Filip Herbst Haiku
Filip Herbst’s tunes pour
out a sea of stimuli
Feel the submersion
My God, I’m A Monster
My God, I’m a monster
Feared by many
Adored by few
The ones who fear
Know to steer clear
Of my subtle vengeance
The ones who adore
Ignore the fury and perversion within
Oh, sullen brevity of life!
My evil deeds beg for disdain
By holy and heathen alike
I know the few who adore
Decide to keep me real close
My demise is imminent
I’ll be food for your pitchforks
Kid Stuff In Your Eyes
Nostalgia, oh how you bring out immaturity
Its been 22 years and counting
The lack of adult behavior is disturbing
Pop culture references, slang, and in-jokes don’t help
It is somewhat justified as “nerdiness”, yet it is just a ruse
The beats in this head are childish
Neverland disguised itself as some Northern Illinois town
Deception rules the day
What’s next?
Another failed crush?
20 of those already passed
Toy collections?
Well, those X-men and Power Rangers figures turned into instruments
It is already a losing fight
Diploma, please hasten your arrival
This manchild needs a license to be a grown up.
Abandoned Talents
Forgive me
Stop me from abandoning
This paramount talent
Let me stay
Let me stay
Let me bleed
So I can protect
Us all
Pacific Catastrophe
Natural terrors
Ravage the islands, but who
Will rescue them all?
Solar Asphyxiation
Night falls rapidly
The sun is suffocating
No need for the shades
1996
Fond memories don’t happen often
Only the fondness comes in
Cartoons, games, neighbors, and friends
Parents had grief, but their love still remained
Grace did its best to reign in my Elgin home
This rambunctious heart had trouble being human
Without hurting others
At least it was the last year for authenticity
Discoveries are still made from artifacts
Bring back whatever solace was left
Bring back the truth
Just change this childhood into something better
Damascus (Band) Haiku
You don’t have to live
In Syria to enjoy
Damascus the band
Feeling Voiceless
I’m singing without inhibitions
Singing originals and covers
Even when this larynx is failing
Now, I sit here
With a whisper as a scream
I’m feeling voiceless
When I got careless
I’m the king of overdoing it
So inhibitions are in order
Online Venting
My sorrow and rage
Permeates through cyberspace
I have no such bounds
