Wednesday, November 25, 2009
With fury comes the wage of a war ,
It foresees a destructive aftermath , judgement day draws ,
Realistic expressing cryptic flows of alphabetic energy ,
Dignity up high simplicity shown but complicating mentally ,
Similarly , i potray an image that might be a false alarm ,
No harm , only to myself i damn , to all of u , i show my charm ,
Suns unarmed but are armed by knowledge ,
Germination to the space of thoughts bringin physical damage ,
Obliterate , all the fond braincells of unity thats bonded ,
Wat for shud i keep when all ur actions are deliberate ,
U show no love , u get no respect ,
I obscure this so that u'll never get the facts .
10:01 pm
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Hey world , peace be upon you .
Quick recap , West G drew 3-3 in our league match .
We had only 9 men due to irresponsible team members .
Guess what i got from the match ?
Haha , a very lovely present , a mark to remember , LOL .
I got a nasty cut on my forehead .
I didnt realize or felt it at first ,
But soon as i saw blood dripping , i panicked ,
Straight away washed it ,
Luckily our opponent had a player who was a medic .
He treated my cut and applied all the necessary stuffs .
Thankful for that , i appreciate it .
Now i hope that this will recover soon .
I went for break prac just now , and i wasnt feeling good .
I felt soooo dizzy .
And now , when i'm wearing my glasses ,
At times , it hurts my eyes , its like a strain or something .
But alhamdullilah this wasnt a very deep cut .
Things would've been much much worst somehow .
Okay i shall stop here for tonight ,
Getting all drowsy with words already , haha .
*fuses in the air...*
P.S : LOL .
1:24 am
Sunday, November 22, 2009
People do not seem what they are .
Bringing you up and breaking you down ,
Holding you tight , when they're just squeezing us out of anger .
Holding you close , just to not run out of supply ,
Potraying a mask of hope and a glimmering light of faith ,
But ending up seeing the exact same mask thrown in the dustbin .
TRUST .
Easy to say , easy to gain , easy to be done ,
But once betrayed , the difficulty level of gaining it back ,
TIMES 2 .
For each time betrayed .
Trust is FRAGILE .
It is a transparent glass similar to the mirror ,
Able to reflect oneself or others ,
Seemingly assumed as a good thing ,
But turns bad as the mirror shatters ,
7 years of bad luck ?
Left the pieces of the mirror to decay .
Putting it back , almost impossible ,
It takes a miracle ,
And that miracle will be the only miracle ,
When someone , somehow ,
Is patient enough to put the pieces back together ,
And prove that impossible is nothing ,
But most importantly ,
TRUST does EXIST .
2:35 am
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Every time i lay on my bed , trying to put myself to sleep ,
I have this crazy sets of thoughts .
Like how i may not be the only one who wants to travel ,
Everybody wants to ,
But i really am dying to ,
If i did have the chance ,
I'll scale through the heights of many mountains ,
Run through the mainlands of lush evergreens ,
Dive down the oceans and touching life in a different climate ,
I'll capture myself among beds of flowers ,
Run wild with the animals , joining a stampede(though i'd be killed) ,
Image myself among the popular icons of architecture located around the world ,
Meet new people , people of different skin colors , races , and languages ,
Help those who are in need , aiding the poor , uplifting those in hardships ,
I would do wonders more than these if i had the chance to travel .
Will i ever encounter success ?
Is success a word which motivates yourself to be hardworking and persevere
To get what you always wanted or what you've been aiming for ?
Is life worth fighting for , when you're not at a standard state .
The disability and that disadvantage that certain people have ,
What does it feel like ? Does it feel like you want to give up ?
Would you rather see the world beyond ?
What does it feel like living in a continent whereby
Bombs are the alarm clocks in every morning ,
Rifles are the so called 'raindrops' occurring each monsoon season ,
Screams of agony are the voices or lullaby that they hear when they get to sleep at night ..
Torture , slavery , fighting for rights and freedom ,
Fighting for NOTHING .
Why is this happening ?
Where are we all going in this life of ours ?
No matter if we are all in good or bad situations ,
Are we all doing this correctly ?
Are we all living in false pretenses and false reality ?
If so , why isnt there anyone to correct us ?
Why must it always be GOD who gives us fate ,
Situations , to make us realize that we are wrong at times .
And that we should cherish what we do not see we have all along .
Why do some fight for what is not right ?
And knowing that the consequences are unbearable .
I do not understand .
Not only me .
Everyone in this world does not understand .
Some live happily not thinking about whats next ,
But there are some who live happily , but still have the time
To think of whats next .
Whats worth living life for when you are always in the wrong when u are doing right things ?
Always getting to know things last , getting blamed for what you did not do .
Always facing negativity for such long periods of time .
And no sense of goodluck near to life .
Always praying and hoping things around would be fine , blessed with good health .
But still , having the negativity thrown straight to the face .
Is GOD just testing us ?
Doing all the right things and yet still having the bad thrown at you ?
When is the breakthrough of all good occurring ?
When do these kind of people get their happy ending ?
Or are there no happy endings for us ?
What is love ?
Love is a sweet destruction that breaks a whole heart in the end .
Memorable but despicable when ended .
Should we or should we not give up ?
They say love makes the world go round .
But all i see is many different worlds of million types of couples .
We are all in a different world .
Some dont have the chance to love .
Everybody deserves a chance , but why are we not given one ?
Why must the goodlooking destroy the hearts of many ,
Then those with the broken pieces dont give a chance to the new upcoming ones .
Why ?
Why does it go that way ?
If you have good assets , use it wisely and correctly ,
Be thankful that you have it , and not use it for your own advantage .
Every human wants love ,
But some , just are willing to give more love than come certain others ,
Who are not appreciating what they have ..
Nobody dies a virgin ,
Cause in the end ,
LIFE FUCKS US ALL .
All i can do now is to ,
Live life to the fullest , no matter what happens cause ,
When i was born , everyone around me was smiling and i was crying ,
And so , if i die , let everyone around me cry ,
And i , will be smiling .
~
Labels: Journalism
12:34 am
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
So how has life been ?
Simply indescribable .
Well , i heard that tonight , midnight ,
There will be a meteor shower sighting over at
Japanese Garden .
This is a rare occurrence !
And i am most ecstatic about this .
Maybe my lil sister will be tagging along too , that is ,
If shes not tired though .
But before this spectacle event ,
I will be breaking over at taman jurong first .
Gotta keep up with my skills and delve into new stuffs .
Ohh and yes , before you judge a human ,
Reflect yourself , you're no different at all ,
WE ARE ALL HUMANS .
Bare that in MIND .
You want to talk shit ,
Remember THE SHITS you've been doing all these while .
Peace ~
Labels: analyze, relax, sit back
4:39 pm
Saturday, November 14, 2009
The Rose
In the bright clarity of the morning you rise,
I know of nothing more to enchant our eyes.
You smile to the spring and the summer nascent.
You sing the new season when the winter descent.
Flower of the poet perfume the sky so blue
To uplift our souls in the silvery dew.
You warm our hearts when at last you blossom
Delight for my eyes, alive, you are awesome
Of all our gardens Rose you are the princess
You seduce my soul by so much finesse.
Marvellous beauty, your grace so elegant
Your alluring perfume to my nostrils enchants
Thou divine jewel, flower of seduction,
The present the lover offers for his passion
For your return each year the gardener will pray
And once more creating for Lovers the bouquet
1:37 am
Friday, November 13, 2009
No matter where you are- how far you've gone
In the same way, you'll find a mournful dawn
A dying candle with its last desperate light
Can not hold long, light up your hopeless night
Meaning of some things- you'll never get
Orphan life- lingers like unloved guest
And you wander like a hopeless thought
Forgotten by those, who need you not
You escape- in frozen silence, you breathe
But memory from the past creeps in beneath
No matter what you do- how much you try
Suddenly a bitter feeling will make you cry
- An Earthly Request
4:31 am
Monday, November 09, 2009
Surviving without any water or even care,
the enigmatic cactus flower bloomed alone
in a harsh tropical desert lost somewhere,
hidden by its shy thorns and a quiet stone.
Adaptable to arid surroundings, silently it grew
pretending to be strong when it was so fragile.
Afraid of dark afternoons and everything new,
The cactus flower learnt to live in tender exile.
Being difficult to handle due to its spiky spines,
It is a beauty hardly ever cultivated or admired.
But even in solitude, this flower always shines
As it has the qualities a difficult life required.
Lovely plant of sweet pricks people fear
But they don't know your pain and scars
Or even how many times you shed a tear
Sighing and gazing at the golden stars.
A delicate enigma, this flower will always be
for people who are heartless and totally blind
as it holds the mysteries some are unable to see,
those which are the most beautiful and refined.
8:16 pm
Thursday, November 05, 2009
They say a mirror reflects oneself .
But put in a perception of complexity .
You yourself being the mirror .
Being able to go anywhere around ,
Meeting people ,
Greeting the elderly respected .
Countering the young manipulative minds .
YOU .
Being able to reflect the other party's image and personality deep inside .
Once in sight , the first hello might be the first goodbye .
As you will know the intentions of oneself with one greet .
Analyzing every single cell , down to the blood .
A mirror you yourself are , feeling good .
But put greed intentions away .
When you have total power you must have total control .
The mirror might be a normal everyday object .
But the mirror is invincible ,
Once knowledged purely and mindfully .
12:40 am
Monday, November 02, 2009
In desperation wings of artistry flutter,
determined to fly once more.
Cognition spurs the muse, chest heaving,
body quivering straining to rise,
yet like a cumbersome stone,
falls unsuccessful to the ground.
Dazed,confused ,eyes blurry unfocused,
thin ribbons of air reaching his lungs.
Mind racing for some understanding,
aspirations suddenly burst into flames.
Wind of realization breaking through the fog,
he'd lost his grip on tendered things.
He used to soar, played among the clouds,
hopes inspired sweet poetic revelations.
Passion the wind beneath her feathers,
rose like air to immeasurable heights,
leaving behind drab shadows of doubt.
Severed appendage of dreams, modify liftoff.
Labels: like a shadow who lingers behind everytime
1:21 am
