Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Surprise



The powdered sky,
Looming over my roof,
Stilled in my bed,
I’m too tired to move,
But why, all of these sentiments,
Thought I’m dreaming of heaven,
Heaven, heaven, heaven,

Do not think,
Farther than you see,
Oh I was skeptical,
By the advice,
Now, here we are,
Nowhere, nowhere,

Brimming tears,
Sobbing hiccups,
Another farewell,
Life just happen,
Here we are,
Surprise, surprise,

Surprise.


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Tuesday, September 25, 2012

gut

I always dream of traveling, backpacking to see the world. It would be one of my wishes but now, I don't know, I feel old. I feel like I need to stay safe in one place. I'm going back and forth from Seremban to Shah Alam. Each time I had to travel, I feel this sickening sinking sensation in my gut. I don't know why though, maybe all I wanted is to be home but home is undefined right now. 

So my phone is ruined,
The screen is ablaze with white haze,


My birthday, 
Will have to wait that long,

Monday, September 24, 2012

Monday Mood










My knees, my arms and my shoulders,
Couldn’t feel the truth underneath,
I was wrong and you were never.
The one who put me at ease,
Goodnight and for sure,
This will be last of me,



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Mundane Monday







This is Monday,
Horrid, horrid day it is,
For bane, prosaic ways,
For undesirable crumbling cheese



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Saturday, September 22, 2012

Of you and normality


Of passing cars and the whistles of winds,
Day by day,
All that is insane,
Relished in a single moment,
Of grinding skins and carbon air,
Day by day,
All that is in vogue,
You are.
How temporary can I be?
After all these years?
Glad that you met my worst expectation,
Maybe, all you can be,
Is temporary.

Thursday, September 20, 2012


New steps are always daunting isn't it? So here I am trying my very best despite my low self esteem and my lack of confidence in everything. Hopefully, I won't screw this up

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Well and it is today, where happiness shall reside for a few hours. 

Friday, September 7, 2012

The Dead Bee



By the window,
The dead bee rest,
Its death might be slow,
Its body now an empty colored vest,

By the window,
The dead bee lies,
The dead won’t rise,
Its existence is hollow,

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

C


You were gone,
What was it?
That held you back?
You were suppose to come home,
I was waiting all along,
For the train that never come,

You’ll be the same,
Or so you said,
But times has a way,
Of changing things,
Even forever shift,
Leaving behind,
Memories

The Rape



Monday, September 3, 2012

Anxiety,

A sudden paranoia,
The inexplicable fear,
The urge to run,
Screaming amok,
In a stretch for release,
From fear,