glass after another he gulped, until he couldn't remember whatever he spoke.

The next day he woke up on his bed, still in the same clothes he wore last night. His head was really sore and heavy but he began to get panic when he couldn't remember how he got home. He look out the window and found his car is there parked on his carport. He look for his keys and wallet.. nothing is missing. He is glad and happy, "It must be Olivia who drove me home with my car last night, she must have searched my address on my ID card. I hope something did happen last night." he said in his mind and smiled. But he couldn't find a single note from her to tell him where he could reach her back. "Oh darn.. I forgot to ask her number.. maybe the bartender knew". He jumps to the shower and drive back to the bar with full of hope.

He is lucky, the man who stand behind the bar is the same bartender he saw last night. He approaches and smile.. "Hi, I just drop by.. Ummm... do you know the lady who was with me last night?" he asked. "Oh, you mean Olivia? yeah I do.. she's a regular here, is there's anything else?" asked the bartender. Rennie is happy, "Yeah, I want to thank her for last night for the great time we had and...". "Dude, I don't mean to be rude but you were so drunk last night, she wanted to say goodbye but there's nothing she could do to make you sober. So she pays everything and left with her fiancee."

"Fiancee?" suddenly he felt his heart stopped..and his face turns pale. "Renford? are you okay? you look pretty messed up dude, you might need some help" said the bartender. "Shut up.. please just leave me alone!" Got embarrassed and upset he stood up and went back in to his car. While driving on his way home, he couldn't stop thinking.. who drove him home last night. As his brain began to work better, he realized.. that his room is on the second floor and it was impossible for Olivia to carry him up there to his bed. And.. how does the bartender knew his written name? &%$$#@!#%$@!* WTF?!

Written by Reny Kanon

I'm sitting in front of my computer then suddenly the light gets poor. Damn... it's almost 5 p.m, how fast the time passing by. Day by day I spend my time the same way.. what a life.. what a life.. and still I 'm eating my heart out. Drain my mind.. talking to myself. Hey my friends are out there.. but who cares.. I'm a loner. Sometimes I enjoy.. and sometimes I don't, i think that's still normal isn't it? My boredom is eating me.. I'm an art person who is trapped in the business world.. Am I happy? no I'm not. But do I enjoy the money I get? Yes.. So what's more important? satisfaction or happiness? the answer is both! Or.. maybe I asked the wrong question.. Idealistic or realistic? oh yeah.. that's the right question. I guess I have to be realistic before I get to idealistic, ain't that sucks? Yes reality is sucks!! sucks!! my life sucks!! All I got is time.. yes time.. couldn't stop time. Oh Chronos the God of time, you're the father of Zeus aren't you? And oh yes.. I knew Thor since long time.. but I just find out that he is the son of Odin, silly me.

Coffee and Cigarettes

Smoking alone in the corner of my room
A cup of black coffee is sitting by my side
It is half empty while the astray is half full
Smoke by smoke came out from my mouth

Every blow carry away my unpleasant feelings
But my wounded heart keep on providing them
Along with a hurtful joy and enjoyable delusions
My lips are smiling but too bad not with my eyes

This lonely heart is getting colder by night
Within my mind I try to find your warmth
And I did the same thing night after night
I began to enjoy this tormenting pleasure

I open my window to let some fresh air to join in
The city lights are glittering against the night sky
I always knew that you never been mine alone
But why life is so black and white without you

Written by Reny Kanon
Disclaimer: I don't own the picture

The Messiah, Warrior of Ruin

She has the face of innocence,
and eyes like the depth of night.
Fragile and vulnerable from outside,
but possess the power to demolish.
She is a warrior of silence,
speaks through her eyes,
and kills through her will.
She is the presence of death,
sent to end a civilization,
to turn anything to silence.

Written by Me
Tribute of Hotaru Tomoe Sailor Saturn

The Bearer of Light

He was once the brightest star,
most beautiful beyond description.
He was the seal of perfection,
a masterpiece of all God's creations.

Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty,
a musician and was given exalted position.
No other angel, no other being was created,
with intelligence that God had given to him.

But this perfect angel also has a free will.
His heart was proud because of his beauty,
he corrupt his wisdom for the sage of his splendor.
He refused to serve God, but want to be served.

In his heart he said,"I will ascend to heaven,
I will raise my throne above the stars of God,
I will ascend to the tops of the clouds,
I will make myself like the Most High".

God says to him,"Iniquity was found in you."
Therefore God cast him out from heaven.
His white bright wings turns to shadow black,
an archangel has fallen into the darkness of hell.

Not all the words are my own some were taken from Isaiah 14:12-14 NIV
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A Story of White Feather

Long time ago on a far away land,
where mountain and forest was left unharmed.
Once lived a brave hunter with eyes of an eagle.
He lived alone in the woods remote from his village.
Year after year he lived on his preys.
He hunt them down with his bow and arrows,
until one day a prey led him to an empty hut.
A girl in a white dress came out from the woods.

From distance he watched her standing by herself.
At once, he forgotten his prey and dropped his weapons.
With doubtful heart and huge curiosity he walked closer.
And the closer he got the faster his heart beat was.
Slowly she turned around and revealed her beautiful face,
her long brown hair was swayed by the mountain wind.
Then suddenly she caught him with her sadly brown eyes.
Beyond his expectation she approached him with a smile.

Like flowing river word by word unveiled her tale,
she was held there for an unwanted marriage.
Silently love had grew and spread in their hearts.
Moved by his sympathy and her appealing beauty,
he offered her to escape with him and to be his wife.
Her eyes gleamed as she took his hand and said "I do".
Hurriedly they ran and disappeared in to the woods,
but they didn't aware a pair of wicked eyes were lurking.

On the following time at the peaceful place where he lived,
they were happy but their happiness wouldn't last longer.
A group of men showed up with weapons in their hands.
Regardless that he was out numbered he took up his spear.
From the noise they made they were coming for the girl.
In their ruthless savageness they attacked him at once.
One by one their sharp weapons went through his flesh,
it didn't take long until his body tumbled on the ground.

For amusement they pulled his hair and cut his throat.
Dying and left alone drowning in his own blood.
In his blurry sight he saw them took away what was his,
vaguely he heard her cried screaming out his name.
Some moments after they left the forest was quiet.
He was still conscious but none he could feel,
not even the pain he was suffering but a strange peace.
He closed his eyes for the last time and let the breeze carry his soul.

Written by Reny Kanon
Made to honor the soul of Flying Eagle
Disclaimer: I don not own the picture

A Name

She possess a beauteous name
A name that describes her beauty
A name that fascinates my thoughts
A name that brought me peacefulness
A name that driven me to insanity
A name that reminds me of her face
A name that been kept within my heart
A name that I would never forget
And a name that no longer has a meaning

Written by Reny Kanon
Disclaimer: I don't own the picture

Forgotten Love

I was striving on a bloody battle ground, 

when they captured me as their prisoner
They took away my sword and also my pride
day after day I was tortured in the dungeon
Until the time she came and saw me there
A strange emotion struck when I saw her face 

One day she had me moved in to her chamber
And on her bed my both hands were tied
It was getting harder to breath lately, 

this unusual feeling had filled full my chest
There's no more space left for me to breath
my mouth were opened to gasp some air

And I knew she had been standing there
watching my chest moving for breath
Then she came closer to watch my face
Gently she covered my opened mouth
with her beautiful tender red wine lips
We kissed so deeply without a touch
 

I couldn't make a move or even say a word
she killed me softly with her deadly kiss
I felt her warm hand while my sight fades
slowly it was sliding down to my private part
I tried to struggle but all my efforts were useless
this kind of pleasure was too precious to be fought
 

She crawled up on me and revealed her breasts
one after another she fetched them to my lips
Then she moved down to unbind my hard erection
inside her mouth she kept it delighted and warm
And the more I moaned the more she becoming
I wished that she would untied my both hands
 

A familiar weapon appeared from behind her back
she aimed my throat with a gleaming sword
So close to my ear she whispered our chronicles
she were longing so long while I was with another
Maybe I did cost her a great pain and suffering 

Might it be once she was mine and I was hers
 

But pity it didn't recall my lost memory
an evil spell had removed her from my retention
In tears she stabbed my heart with my own sword
In my dying breath she kissed me one more time
I never knew that pain could be felt so good
It was getting too dark to see, in her arms I died in peace

Written by: RENY KANON
Inspired by The Legend of Sigurd and Brunhilde
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Both Eyes Shut Mouth Opened

He slept each night on his wrinkled pillow
and woke up each day with a heavy heart
In his chest he kept the memory of his love
but his mind struggled to find peace in lust

Empty bottles were standing on the corner
some were dusty but the smell is still strong
She had been gone but her scent wouldn't go
it embraced him each night with unseen arms

Still lying on his bed he looked down to his feet
yet something in between distracting his sight
He moved his hand slowly to his source of lust
beyond his consciousness he began to enjoy it

He couldn't remember the last time he copulated
haven't done it enough or have done it too much
And after some time he managed to wet his sheet
but his heart remained as dry and heavy as before

Written by: Me
Disclaimer: I don't own the picture

#Epigraph

How much does a man live, after all?
Does he live a thousand days, or one only?
For a week, or for several centuries?
How long does a man spend dying?
What does it mean to say "for ever"?

PABLO NERUDA

The Remains

This heart is heavy

and these feet are tired.
My mind is empty
and my spirit has died.

Won't take long
before I turn to a zombie.
Won't take far
to watch this body collapse.

I stop my foot steps
turn around and smile.
In my anguish I laugh so hard
breaking the wall of sanity.

I fell down on my knees
with both palms on the ground.
Grasping the dry land
and crush them in my hands.

They break to scattered dust
like fragments of a broken heart.
My tears and sweat are dripping
wet the ground then vanished.

It's getting hard to breathe
the air is thick and my chest is full.
My love for you is eternal
and so does my pain and grief.

Written by Reny Kanon