Do Not Say You Know Me

Do not say you know me,
Just because I bear your genes.
Do not say you know me,
Just because you watched my teens.

From as young as seven
I was taught to tell untruths
When I reached eleven
I reached outside for a sooth

Do not say you know me,
Just because I lived with you
Do not say you know me,
Just because the years accrue,

When I was young you taught deceit
You told me white lies were harmless
And week after week you made me repeat
That soon I could lie with finesse

Do not say you know me
Though you can say you love
Do not say you know me
If you know of the past I speak of

I bear scars from those days
5 years don't just disappear
your eyes please unglaze
and listen to me hear

Do not say you know me
For I know well that you don't
Do not say you know me
For the me you know has flown.

In the Halls of Learning

The sky is a greyish white
like the shutters over the window,
I look towards the hazy light
wishing I was out below

Away from this high-walled hall
and out where the sky is blue,
Having fun to nature's call
absorbing warmth from the spring sun's hue.

Far away from lectures of lasers
or even semiconductors and nanostructures,
I'd rather be paddling in rivers
or scaling magestic rock structures.

Looking over fields and flowers
Feeling the breeze on exposed skin,
Living life like first time lovers
Frolicking free with my heart's kin.

Enjoying the smells of grassy spring
of flowers and fruits and morning dew,
Listening to flying birds chirp and sing
As the dawn sun starts the day anew.

In time

A bird in a cage
Empty words on a page
The passing of an age
A life on a stage
A desire to disengage

House of Flying Daggers

White snow floating down
Blood drops scattered all around
One person will die.

A love not returned
A life given to protect
A helpless soul weeps.

Berbual..

Sampai senja kita berbual
Emosi berkucak-kacik

aku merindukan si tanahair
peristiwa tujuh bulan lalu
risau yang dia sudah lupakanku
Engkau cuba memeriahkanku
dengan tiada jayanya
air mataku menitik untuknya
untuknya yang tidak mengingatiku

Soalan yang bermain dalam hatiku
engkau tiba-tiba tanya
soalan yang sepatutnya disimpan selama-lamanya
Hal ini bukan mainan.
mengapa engkau tanya? mengapa?
Mindaku mungkin hendakanmu...
tapi hakikatknya lain
Aku menyukaimu...... bukan mencintai..
Lima bulan tertinggal..
Lebih baik untuk kita kekal sahaja..
sebagai sahabat.

Lima bulan...
sebelum aku kembali kepada si tanahair
banyak soalan yang kutanyakan
soalan yang akan disimpan sahaja.
Aku harus lupakannya...
tapi itu mustahil...
Hatiku berdebar mengingatinya

get publishing...

Putting my views in the line of fire
Out for all to shame or admire
Hoping the words will somehow inspire
Someone somewhere away in some shire

My words may never carry weight
They will just lie quietly and await
For a day when someone may yet relate
And let the world know of theo the great.

Do as you do

You do as you do
I do as I do
Can we do as we do
Without the big ado?
-
You've made your decision
on a judgement of mine
I don't question your vision
Just don't act divine
-
I know that you're cross
I don't give a toss
Keep up the sauce
Its all at your loss
-
Stay mad at me
Split up our friends
If you can't let things be
I'm not making amends
-
You have your tantrum
I'll keep my peace
This is no conundrum
It's yours to cease

No End.

Lines of poetry run through my head
Most get drowned but some will escape
Where they come from no one knows
They multiply when rationale is dead
When despair drapes like a heavy cape
When hope is gone but the end's not close

Life goes on and on and on and on
round and round in an endless wheel
Trap are we in birth and death
Continue we must from dusk to dawn
Underneath the heavy samsara seal
No freedom at the dying breath.

Clouds

Dark clouds are looming and the rain will pour
Despair creeps up and knocks on the door
Grey sky opens up and rivers swell
tide of hopelessness floods where she dwell

Where once was air now lies water
What once was sweet now tastes bitter
A necklace floats by with a broken clasp
Her dreams escape and flies from her grasp

Will the rain bring mud along with the flood?
Does she pay for her past its price in blood?
Will the water wane and just leave a stain
And she continues to live her life of pain.

Temptation of the knife

The temptation of temporarily relieve
Harming oneself out of desperation
Escaping into physical pain

Knowing it doesn't help but
Needing to modify the grieve
In any way to vent the frustration
Finding it hard to abstain
Emotions escaping with a cut