Hmm.. Poems.

The Promise of Day

2010-06-07T08:46:00.004+08:00

Dawn calls upon the puerile day,
for the dews are her tears,
the rays of the Sun ,
embraces away her fears.

As the fair maiden awakens,
she stretches out her limbs,
greeting the morning,
with a wave to the sky.

Aloof of all worries,
she steps out for a look,
a majestic of promise,
that none could deny.

In retrospect,
all roses have their thorns,
as the Sun leaves her side,
one's fear of emptiness without light.

That perfect picture,
slowly fades away,
from a life of technicolour,
to a polluting grey.

As she hides with haste,
under a thick blanket of black,
deserted and abandoned,
her fears still intact.

A light emerges from the gloom,
threading a starry path,
arriving in beaming glory,
a face plighted by a pimply wrath.

The Moon shines high,
into the evening sky,
outlining Earth's curves,

with a gentle caress.

To whisper sweet nothings,
as the breeze goes by,
to shower her with love,
deserving no less.

Her fears eases away,
for salvation is near,
but come what may,
the cycle continues and so will the fear.

Redemption

2010-03-18T16:15:00.001+08:00

Redemption - come what may,
with intentions of the pure,
words mean nothing,
let actions be the cure.

Time is readily consumed,
to build a house of trust,
but a slight crack,
might reduce it to dust.

Even when the house is rebuilt,
it will never be as it was,
if only we have known,
never would there be a cause.

A life seeking redemption,
a solace that might never come,
a bird snapped off its wings,
that dreams of touching the sun.

The Man Who Can't Be Moved... Needs to move on

2010-02-15T12:38:00.003+08:00

I walked into a corner,
looking for something to eat,
I saw a guy in a sleeping bag,
with a cardboard at his feet.

He seems to be waiting,
for a long while for this girl,
who has simply moved on,
and is no longer in his world.

I told him,"why don't you move on?
there's many more fishes in the sea?
do not be a stinky hobo,
at the corner of the street".

Well I guess he's just too broken hearted,
he can hardly even comprehend,
he doesn't have to wait by the side,
if he has a phone in his hand.

***
She may just realise that,
she may still be missing you,
but what if she has totally moved on,
and you do not have a clue?

You're still waiting at that corner,
haven't showered or eaten for weeks,
is this your destiny waiting all the while,
for some uncertainty...
***

The policeman has kindly told you,
to move off away from there,
before he gets all rough,
he wouldn't even care.

Can you imagine,
if she did came back to you,
with you as a stinky hobo,
she might just run away from you.

***
She may just realise that,
she may still be missing you,
but what if she has totally moved on,
and you do not have a clue?

You're still waiting at that corner,
haven't showered or eaten for weeks,
is this your destiny waiting all the while,
for some uncertainty...
***

The man who can't be moved...
needs to move on...

Nothing beats infidelity..Like a Golf Club

2010-01-28T09:14:00.004+08:00

Some say its a guy thing,
others say they were being led on,
pleasure above everything else,
anything for a hard on.

Nothing seems to make sense,
about infidelity in any way,
no wonder it is called sweet nothings,
when guys have something to say.

Males are always in it for the hunt,
never wanting to be tied down,
being liberal and having freedom,
the phrase seemingly thrown around.

These alpha males as you would say,
aren't superior in any way,
always the one to make mistakes,
and not admit it at the end of the day.

Why do you think lesbians are increasing?
can't you see the answers in their eyes?
its not because of Ellen Degeneres,
its because guys can't be trusted otherwise.

The more steely few,
would be hell bent on some payback,
just look at good wholesome Tiger,
now his whole life is off track.

Nothing beats infidelity,
the thrill of it is a rush..
well a good swing of a golf club,
an unforgiving blow with intent to crush.

Men out there,
open up your ears,
think with your brain,
and not your bumbling penis.

The Battle for the Adoration of Tweenagers Everywhere

2010-01-26T13:23:00.001+08:00

Harry Potter was a big hit,
with fans all over the world,
Daniel Radcliffe what a lucky kid,
with rabid fans of teenage girls.

But then came Edward,
with his pale white skin,
looking slightly out of sorts,
the victor? remains to be seen.

Do not be fooled,
by this glittery vampire,
along comes the legion of Twi-hards,
bursting through the wire.

You can just imagine,
a showdown for franchise supremacy,
a battle between wizards and vampires,
add some werewolves and its gonna get messy.

Can you just see the line up?
on each of these sides,
with Harry, Hermione and Ron in tow,
against Edward, Bella and Jacob's might.

With one casting intricate spells,
and another moving fast as hell,
and then do not forget the villains,
they are not to be left out without a fight.

Voldermort with his idiotic face,
and with Snape the Half Blood Prince as well,
versus the evil family of the Volturi,
Dakota Fanning ain't your typical ordinary gal.

Lets not forget the father figures,
within each of these writing styles,
can you imagine old beardy Dumbledore,
against the equally aged Dr. Carlisle?

Well the results may vary,
from both sides of the camp,
one would shout Harry Potter the victor!
The other Twilight the champ!

It's not a matter of passing the torch,
or about who makes all the bucks in the town,
teenagers are just passing through a phase,
its just a matter of time before another comes around.

Personally I would rather see,
a cat fight between the two authors,
who would win in this epic battle,
between JK Rowling and Stephanie Meyer?

The winner if you think hard enough,
are the author themselves,
the losers you might ask?
the consumers who spend needlessly off the shelves.

Perception

2009-12-12T11:32:00.003+08:00

A little taste of perspective,
gives meaning to one's understanding,
a pinch of sarcasm in every conversation,
makes the basis nonwithstanding.

Love in Dementia

2009-09-29T02:53:00.002+08:00

When the words, I Do are said in a wedding,
two souls are binded by love,
to love and to care for each other,
through all the good times times and the rough.

But now it seems death is not needed,
for them to part,
for they hardly remember each other,
from the start.

Memory lapses are cruel,
for it denies true love to flourish,
a loving relationship that should last,
is as good as perished.

But eventually true love will prevail,
it would be their final light,
they would then lie in each other's arms,
an endless slumber into the night.

The Moon

2009-09-11T16:17:00.002+08:00

The sun seeks salvation,
as the sky is painted black,
a new light emerges,
a dimmer glow in fact.

The moon sits atop the clouds,
gazing straight into our eyes,
its warmth felt in our bodies,
a heavenly feeling to be precise.

But tonight that feeling,
is nowhere to be found,
is something wrong with the moon?
its no longer as magical as it sounds.

In the distance,
it’s as if the moon gazes at a star,
a star seemingly distant,
you can barely see it from afar.

I can feel the moon,
wanting to reach out to it,
for now rather impossible,
would they ever meet?

In one particular evening,
the moon emerged with hints of red,
as if it has been crying,
for that star that was once said.

Peculiarly enough,
the rain fell down in droves,
beating hard into the Earth,
is this really love?

Another star glitters in the sky,
as if to wipe those tears away,
the rain became lesser and lesser,
perhaps it has something to say.

The rain finally halted,
and I swore I saw the moon turn,
with a slight glance at the distant star,
hoping it would once again return.

Within a moment,
the moon shone brighter,
I gave a wry smile to the sky,
“I’ll pray for your happily ever after”

To miss Moon, wherever you are.

Michael Jackson 1958 - 2009

2009-07-08T21:05:00.005+08:00

Entertaining fans for decades,
with a sequined glove in hand,
a trademark scream,
50 years passed.. an abrupt end.

He made it hip,
to learn our ABC's,
he taught us how,
to Blame It On The Boogie.

He grew,
he couldn't stop till he had enough,
that was the beginning,
he just had the right stuff.

Off The Wall,
he then turned Bad,
ironically telling us,
to Beat It instead.

He made it possible,
to dance backwards with style,
shocking all viewers,
when the Jackson 5 reunited for a while.

He made it decent,
to grab his crotch,
with his toes upon the ground,
like a ballerina's touch.

Everyone wanted to be a zombie,
when he danced with the undead,
denying he had a son,
when Billie Jean was made.

We Are The World,
fed millions all around,
singing You Are Not Alone,
echoing the message in its sound.

He wanted to Heal The World,
he made it a better place,
he made it possible,
with his artistic ways.

He was a Dangerous entertainer,
simply excellent beyond good,
but still he wanted us,
to look into his Childhood.

He made us realise,
to make this world better,
in order to make change,
we have to look at the Man In The Mirror.

Over time,
he became a victim,
of cruel tabloids,
and the media attention.

He was cruelly barraged,
with words of fire and stone,
and now finally,
he could be left alone.

We echoed Marlon Jackson's sentiments,
When you left us,
a part of us left with you,
but a part of you,
will live on with us forever.

A sobbing Paris said she loved you so much,
and so do we,
may your legend live on,
you made it great for you and me...

Live on MJ.

Time

2009-06-13T21:05:00.004+08:00

Time seems long,
it may seem short,
it's simply relative,
to the user's thoughts.

See it through my perspective.
it is totally your call,
treasure every moment.
or be oblivious to it all.

To appreciate a single year,
ask the student who failed,
skipping revision to play,
another year would have sailed.

To understand a single month,
ask a mother with a premature baby,
what a difference a month would make,
the life of one could be changed completely.

The significance of a week,
can be comprehended by a survivor,
that one week of enduring pain,
suffered at the hands of disaster.

Just one more day with a loved one,
that is how a patient would seek,
one with a terminal illness,
clinging on to life with a frame so weak.

The pain of enduring an hour,
may be truly felt by a waiting lover,
where time just stays still,
the passing of one minute seems like forever.

A minute may be redundant,
try to ask a man who missed the bus,
a minute is all he needs,
to determine if he is slow or fast.

A second is hardly felt,
but that is all it takes to live or die,
ask a man who escapes an accident,
between a sigh of relief or a tear in one's eye.

A milli second may be nothing,
but ask the person who won silver,
in a sport's meet of such close quarters,
he wished he had trained harder.

Time may be playing tricks on you,
but do not ignore it all,
spend your time wisely,
or it could be your downfall.

Unlike Any Other

2009-05-18T23:16:00.002+08:00

A son asks his dad,
who is the strongest of all?
is it superman?
who could break through walls.

The father then replies,
with a smile on his face,
this person she’s strong,
no one would dare to face.

She is immune to all pain,
she has strength beyond compare,
she uses these powers wisely,
only for the ones she care.

She can move really fast,
she can do many things,
she’s like the Flash,
and a multitasking king.

Love her, you should,
you could clearly see,
the strength of one’s love,
reflected upon me.

When you are stuck with a problem,
and a solution can’t be found,
simply think of your mother,
and calm yourself down.

It will give you the belief,
to overcome your mess,
as the saying goes…
Mummy knows best.

Freedom

2009-05-07T23:16:00.002+08:00

Struggling with issues,
that no one comprhend,
independence being seeked,
met with a wave of a hand.

Denied of any answers,
livid beyond belief,
teenage adolescence..
today's new found grief.

Cries falling onto deaf ears,
pain being shared with none,
living through this endless pain,
never seeing the Sun.

Seeking independence,
freedom from these chains,
loneliness tying it down,
could drive anyone insane.

Aimlessly walking down a road,
with nowhere else to go,
no signs or indication,
people come, people go.

With one final attempt,
a last cry beyond the sea,
"Dad, I have problems"
a reply,"Not now.. I'm busy"

Love-Fight-Patch

2009-05-01T11:19:00.003+08:00

All seems rosey and bright,
living in a fairy tale dream,
happy to be loved and to give,
as much as it seems.

Holding each other's hands,
parading their love to the world,
the girl cherishing the moment,
the boy shouting "This is my Girl!"

Staring intently into his eyes,
the boy staring a little lower down,
he may not be a perfect gentleman,
but the girl loves his time around.

Everything seems perfect,
nothing could be better than this,
nobody will break them apart,
however at night something's amiss.

They quarelled over the phone,
seeming to be at their wit's end,
screaming at one another,
words too stretched to comprehend.

They quarelled for an hour,
then it became three,
telephone companies must be happy,
their phone calls are never for free.

The defeaning screams,
were then met with an eery silence,
the girl asked for a break up,
the boy showed no defiance.

He was too shocked to react,
he was paralysed with fear,
what would life be without his baby,
his sadness summoned out his tears.

He plunged his head into the pillow,
crying like a twelve year old girl,
understandably vulnerable,
his baby was his world.

When the sun greeted him with light,
he rolled off onto the floor,
not caring for pretty much anything,
he wished things were like before.

Then the phone rang,
and a familiar name flashed,
"it's her! i'ts her" he shouted,
and so he dashed.

his ego did not stop him,
for her voice was like a remedy,
to the pain that she has brought him,
truly ironic if you ask me.

His momentary happiness,
quickly changed to concern,
he was crying in pain last night,
now is her turn.

He asked her what's wrong?
and she replied "I miss you",
she added "Let's get back together".
"I really want to be with you".

Rejoice fellow people,
for the couple is back together,
their love neverending,
a bond never to be severed.

On that day they felt relieved,
they are fated to be one,
night time comes again,
all that effort was undone.

The process of loving fighting and patching up,
almost seems like the times of a day,
maybe in fact they are meant to be together,
in this neverending love of the chaotic way.

Cruelty..

2009-03-09T20:02:00.003+08:00

The paranoia of loneliness,
the fear of being erased,
the shrill pain of such emptines,
that undeniably bitter taste.

Engulfed in one's solitude,
rejected by society,
living never felt so painful,
losing every inch of humanity.

To be acknowledged,
to establish one's existence,
to feel for this tortured soul,
nothing to reminiscent.

Stripped of all dignity,
ridiculed beyond compare,
cruelty of such intensity,
the world never seems fair.

An outstretched hand,
appears from the heaven's above,
has help came too late?
is there ever a chance for love?

Broc and Cauli

2009-01-24T14:59:00.004+08:00

A close-up on Timmy's plate,
as far as my eyes can see,
there seems to be an issue,
between the green Broc and white Cauli.

Broc said to Cauli,
"You originated from me,
you only turned white,
theres no difference can't you see?"

And then Cauli rebuked,
"What the hell!? we're not related!
Somethings wrong with your mind,
you must surely be jaded!"

They kept arguing,
for what seems like forever,
they kept on debating,
the situation ain't much better.

Never has there been,
such a conflict as I believe,
between two individuals,
ever since Adam and Eve.

The Greens believed in similarity,
the Whites said there's change,
within everyone's consensus,
this topic is actually oddly strange.

During the 7th rebuttal,
came a thunderous sound,
as the clashing of forks and knives,
roared noisily all around.

The 3-pronged attack,
came crashing down,
aiming to pin them through,
killing them in a merciless mound.

And the pair was thrown into a pit of despair,
surrounded with jagged teeth,
all cries for help were unheard,
the horrors lie beneath.

As the teeth gnash and chew,
them to a grainy mixture,
they are brought down the gullet,
the pair seems to have no more future.

As Timmy swallowed the veggies,
into his ever-hungry tummy,
he exclaimed words of joy,
and a smile so bright and sunny.

"So Delicious!
I love my veggies!
it gives me lots of fibre,
and gets rid of my fatties!"

A Xmas Wish

2008-12-21T00:21:00.002+08:00

It is the 25th of the month,
everyone knows the routine,
I’m waiting in line,
for Santa ever so keen.

I eagerly stood by,
as there are hundreds ahead,
impatience building within me,
with every minute’s wait.

Alas after the 1010th patron,
it is finally my turn,
I sat on Santa’s lap,
grabbing his attention.

I looked right into the bearded figure,
with puppy-dog eyes displayed,
saying in my oh-so-sad voice,
hoping not to be dismayed.

“All I want for this festive cheer,
is something different from the others,
it is intangible as you can’t see it,
without your help our lives are for worse.”

“In this time of giving,
will you hear my pleas,
whip out something from your bag,
make it all better pretty please.”

“Will you please remove the bears,
which haunts my dreams every night,
making me so cold and scared,
even when the Sun is in sight.”

“May my broken home,
be rebuilt right away,
may its citizens be proper,
may everything be okay.”

“Please oh please,
fix my flawed piggybank,
let its system be intricate,
secure it with an anchor and a shank.”

“This is my last wish for the day,
please keep the monsters away from my bed,
please keep that evil Bernard Madoff away,
I am ever so afraid…”

As I thank Mr. Clause,
and hugged him tight,
may this not be the last time,
that I will see him tonight.

Deep within my heart,
I whisper one silent wish..

“Santa oh Santa,
will you hear my cries?
Santa oh Santa,
oh so kind and nice,
Santa oh Santa,
Please fly by my place,
Santa oh Santa,
Milk and cookies shall be the case.
Santa oh Santa,
I know I’m on your Good list,
Santa oh Santa,
Please eradicate this financial crisis.”

The SP Student Cyle

2008-11-01T17:46:00.003+08:00

Student orientation,
looking gundu in unison,
promoting camps everywhere,
layout just like a jobfair.

Buying laptops here we go,
which is the best,I may not know,
first time eat cheap McDonald's,
welcome to this chaotic world!

I am from Singapore Poly,
it boast six foodcourts,
and we never go hungry...

I am from Singapore Poly,
wondering why we pay
so much for tuition fees.

If you are on a low budget,
FC 1, 3 and 6 is a safe bet,
the rest is overpriced beyond compare,
so expensive might as well share.

The schol's layout is one big mess,
SMA, MM and all the rest,
pretty chiobus in business block,
Moberly jamming lets go rock!

I am from Singapore Poly,
it boast six foodcourts,
and we never go hungry...

I am from Singapore Poly,
wondering why we pay
so much for tuition fees.

CCA fair is underway,
many people many things to say,
being backed to a corner,
why should you really bother?!

Dragonboat training is a real killer,
club politics ever so clear,
staying ever so late for training,
I would rather be home sleeping!

I am from Singapore Poly,
it boast six foodcourts,
and we never go hungry...

I am from Singapore Poly,
wondering why we pay
so much for tuition fees.

How time flies while having fun,
projects and assignments so ma-fan,
gpa score not too good,
holidays coming where got mood?

Holidays no time to enjoy,
working part time.. oh boy!
maximum work minimum pay,
what else do I have to say?

I am from Singapore Poly,
it boast six foodcourts,
and we never go hungry...

I am from Singapore Poly,
wondering why we pay
so much for tuition fees.

One more sem till the end of school,
tempting prospect till I can drool,
labouring through final year project,
group members slack they all neglect.

Barely made through presentation,
markers running out of patience,
then fail FYP sibei sian...
here we go all over again!

I am from Singapore Poly,
it boast six foodcourts,
and we never go hungry...

I am from Singapore Poly,
wondering why we pay
so much for tuition fees.

An Ode For A Beloved

2008-09-16T22:31:00.003+08:00

As I lay awake,
throughout the night,
my mind's been busy,
with thoughts alight.

The ceiling stares at me,
the cool air stays still,
something's been,
bugging me a great deal.

As I search my mind now,
for some hints,
pondering deeply,
using up all means.

And then a memory,
flashed by my eyes,
reminding me of a moment,
which made me cry.

I can see my grandpa,
hugging me real close,
it was a kind of feeling,
I missed the most.

He cared for me deeply,
I felt the same way too,
I was small abck then,
what could I ever do?

Before I could show,
my love for my grandpappy,
he had already left this world,
he left too early.

Cancer got the better of him,
sadly he succumbed,
my heart was frozen,
it just went numb.

And as I slowly stared into space,
wishing for me to see his face,
its just way too late,
its been 10years since he was dead.

I fought my tears back,
and searched for a new start,
he's never been dead,
he has always been in my heart.

I laid to rest right there and then,
finally I whispered these words
to my grandpa... my best friend.

I love you and you will not be forgotten,
you will always be in my prayers and such,
and it must be true,
that God loves you just too much.

I've never felt so loved..

Medieval Tomfoolery

2008-09-09T23:23:00.004+08:00

The creaking of the four wheels,
as its rolling fast,
keeping to the rhythm,
as its heading west.

To the land up the hill,
with towers at every corner,
ruled by Kings and Earls,
long live the Royal Charter.

Bow to nobility,
curtsey if you must,
count your silver pennies,
there's no one you can trust.

When women get too involved,
run for the hills I say!
hypocrisy is in the air,
you will be charged for heresy.

Where is the evidence?
on what grounds you may ask?
monks will speak of the devil's mark,
defending will be no easy task.

Its all about the taxes,
who can argue with the King?
he lays down the rules,
he determines if you float or sink.

Marriages no longer hold meaning,
for no two lovers are to be united,
this is done all in the sake of prosperity,
there's no room for the two who are fated.

A farthling, a shilling,
a penny or two,
the pound ever in demand,
poverty is ever so true.

The rich just keeps getting richer,
the poor just lay down and die,
do you notice something similar?
just like the modern world of you and I.

Politics

2008-09-07T09:54:00.002+08:00

A little child is quietly watching the Tv,
he was watching so intently,
that he even forgot to pee.
Then Daddy gave a loud out grunt,“
You’re a man now…
You have to watch this son”

He flips over the channel,
to a presidential debate,
it was a battle of words,
between two prime candidates,
one another giving false pretense,
Daddy said this is where it all begins.

"Can I be your president?
will you vote for me?
I’ll right the wrongs,
and make this nation strong,
vote for me….
and it wont be long."

Then the child quizzed his Daddy,
if the man would ever mean his words,
Daddy said he’s just there to give T-shirts,
if somebody did something,
it could obviously be seen.

Just look at W,
what has he done?
he went to war with troops,
with loads of guns.

What happened to the Weapons of Mass?
Destruction is what they caused at last.
Nothing seems to make sense at all,
even Michael Moore seems to protest.

Then Daddy snorted,
“What ever happened to the Greats?
From Roosevelt to JFK,
How long must we wait?
Is it fated that all the good,
would die from a bullet of a gun..”

Now life goes on and we live on,
will things ever change from now on?
Will those promises ever be fulfilled,
hoping those words would be signed and sealed.

The Child then asked what leaders are out there?
And then came a reply with some expletives I swear,
he had lots to say.. he gave a piece of his mind.
he said something along these lines:

“If you travelled back in the day,
you would want to get Julius Caesar,
now that was a man,
you would want to call a leader.
He would literally beat the rest,
he was strong..
he was up to the test.”

“Another leader that you would want to follow,
he’s strong, he’s clever and a no-nonsense fellow,
You would think he’s some Bollywood actor,
his name is Genghis Khan you should have known better.”

“These fine men of great stature,
they’ll wipe the floor with today’s candidates,
for sure, they’ll send them all back clear,
staright back to yesteryear..”

“In all my life I see great men come and go,
the one’s that can lead are often assassinated though,
the wrong are killed and who has suffered,
We all know…”

“For people like Marthin Luther King,
he had a dream it was happening,
out of nowhere came a shot,
before Ben Branch could even sing….”

“Then we have a man who was to be called X,
it was to represent the suffering of the Blacks,
then he go a little too strong for one organization,
he was shot then came the sudden realization…”

“What is wrong with this whole world?
what can be done to make it sane?
Now what’s the point of choosing sides,
I’ll lose the game, it’s the same anyway.”

Then he gave a frustrated sigh,
“People got too many alibis,
we just live with the flow,
And just hope everything’s okay.”

The Child then says out loud,
“I’ll make things right I’m sure,
I’ll seal the cracks and make it strong,
I’ll show you Dad it won’t be long.”

“Then Daddy looked at him with teary eyes,
politics is going to be in a big mess,
when giving out speeches
don’t forget to wear your Kevlar vest.”

The Apple Tree

2008-08-26T23:28:00.004+08:00

As the apple picker whistles songs,
of splendoured morning dews,
the apples grow,
the apples seem so nice and red today.

As the apple picker whistles songs,
of splendoured morning dews,
as the rays keep shining brightly,
let me grow along with you.
(Chorus)

Farmer Joe says,
don't you ever,
pick them off the ground,
they are rotten,
no one ever wants them
to be around.

With a smile he gently speaks,
he then says it all to me,
don't pick the ones in the middle,
take the ones at the top of the tree.

(Chorus)

You take your time,
you climb it high,
you show that you're sincere,
even when you keep on falling,
you'll make it there,
if you persevere.

You must be strong,
don't fear mistakes,
there's no easy way through,
Life isn't all foreboding,
it will reach out to you....

Help Me

2008-07-06T21:39:00.002+08:00

Can you hear a cry for help,
from a distance away,
for the victim seeks salvation,
for the pain is here to stay.

As the fading whimpers,
reaches to an abrupt end,
for up above in the darkened skies,
arrives an angel.. truly a Godsend.

When the little boy reaches out,
the angel instantly disappears,
is this all nothing but a facade?
simply played about by his fears.

The boy lay cold and helpless,
in the run down streets of his mind,
he lay there hurt and battered,
looking for a light..anything as a sign.

His hopes are nothing but dreams,
his nightmares are as good as reality,
consumed by fear and anxiety,
hoping one day, he would be free.

Take Me Away

2008-06-12T19:37:00.005+08:00

It used to be what I have seen in my head,
but overnight that memory's been erased instead,
whatever happened to the place we used to love?
for it is here for it is now, the pain is just much too rough.

This paradise that I speak as of late,
the water's blue the breeze is blowing overhead,
but then this moment when the water's went up high,
it wiped those tears and all those cries.

Take me away to a place called yesterday,
where the skies were plain and blue..
Take me away to a place called yesterday,
where your words still rang so true.

The threat is cleared, the damage has been rectified,
the wound is sealed, but the pain still lives on inside,
will this place ever be what it used to be?
it may look the part but the scar still remains in me.

Take me away to a place called yesterday,
where the skies were plain and blue..
Take me away to a place called yesterday,
where your words still rang so true.

These tears are shed for the ones that have been lost,
these tears are real for woe is what i see and all is was,
and now I yearn for life to start afresh and start anew,
how I hope this simple wish would just come true...

Take me away to a place called yesterday.....

The Abyss of Love

2008-06-11T11:17:00.003+08:00

Note: I can't stop rhyming.

Let me fall into the abyss of love,
let me feel that special warmth,
that's when you say you love somebody,
its something you can't buy from.

It is said that every being,
has another to be with,
to spend their lives in entirety,
to give more than to receive.

Love is very simple,
the equations can be seen,
one declares his or her love,
the other states what it means.

Unfortunately theres a breakdown,
in understanding from the source,
from what can be seen as simple,
many are confused and are lost.

From two souls it accumulates to three,
from two genders it becomes one,
what is wrong with the human race,
how can these problems be undone?

What do you think?

2008-05-15T23:00:00.001+08:00

I don't feel like writing poems anymore.

:(

Stupid Foolish Me

2008-05-12T22:53:00.002+08:00

It's been some time,
i gotta tell you,
I want u to know that,
I've cared for u..

Ever since the crabgrass
grew on your porch,
we ran round tracks,
and do just as such.

From when the time,
you were with someone,
i stayed away,
he's lucky he's found one.

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

When it was ripe,
to shed the uniforms,
I've barely heard of you,
hoping when the time comes.

But then I bumped
into you on the way,
when you were working,
I managed to muster a simple hey.

Times got better,
bumps were more,
I see you smiling,
I was done for...

And then you told me,
of this new guy,
I'm kinda depressed,
but never asked you why.

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

Follow rainbows,
over trenches,
I chase for gold,
i feel oh so helpless.

Let me apologize,
in advance for now,
please believe me,
I'm no evil cow.

I do not wish,
for all your sadness,
things happen for a reason,
I hope I'm not making things worse.

So, as you say you and him,
were no more one,
it's been painful for youu,
clouds have eclipsed the sun.

Whatever I told you back then,
I really meant those lines,
it has meaning and raw emotions,
even down to the punctuation signs.

Then a few days later,
you dropped me a big one,
you said he wanted to meet,
he regretted what he has done.

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

And true enough,
u didn't meet him,
I was in cloud Nine,
I'm as happy as it seems.

But now comes the problem,
what should I do?
should i tell u now?
do u have any clue?

I kept telling to myself,
if it is fate its meant to be,
if its not then,
We shall see.

Please hear me out,
let me tell you straight,
I've cared and liked you
to be frank I can no longer wait.

I really mean my words,
I want to be there for you,
will you hold out your hand,
and say these words too..?

Note: It didn't go very well.

The Temperamental Game

2008-05-08T22:46:00.002+08:00

Hello there teachers and friends,
psychology's tough to tame,
we can teach you with a fun method,
let's play the Who's Who? Game.

We have four contestants,
they are named Mr A to D,
the onus is yours to figure out,
which temperament they possess clearly.

The first of the lot,
is a very cheerful Mr A,
who looks kind and friendly,
seems he has many things to say.

He tends to move too much,
he is way too self-centred,
he is very superficial,
his curiosity cannot be bettered.

Next in line is an optimistic Mr B,
he seems fairly active in everything,
with confidence soaring at such heights,
he has the will to do anything.

These leadership qualities have their downfalls,
for Mr B also ahs a fiery hot temper,
he's way too aggressive and inconsiderate,
he is just too insensitive to others.

Here comes the evr sensitive Mr C,
with his analytical calculator in hand,
ever the working perfectionist,
he can also be a faithful friend.

For a mind of a genius,
he is an awfully shy guy,
who's rather rigid and moody,
he can hardly hurt a fly.

The last and final contestant is Mr D,
he is cool and he is laid back,
he gets the job done but he ain't much fun,
for his humour is rather dry and whacked.

For a seemingly quiet and timid guy,
he is one stubborn headed fellow,
lazing around is his forte,
he wouldn't lead, he would prefer to follow.

Note: There are four different temperaments., they are:
Phlegmatic, Choleric, Melancholic and Sanguine.
Who do you think possesses which temperament?

Life Cycle

2008-05-03T15:20:00.001+08:00

As the tears roll down your cheeks,
dark clouds surround the night,
heavy showers follow soon after,
there seems to be no end in sight.

Every raindrop that embraces mother Earth,
slowly eases the cries of one's hurting heart,
for after the shower's gone..a rainbow follows,
it is time to grow anew..time for a new start.

The tears that were released,
are now seeped into the ground,
it now mixes with other sediments,
rocks,seeds, anything thats around.

You emerge as a different entity,
as you spread out for control,
you grab hold of life with your roots,
in life, you have to learn to be bold.

And now you grow upwards,
your petals dancing with such grace,
you grow towards the sunlight,
the past is soon to be erased.

The magnificent splendour of life,
is never to be underestimated,
we may be knocked down before,
we will be stronger,thats how we're created.

Note : Hang on dear friend.

21 Years and Counting

2008-04-17T21:54:00.001+08:00

The fire keeps burning,
the passion still clear,
the love for one another,
every cherished tear.

Together forever,
and never to part,
nothing could break this love,
21 years from the start.

A comforting hand,
an innocent smile,
every moment is special,
even just for a while.

The love they possess,
can't be described in a rhyme,
may their love be strong,
till the end of time.

Happy 21st Anniversary Mom & Dad

Hey Baby

2008-04-09T09:06:00.003+08:00

That little beauty totters,
teeters then it fell,
everything about you is great,
except for that smell.

Your smile is special,
its precious and its warm,
I certainly know,
who you got that smile from.

Hey Baby Baby Baby,
I just love you so,
I can't bear to see you cry,
I won't let you go..

Hey Baby Baby Baby,
let me take your hand,
give me a little smile,
I'll be your biggest fan..

Your gibber gabber rambles,
are like music to my ears,
it may just seem nothing,
but my understanding's clear.

If you woke me up,
late in the middle of the night,
I wouldn't mind at all,
I'll be at your beck and call.

Note: Many tend to misinterpret this poem. So, if anybody is reading this. Tell me what you think this poem is about.

M v B

2008-04-09T09:04:00.001+08:00

Whenever i sense your presence,
my mind can never be at ease,
due to the chaos caused by emotions,
which never seem to cease.

Theres even a war erupting in myself,
which end result could be catastrophic,
though ironically the topic at hand,
is really stupid and rather pathetic.

The topic that i speak of is love,
which poses a threat to every being,
but nonetheless its of upmost importance,
for its a neccessity for the living.

Everything seems to contradict each other,
dont you agree so?
but these are the spices of life,
this is what we are living for.

What do u think is the solution?
when a heart disagrees with ones mind?
for the heart continue to persist,
but the mind wants to decline.

Will you give me a chance,
to prove myself worthy,
of your companionship?
or will you just let me be?

One things for sure is...
I live a life of unmatched sobriety,
its most likely that,
loneliness is how i will gain my notoriety.

Funny Love

2008-03-04T13:08:00.002+08:00

love is a funny little story,
which has many twists and turns,
at one time you be may be happy,
but it wont last, you've to learn.

That someone may say its neverending,
that someone may say its fate,
that someone may love you this morning,
that someone may leave you when its late.

Everyone needs a little loving,
never denying that warmth,
that feeling, that tingling sensation,
but no love can last a storm.

this is where break-ups and divorces,
would come barging into the frame,
wrecking people's happiness,
this entity feeding on their pains.

Well, riddle me this you lovers,
you got to think it through,
why would you want that pain?
none of you have a single clue,
the vagueness drifts back into focus,
we are being toyed around as tools,
the truth has never been clearer,
we have been blinded we are merely fools.

For a Friend

2008-03-04T13:05:00.001+08:00

I know I'm nobody,
the past is forgotten,
at long last..
the present's not much,
different to me,
it is a mirky mess.

Perceptions have been twisted,
didn't really see it coming,
one's life in a downward spiral,
circumstances mandates helping.

Good intentions pushed away,
ignored and despised,
blocking out all stances,
this is certainly not wise.

Do not forget the reminder,
that was passed from one's last breath,
a full moon hasn't passed,
things were better before he left.

Keep away from the bright lights,
that flash across the night,
keep away from the bottled spirits,
the misdemeanor of rights.

Can't you see the signs?
they are everywhere as they say,
can't you feel the pounding aches,
that torture you in the wake of day.

Listen to these cries,
which think of you constantly,
cleanse the mirky present,
for the future is yet to be.

Paint You

2007-07-15T11:59:00.000+08:00

I'll paint you a picture
of you running away,
that's the time when you left me,
in a state of dismay.

You left me to fend
for myself in the cold,
the harsh conditions,
is freezing my soul.

I've got to be strong,
and learn to face reality,
these chains are finally broken,
and now i'm finally free.

To explore the world,
and conquer it all,
to be whatever i dream,
to rise and not fall.

Life's just way too short,
to waste on a lady,
the wallet's running thin,
better save the money.

I'll just wait for the moment,
when you'll come crawling back,
I'll look straight into your eyes,
and say, "Hit the road Jack!"

Times are changing,
and it's moving real fast,
gotta move a little faster,
so i can say,"Life's gonna kiss my A$$!"

FOC!

2007-04-12T01:02:00.000+08:00

Can you hear that noise?
Can you hear those cheers?
it's coming from sma campers.

Arun's leading the pack,
with his amplified voice,
you have got to sing along,
you don't have much choice.

As block T1A is nearly broken down,
you can feel the trembling of the ground,
cracks are forming by the walls,
We're SMAC, we got the balls.

The chanting was suddenly
brought to a screeching halt,
the sounds of rumbling stomachs,
was largely at fault.

The campers began to groan and moan,
as their voices reached a more tired tone,
all assembled nearby foodcourt 3,
food is coming, thank the Food IC's.

Before we can eat to our heart's content,
a cheer is mandatory. Kong wants a chant,
we raised up our cups way high in the air,
as we echoed after him with a determined glare.

Once that was over,
we plunged our head down,
into those food packets,
like starving hounds.

When the food side has finished,
it is now time for the games,
you can never go wrong with,
Ser Guan, Fauzi and James.

As the groups were sent out,
to complete their tasks,
you can sense the urgency,
to them, winning is a must.

At every station,
you can see their eyes,
it's flared with passion,
which is no surprise.

The bright blue sky,
is covered with a blanket of black,
as the time has come,
for the nightwalk trek.

Certain people were gathered in a spot,
they were brought to the confines of the club,
as they were transformed into hideous ghouls,
those walking the route, i pity those fools.

Saf and Alvin
planned the walk,
every corner,
every area is bound to shock.

Behind the chaotic scenes,
there's the unsung heroes,
the logistic personnel,
with such strength to boast.

The strong men were made up of 3,
Wee Kiat, Wei cheng and Farhan too,
these are the people who you see,
appearing disappearing out of the blue.

As all of these happened,
you can hear a click not far away,
Hansel can be seen shooting his camera,
capturing raw emotions night and day.

If accidents were to happen,
and people were to be hurt,
the medics are here,
they'll be on high alert.

Eileen and Marcus,
such an important pair,
they are the ones ,
who are there to care.

As everything goes the way as planned,
3 figures overlooked the entire camp,
the mighty Arun, Hafiz and Kim,
they really make a great team.

At the end of the night,
the OC room bustles with noise,
as the campers lay their head to rest,
comments are thrown towards each other,
while the room was in such a great mess.

Amidst the chaos,
Jin Zhao diligently writes,
the minutes, the points,
throughout the entire night.

She writes at such an unbelievable speed,
you don't believe she can achieve such a feat,
she's already famous throughout the camp now,
as she's now known as jin zhao pei pa kao!

As the camp reaches its ending point,
there is no more turning back,
the camp will just be memories,
and that's a fact.

But we will meet them once more,
when school reopens soon,
these enthusiastic campers,
will be eating mac when break comes noon.

When all the dust has settled,
and all the work have been done,
there's left two more guys,
who has some chores to run.

Aliff and Liu will be organising,
a post camp activity in 2 weeks time,
it's a pot luck style of food system,
let's just hope the weather will be fine.

It will be held at Sentosa
on a Saturday afternoon,
you don't want to miss the fun,
we hope to see you guys there soon!

Don't say she looks like the moon

2007-02-14T20:29:00.000+08:00

As i walked through
the park on a sunday night,
i saw a lovely couple,
holding each other real tight.

And then the guy whispered
something in her ear,
all of a sudden came a slap,
and she disappeared.

So come on guys,
you have to listen real good,
if u want to keep
your girlfriends in the mood.

You can say that she's pretty,
and beautiful all the way till noon,
just don't say that she looks,
just like the glowing moon.

"What is wrong with this phrase?" he asked,
You're saying that she's ugly and her face is a mess!
A face full of pimples and acne galore!
Just like her face got repeatedly slammed by a door.

So now he has learnt his lesson,
he now has to apply it right,
now here's another chance,
before it goes out of sight.

And then at the park,
on the very next day,
I see the guy explaining to the girl
what he meant the other day.

And now he once again
whispered something in her ear,
the girl looked shocked,
and something became clear.
She slapped him again,
and the guy looked pretty dumb,
she screamed back at him saying,
"How dare you say i look like your mum!"

moral of the story : revise on your adjectives
to describe your gf.

The St.Ranger

2007-02-13T13:18:00.000+08:00

The sky turned dark,
with a blanket of black,
as u can hear the sounds,
of a nearby wreck.

People are screaming ever so loud,
judging from their cries
it's without a doubt,
the St.Ranger is near,
he's coming for you,
and the songs you love so dear.

As he approaches his victims nearer,
with a single push of a button
they're gonna meet their maker.

The devilish ghoul raises it's head,
and lets out a sound and later he said,
"I've come for your music what do you like?!"
"Give me what i want, or its gonna be a long long night!"

As the visibly shaken victim whispers,
a tear rolls down by his cheeks,
the song he treasures so much,
has been destroyed by this freak!

This haunting presence lets out a cry,
the music records are now one song shy,
as the song he screeches is no longer there,
no more happiness just despair.

Just when this scary being approaches another,
Three men gallop through the chaos in shining armour.
One, the master of Dance, He drifts on his rainbow steed,
as another the master of Metal songs indeed.

The last and final wields a sword
with sacred markings by its side
which states "Rock and Roll All Nite"

The three knights battle
for their lives and their music,
for the world would be nothing,
without sounds and harmonics.

After weeks of battle,
the three hit him low,
as they managed to get rid of the being,
poisoning him with techno!

The being dies in an instant,
and crumbles into dust,
he can no longer satisfy,
his singing lust!

The world is saved for the time being,
the heroes have done thier tasks,
they ride to the horizon celebrating,
while listening to "Another One Bites The Dust"

Cheer up my friend

2007-02-13T12:48:00.000+08:00

Come on my friend,
why are you so glum to begin?
wake up, smell the roses,
it aint bad, you still can mend.

You may be disappointed,
you have worked so hard,
but you get such crap,
but you gotta get urself right out of the mud,
and well we gotta take it back to the start,
come on, i know you still got the heart.

Life may just not go your way,
this is life, it's a beach i say,
but you gotta keep moving on,
to show that you can get things done.

So pull up your socks,
and get your pens ready,
Round 2 is coming,
you gotta be steady.

Don't listen to the critics,
they're just there to put you down,
there's only one thing you should listen to,
heres a clue,it thumps with a rhythmic sound.

So my friend i hope
you will no longer frown,
i believe you will swim
and will not drown.

You have to be confident,
get your head in the game,
concentrate real hard,
this lion you will tame.

I hope in the near future,
there will be laughter all around,
you will be the prid and joy
and the talk of the town.

That day will come,
you can make it happen,
the opportunity is there,
it's yours for the taking.

If she knew

2006-08-31T19:05:00.001+08:00

do you want to know something,
that i have been keeping
within me for some time?
it can't be said in words,
only in the form of rhymes.

i know this girl of such beauty,
i wish she could be mine,
but i know i have no chance,
i don't want to be out of line.

all i can do is hope that
she would just look at my way,
and smile to me sweetly
that's enough to make my day.

i can't think properly,
what do you think is wrong?
is it because i'm in love?
or it's the tightness of my thong?

i wish i could just tell her,
what my heart has to say,
but i'm just too afraid,
that it will end in a bad way.

i wish she knew how i
really felt about her,
well,im pathetic and dumb,
why should i bother?

hai..

A Friend

2006-06-23T13:38:00.000+08:00

as i begin to type this,
i begin to think and ponder,
if whether through a computer,
is it the same as meeting each other.

some say yes,
some say no,
some just shake their heads,
saying "i don't know".

well from a certain perspective,
it's pretty much ludicrious,
since one's identity is blocked off,
creating an image falsely pretentious.

its just as good
as meeting a friend,
without a face,
since pictures and images,
has replaced the expressions,
that is to be shown from our face.

but yet,how can we be bold,
to say so many things online,
when in real life we seem,
like mice so timid at the back of the line.

i don't know what to do,
i have nothing more to say,
nothing seems real,
life seems like a play.

all i know is that,
you are real,
and you are here,
at least i know something is clear....

i'm fortunate to have a friend like you.

The Faraway Admirer

2006-04-13T09:42:00.002+08:00

This is a poem about,
a boy who dreamt too much,
who was just too afraid,
to step on the clutch.

The boy has been scarred,
from his past and needed,
to get on with his life,
in which he has not succeeded.

However,the boy found solace,
in the mysterious eyes of a lady,
in which he was captivated,
by her beauty and spontaneity.

Her beauty is out of this world,
she has a one-of-a-kind smile,
which could stretch to,
as far as the river nile.

The boy was rather curious about the girl,
as he has always wanted to ask her this question,
"Did it hurt when you fell, straight from heaven?"

But she too had been a victim of her past,
this is why beneath her ever joyful exterior,
lies a person who believes sadness is a must.

No matter how much he likes her,
he can never afford to tell how he feels,
for he doesn't want to lose a friend,
which would pretty much be a great ordeal.

So,as the sun begins to set,
and the day is almost over,
the boy just stands there,
as a faraway admirer...

~Fin~

The Real Jack And Jill

2006-03-24T21:00:00.001+08:00

Do you really wanna know,
the truth behind Jack?
the guy who fell head first,
with a big loud "crack!"

Do you think he's off,
to fetch some water?
well before that moment,
he wasn't even sober,
he can hardly stand,
for he drank too much,
as Jill think its wise,
for them to split and such.

He can't take the pain,
the situation was bad,
he kept on thinking that,
he is better off dead.

So he went up the hill,
to end his life right there,
by jumping off the hill,
hoping to give Jill a real big scare.

He wanted to make Jill,
scarred for life,
wanting her to know,
that she ended his life.

So when he was about to jump,
he heard a familiar voice,
it was Jill who was telling
Jack to make the right choice.

Jack scowled at her and said,
"Shut up! You are too late!
I'm going to be dead!
but your memory of me
dying in front of you will
forever be stuck in your head!"

So he gave out a laugh,
which was rather scary,
and jumped off the hill,
looking strangely happy.

But Jill was fast to react,
and she pulled him back,
so he fell on a safer place,
with all of his body parts intact.

But Jill's luck was beginning,
to take an awfully bad turn,
as Jack landed on his head,
and suffered a concussion.

So who said Nursery Rhymes are all happy stuff?
the truth is just kept from the kiddies,
in fact it's pretty nasty and pretty rough.
and the rest as you all know is history....

A Few Coins In Hand..

2006-03-01T20:30:00.000+08:00

A hand is cast into the darkness,
while another plays a musical tune,
hoping that someone would appreciate his craft,
and give him a dollar or two.

But his music is scarcely appreciated,
for it was met mostly with scowls and frowns,
for people think that he feeds on sympathy,
but maybe he just wants his talent to be found.

What about the old people then?
Aren't they a little old for showbiz?
asks some people in their hearts,
but theres one fact that they missed,
employers wont hire the elderly,
for the only important things in life are,
cheap labour,profits and money!
I may be bold to stereotype the conglomerates,
but most of this is true,
just look at the foreign talents that are used.

Life is cruel,yes thats true,
but why cant we make it easier,
for those who need more help than you do?

So,lets just put a few cents,
into that container with a smile,
hoping the best for them,
to make their efforts worthwhile.

Say Something

2006-02-08T08:15:00.000+08:00

I'm waiting here in the rain,
in my best-dressed suit,
waiting for a sign,
any answer would be fine.

but all i get is numbness,
in my hands and on my mind.
why do i feel so cold?
and i know its not the rain,
its because im left alone,
and im becoming insane...

Would you say something.
I want to hear your voice,
would you say something.
just make some noise,
to show that you are there,
but i guess im in despair,
for all i here are raindrops,
cutting down through the air.

Im still waiting in the rain,
and you're still not here,
i would wait for an eternity,
just to make it clear,
that i will wait for you,
for as long as i live,
i want to prove to you,
im willing to give than to receive.

Would you say something.
I want to hear your voice,
would you say something.
just make some noise,
to show that you are there,
but i guess im in despair,
for all i here are raindrops,
cutting down through the air.

The rain hasn't died down,
and so is my will,
to wait for you until..
you give me an answer.

Every day,i will think of you,
while i stand in the rain,
waiting for an answer that will never come to..

copyright-Aliffo Magnifico

Damn....

2005-10-27T20:53:00.001+08:00

In this inky void of anxiety,
one lay to weep,
for the pain will never go away.
Life seemed foreign,
life seemed incomprehensible,
one would just wish,
but its more than just a mere intangible.
The past would come to haunt,
one would recognise fear,
everything becomes a blur,
everythings unclear.
Living with an unknown purpose,
one would merely blend in a sea of selflessness,
but nothing will go away,
being too attached to one's complications,
will become the death of one.
But amidst the chaos,
one seeks solace in a towerig hedge of despair,
until one discovers that letting go
was the condition to be free.

lonely...poetry...

2005-09-28T21:11:00.000+08:00

I live a life of unmatched sobriety,
and loneliness is how i will gain my notoriety.

Accidents

2005-08-05T21:40:00.001+08:00

People in cars cause accidents....Accidents in cars cause people.

lol...

Love...

2005-05-14T16:12:00.000+08:00

Love...
Such a short and simple word...
Yet its dangerous and rather absurd...
Love...
Many fools have fallen prey...
To escape?There is no such way...
Love...
It is said that you feel all fuzzy inside...
In the end,you feel like you have just died...
Love...
Some are lucky,some are not...
Many are in the luckless lot...
Love...
Is never a fairy-tale,for its all a lie...
I keep saying to myself,"Surely die!die!die!"
Love...

2 worlds

2005-04-22T21:26:00.000+08:00

Two worlds... Two Different worlds...

Picture two worlds,
one filled with the light
and warmth of joy,
the other filled with
darkness and disaster,
which is no place for
any girl or boy.
In comfort,they toast
in front of their fires,
while the rest suffer
under the extreme,raging weathers.
They feast like kings as if
there is no tomorrow,
while the othere have
nothing to eat,
except their sorrows...