JANUARY 2014
My feet move to the rhthym
as I hum the melody,
Smiling through the glass prism
Now you will know whenever I am ready.
This will be your statement as a poet. Like your very own statement as a poet.
Friday 17 June 2016
AN ACCOUNT OF LIFE
31st MARCH 2016
Every glory
will be a story,
A story to be told
a story so old.
Some might have been forgotten,
For our vague memories are sometimes rotten.
In scattered pieces
and uncertain places.
They come and go
like the black crow.
As long as we still remember,
Let us remind each other.
Every glory
will be a story,
A story to be told
a story so old.
Some might have been forgotten,
For our vague memories are sometimes rotten.
In scattered pieces
and uncertain places.
They come and go
like the black crow.
As long as we still remember,
Let us remind each other.
Friday 10 June 2016
SOME KIND OF LOVE
11th April 2016
I want it here,
in this atmosphere.
I say it out loud but you do not hear...
We are going through a different year.
I want to leave the ground
but on me you imposed fear.
You warn me of what is near,
To your heart I am so dear.
I want it here,
in this atmosphere.
I say it out loud but you do not hear...
We are going through a different year.
I want to leave the ground
but on me you imposed fear.
You warn me of what is near,
To your heart I am so dear.
MISS MONIQUE
August 2015
What you said to many,
did'nt cross you to feel sorry.
Trashing everybody without empathy,
Throwing away your integrity.
You can't get away with looking pretty
For it is only temporary.
What you said to many,
did'nt cross you to feel sorry.
Trashing everybody without empathy,
Throwing away your integrity.
You can't get away with looking pretty
For it is only temporary.
PANAH
2nd March 2016
Jasad itu suatu illusi,
Pemikiran sering bergelut;
Kontradiksi!
Penentu diri adalah hati,
Keupayaan untuk melepaskan diri,
dan menikmati apa yang dirasai.
Jasad itu suatu illusi,
Pemikiran sering bergelut;
Kontradiksi!
Penentu diri adalah hati,
Keupayaan untuk melepaskan diri,
dan menikmati apa yang dirasai.
GENERATION GAP
16th March 2016
Aku selalu cemburu
pada perkara yang belum aku tahu.
Sering ingin tahu
tentang apa yang aku ragu.
Aku jadi malu
bila berlalu apa yang berlaku.
Kaku dipalu
Lama dan baru.
Aku selalu cemburu
pada perkara yang belum aku tahu.
Sering ingin tahu
tentang apa yang aku ragu.
Aku jadi malu
bila berlalu apa yang berlaku.
Kaku dipalu
Lama dan baru.
TIMEBOMB
10th September 2015
It moves me to the point where
instead of reacting, I choose not to
It makes me cold and I could not contain
my hard opinion on you.
How silly; that I hope you could see,
You have nothing that I envy
I once cared, you were a confidant to me,
I once loved for our dear amity
If my words and doing are becoming lesser or lower than before,
More and more I bore and repulsed you to the core.
For I could not initiate a good closure,
Be gone my friend,
We shall not meet again.
It moves me to the point where
instead of reacting, I choose not to
It makes me cold and I could not contain
my hard opinion on you.
How silly; that I hope you could see,
You have nothing that I envy
I once cared, you were a confidant to me,
I once loved for our dear amity
If my words and doing are becoming lesser or lower than before,
More and more I bore and repulsed you to the core.
For I could not initiate a good closure,
Be gone my friend,
We shall not meet again.
THE OTHER HALF
21 December 2015
Before you was blissfully unaware,
Oblivious in my own ideals
Conveniently ignorant of the emptiness I
wake up to every chilly day
I thought I was content in my cozy cocoon,
I thought I was clear,
I thought I was whole.
But that was before you..
That was half of me,
That was what I thought it was.
Before you was blissfully unaware,
Oblivious in my own ideals
Conveniently ignorant of the emptiness I
wake up to every chilly day
I thought I was content in my cozy cocoon,
I thought I was clear,
I thought I was whole.
But that was before you..
That was half of me,
That was what I thought it was.
THIRTY SIX (36)
5th January 2016
Here I am exploring the unsafe
Three cycles; completion of the twelve years
My thoughts rave, my feelings crave
No more thinking about fears,
I can only be brave.
Let that be my last tears.
For it has only been high tides and a big wave
as long as I am not in the grave,
I will not hide in the cave.
Here I am exploring the unsafe
Three cycles; completion of the twelve years
My thoughts rave, my feelings crave
No more thinking about fears,
I can only be brave.
Let that be my last tears.
For it has only been high tides and a big wave
as long as I am not in the grave,
I will not hide in the cave.
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