I feel for you what is hard to describe,
It comes from this place I may call my heart,
Keep this parchment for on it I inscribe
Some thoughts I leave you before we must part,
My love for you flows as it knows no end,
My commitment to you will never wane,
We will be together, we will not bend,
Our ties to each other as strong as cane,
Fate brought us together, love pulled us close,
Apart we will be but the love remain,
As prove I give you these words I compose
I trust you with them, this blood from my vein,
Fourteen months apart, I will remain true,
I love you dearly, tell me you will too.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
sonnet : no title
Saturday, May 14, 2005
A Perfect Fit
Day by day I watch time pass,
I know for sure our love will last,
Even as I lodge in his country of Brits,
You will forever be my perfect fit.
There's 22 days more left to wait,
Before the dawning of the date,
I can hardly wait to be by your side,
To bask in the love that you provide.
I send you but a little bit,
A card not mine, some words I writ,
Beyond time and space I'm sure you admit,
That.... We Are A Perfect Fit
I know for sure our love will last,
Even as I lodge in his country of Brits,
You will forever be my perfect fit.
There's 22 days more left to wait,
Before the dawning of the date,
I can hardly wait to be by your side,
To bask in the love that you provide.
I send you but a little bit,
A card not mine, some words I writ,
Beyond time and space I'm sure you admit,
That.... We Are A Perfect Fit
Monday, March 07, 2005
Bored during lectures
If I were a witch a spell I'd cast,
For her mouth to bleed and her heart to rust,
For her bladder to fill and flow with pus,
And last of all for her voice to crust.
For her mouth to bleed and her heart to rust,
For her bladder to fill and flow with pus,
And last of all for her voice to crust.
The more she talks the worse she'll feel,
It'll start by her feeling just a little ill,
No tree or leaf will help her heal,
No herb or drug, no miracle pill.
At first she'll think she's got the scurvee,
But no fruit can help, no vitamin cee,
Her heart will be afflicted with an unknown malady,
It will go hot and cold, and the inside - rusty.
A U-T-I she will next beget,
The pain she feels she will never forget,
At the end of the day, she'll really regret,
The day she came and made me see red.
Alas. It is only a tale I tell,
For I am no witch and can cast no spell,
Her voice intrudes like a loud clanging bell,
But all I can do is wait out this hell.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Unnamed, Unfinished, 16/11/04-17/11/04
16/11/04:
Human Warmth is what I need,
Sitting here by the comps at Leeds
Watching friends & the world go round
as i do the work to which i am bound
A train of thought I do not have
I am drained till there's nothing left
my friends and work to keep me sane
but they do nothing to keep away pain
17/11/04:
A day has past and I am back
writing stupid rhymes that meaning lack
Listening to lectures but not hearing
Looking at slides but not seeing.
Emotionless and blank and cold as well
I sit in a lecture and wait for the bell
I am so exhausted that I could slip
within a few seconds into a deep sleep.
Found on 9/6/06 while packing, scribbled on some lecture notepaper.
Human Warmth is what I need,
Sitting here by the comps at Leeds
Watching friends & the world go round
as i do the work to which i am bound
A train of thought I do not have
I am drained till there's nothing left
my friends and work to keep me sane
but they do nothing to keep away pain
17/11/04:
A day has past and I am back
writing stupid rhymes that meaning lack
Listening to lectures but not hearing
Looking at slides but not seeing.
Emotionless and blank and cold as well
I sit in a lecture and wait for the bell
I am so exhausted that I could slip
within a few seconds into a deep sleep.
Found on 9/6/06 while packing, scribbled on some lecture notepaper.
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
May you dream
02/09/04
May you dream happy dreams for the whole of this night
If sad thoughts come near do try to fight
Do not think of me leaving for hurt it might
But when love comes in the future, please hang on tight.
May you dream of memories that are a joy,
Your favourite activities or a fond toy,
Do not think too much, leave responsibilities be,
Live your life as a scout should, a life pure and free.
Of expeditions and kemborees, or a great campfire
3 years over yonder, a scout you’ll still be
whereabout I will wander, I cannot forsee
While I wish you the best for all of your dreams
My own comes not in happy themes
Bittersweet they are, my dream of you,
For the memories always leave me numb and blue.
Sunday, August 01, 2004
Written before august 2004
Unknown
May you dream of fairy tales with its castles and all
With knights and squires and towers standing tall
May you dream of a princess who is in love with thee,
As I dream, in my slumber of a prince who loves me.
May the friendship develop and slowly, love bind.
In the years, over yonder, we know not what may,
But I am content with this tale on this hot stuffy day
Monday, May 26, 2003
26 May 2003
This is one poem that i DO NOT remember writing at all!!!
Do you remember your first heartbreak?
The pain, the hurt, the grieve, the ache?
The feeling of loss which is so great
Your tears keep falling as you break
The tears won't come until he is gone
And it will last all the way till dawn
But yet, you're thankful that he was born
For he'll remain with you, as your first-love-thorn
Memories of that day will not be clear
How you survived it you'll never be sure
My memory of it is still incomplete
For as I write this, I'm experiencing it.
Do you remember your first heartbreak?
The pain, the hurt, the grieve, the ache?
The feeling of loss which is so great
Your tears keep falling as you break
The tears won't come until he is gone
And it will last all the way till dawn
But yet, you're thankful that he was born
For he'll remain with you, as your first-love-thorn
Memories of that day will not be clear
How you survived it you'll never be sure
My memory of it is still incomplete
For as I write this, I'm experiencing it.
Sunday, April 28, 2002
Trust
Trust is something which must be earned
Especially from your own children
It comes slowly, but it can fly
Oh, it can disappear in the blink of an eye
Under pain of death you must not break
Any word you made, or anything you said
For faith can shatter, as easily as glass
When you show that your words will never last
Especially from your own children
It comes slowly, but it can fly
Oh, it can disappear in the blink of an eye
Under pain of death you must not break
Any word you made, or anything you said
For faith can shatter, as easily as glass
When you show that your words will never last
Wednesday, March 27, 2002
Thorn amongst Roses
How unfair can this country be
that a lesser speaker can be chosen over me
It was clear for the whole team to see
The injstice that was done to me
Why him from amongst the lot of us all
Why him we ask when they made that call
Was it because he was so tall
Or was it because he could speak at all
You could call him a thorn amongst roses
he was the only malay between the rest of us
The call for him was made because
He was the only thron amongst the roses
that a lesser speaker can be chosen over me
It was clear for the whole team to see
The injstice that was done to me
Why him from amongst the lot of us all
Why him we ask when they made that call
Was it because he was so tall
Or was it because he could speak at all
You could call him a thorn amongst roses
he was the only malay between the rest of us
The call for him was made because
He was the only thron amongst the roses
Wednesday, August 08, 2001
Egg first or chicken first?
Competition detail:
You need to write an essay of about 100 words. End your essay wiith... "and that's proof that the chicken came before the egg"
Competition entry:
Egg first or chickent first? a millennia old catch 22 argument which has been disputed over and over throughout the years. To settle the argument, I lay down the following facts.
The egg came first
Some will say
But the chicken came first
By the river Tay
The egg will not hatch
By the freezing river
Unless there's a chicken
to highten the temperature
The egg needs a guardian
for protection and warmth
and that the chicken provides
beneath its motherly form
Without the chicken
the egg will not survive
the egg will not hatch
if it is deprived
and that's proof that the chicken came before the egg.
You need to write an essay of about 100 words. End your essay wiith... "and that's proof that the chicken came before the egg"
Competition entry:
Egg first or chickent first? a millennia old catch 22 argument which has been disputed over and over throughout the years. To settle the argument, I lay down the following facts.
The egg came first
Some will say
But the chicken came first
By the river Tay
The egg will not hatch
By the freezing river
Unless there's a chicken
to highten the temperature
The egg needs a guardian
for protection and warmth
and that the chicken provides
beneath its motherly form
Without the chicken
the egg will not survive
the egg will not hatch
if it is deprived
and that's proof that the chicken came before the egg.
Thursday, July 26, 2001
Drip, drip.
Drip, drip, the sound of rain reaching the ground,
Like tears from the sky it comes pouring
accompanied with strong winds which change directions
It comes in a rush with hardly any warning.
undated, 2001
Drip, drip, the rain comes through the tattered roof
and collects on the ceiling
The dirty droplets seep through the ceiling beams
and suddenly, it's raining in my home
Drip, drip, my mattress gets soak
and I move important things out.
Soon, it starts pouring
Right here, in my room.
Drip drip, the sound of rain reaching the ground, like tears from the sky it comes pouring
accompanied with strong winds which change directions
It comes in a rush with hardly any warning.
Like tears from the sky it comes pouring
accompanied with strong winds which change directions
It comes in a rush with hardly any warning.
undated, 2001
Drip, drip, the rain comes through the tattered roof
and collects on the ceiling
The dirty droplets seep through the ceiling beams
and suddenly, it's raining in my home
Drip, drip, my mattress gets soak
and I move important things out.
Soon, it starts pouring
Right here, in my room.
Drip drip, the sound of rain reaching the ground, like tears from the sky it comes pouring
accompanied with strong winds which change directions
It comes in a rush with hardly any warning.
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