Menyuarakan Jelita Pemalu

Berhenti sudah kejujuran penyayang
Cinta salah menginginkan badan
Tertarik sudah pemandangan terlarang
Hati pilu yang hendak diselamatkan

Oleh jelita yang disuarakan
Oleh paras yang selimutkan hati
Oleh jawapan yang tidak akan
Muncul antara tembungan hati

Kerana paras marabahaya
Ku mencuri pandangan yang dimulai cahaya
Kerana nama yang bercahaya
Kau lihat sejauhnya daya

Menahan mimpi
Jalan yang di kiri
Aku tegur akan
Dia yang disuarakan

Shame of Lust

Never has an angel remained
Over the eternal flame
Reminiscent of the detained
And a forever shame
Succumbing in pain to beauty
Making the twisted happy
And wanting only much more
Day by day it burns sore
In ways much to hard of control
And darkening to black this soul
Not wanting to need the must
As all she is, is lust

Your New Gods

Show your love and sell your hearts
For no price at all to an advertisement
Of the new gods of your soul
That diminish this no rhyme start

Cast your bread upon the waters
To spread your religion across the world
And tell them all that really matters
Is to have the name hailed and sold

Your god has spoken into your bible
Updated weekly all set to babel
To all your friends and family
To the point of insanity

It's three dimensional blasphemy
It's your worship for celebrity

Notes: Written for one of the NiE teams ( Star Newspaper Competition ) in my school.
It's about celebrity worship. Ponder and enjoy

Hand of Artemis

You suffer and suffer as brother passes
The illusion and confusion of deary glasses
A headache you wish to vanquish forever
Now the last you want is he the wooer

I understand how you wish this to never
But to meet Hades, I shall deter
I understand how much Ate and Bia
has led you in through despair and mania

So I come to you my young maiden
Offering thy shoulder vanquished laden
Away from judgment of the Fates
And into my world of forgotten lateness

Notes: You might not be able to understand this cause I use the literacy device called SYMBOL for this poem. And as you can see, I use Greek Mythological Gods as my symbols for this poem. Slight research may be required to fully understand poem.

Pool of Memories

Beautiful and ugly to see inside thy pool
Colorful but cloudy to see inside my pool
The throne would let you relax to it
But annoy it does being dimly lit

I try and try to view this ocean
While thee cry and die because of Poseidon
But soon I know why thee do not see
Knowing it all is a crossed sea