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

Imagination

In a land of green sky and blue earth
Lay a ring of metal pure and nameless
Owned by one but claimed by none
Valantly defended by one with shields
Enclosed in safety upon a berth
Yearning for blessings from the blameless
Offering itself to that which begun
Under green sky within white fields