Sunday, February 17, 2008

Pearl Dots

Your hair rings out in my affection
Your voice is an angry seduction
I go around the curves of red lipstick
The color that gives me a kick

They say you're so good yourself
But I am the one who makes you better
They say you're so full of yourself
But I am the one who makes you lesser

Notes: This short poem is the first poem I wrote directly on my laptop. I would like you to guess the item mentioned in this poem. I shall reveal the answer once I get about fifth-teen comments on this poem. Be my guest to make a guess

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Cold Absolution

The unknown space so cold
The unknown age known to be old
Home to the stars that shine
Do you think you'll be fine?

Absolution is the answer
Absolution is fair
Absolution is there
Waiting for you to bear

Are we a bit like that?
Or are we like this?
A cat on a mat
Giving you a cold hiss

Notes: Was listening to MUSE songs when I came up with this. I tried making the first stanza like malay poetry where the first stanza usually has nothing to do with the poem.... then again it maybe does. Please comment.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

BECOMING A BEAR

There was a baby bear
Playing under an old tree
Laughing in the cool air
Listening to a story
The tree talked of things that were no longer there
Creatures he wished he could share with the baby bear
"Are they like what I am?
Jumping giggling among the green"
"Just like a baby lamb!
All so beautiful to be seen"

The baby bear looked around and asked
"where have they gone?"
The tree blames what the fools have done
Then, it started to rain
As the bear understood the pain.


Notes: This poem is made for choral speaking. My teacher asked me and another student to write something about nature for choral speaking. I will have to teach my group how to do it.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

One planet,one chance!

We are the sapiens
Living on mothers' patience
Destroying her green
Yet we call her mean
For the wrath that she sets upon us
That turns our homes to dust

Mother can get angry
And when she does we see
There is only one mother like the one given to you and me
Take a moment and sit by her tree
We got one mother in our hands
That shouts out one chance!

Notes:Been busy... should have more updates during the school holidays. This one is about NATURE . I hope it can make it's way to green peace or something.....anyway this is the second time I used the word SAPIENS.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Harum - Scarum

What is love?
Is it being free as a dove?
Is it never having to be sorry,
For my mistakes in our story?

Is it tradition followed by millions,
Done by portions.

Is it so lasting as they say?
Till the last gloomy day

For what I think
It is caring.

Note: Love.......

Quibble

Is it fine today?
Another day needless to say
Is it getting redundant
Or am I too hesistant

Why is there a lag?
Is it because of this bag?

So now I think I'll drop on the parquet
Then see if they call me a poet

Now I burst in laughter
For I feel greater
As i get caught in the muck
It feels like being hit by a truck

So welcome to my life
The first day of the rest of my life

Note: I spent so much time on this rather then the others. I'd have to say I'm satisfied with this one. By the way I also love how i changed the tone of this poem in the fourth stanza.

Shinning Knowledge

I read to understand what I see
To bring the world closer to me
In the darkest corners of the night
We all are in need of some light

The light i speak of is knowledge
Found not just by passing college
But also through our joy and sadness
The lessons we learn are priceless

Yes as much of what we need in the dark
Can be found by a book from a bark
Music with lyrics still we read
Through time change does the seed

Words to draw with

Hello my friend
I need a hand
To draw the universe
With a verse

Pure before and now rotten
Like the old fields of cotton
But with a mind to beat
I close my ears killing the heat

I do not care what you say
The music will make my day

Note: Figure out what it means .

Friday, November 24, 2006

Swan Price

The swans gather to play
During the lonely day
The love is true
Never once blue

The colour of innocence
Shows pure love's patience

Sometimes it has gone
Neurotic to the bone
A lesson they learn
At the same time earn

Notes

Okay..... I was inspired to write this poem after reading a comic (love themed) which explains the theme for this poem. I like it but at the same time dislike it because I think I lacked originallity in this poem. I don't know, you be the judge.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Royalty Daze

The Bird of the Hermes is my name
Eating my wings to make me tame

Then the loyal dog-man came
Looking for a lovely dame

Nothing more then shades of grey
Nothing less then the sound of May
Is it true you are the maid?
Loyal as possible he has laid

Now it comes the royal time
To tell my name in oil and lime

Notes
First try at this style of poems. Hope you like it, especially you The Wailer. Sorry to keep you and everyone else waiting I guess I keep on forgetting to post this poem of mine. I might come out with another poem after today most probally will be have a happy theme. To The Wailer, I thank you a million for your support.

Monday, September 25, 2006

A million

Can you see the void in a million years?
The darkness of this world
The sum of humanity
Is it good to fill this void?

But what is this void?
A million mistakes not knowing the emptiness
Could it be what we think?
What is it that we think?
A million questions left unanswered

The clock ticks by the second
To extend is no more
Still a million to short
So we enjoy what is left.


Notes :
I like the first stanza of this poem. Talking about void, let's take some time to sit and think of what is the void in our lives. Maybe you lack something like love, music, fun or well who knows it's your life. Live the way you want to.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

The personal escape

Everyday I sit on this tree
Moving on at the slightest danger
Then I look to the world below
Humans being bothered by everyday troubles
So I think hard
What do they do to be at peace?

Then I saw a girl
Who sat below my home
I watched from above
With a flash of confusion
What was this girl doing?
SHe just sat and closed her eyes
As if she din't care she was
The world still troubled
While she just sits here ignoring
Then I saw it
She was at peace
This is the escape for peace
A mother playing the piano
A boy writing a poem
And a father reading a newspaper
All their own personal escape for peace.


Notes :
Yes, this poem is writen about something we all do. To escape what we call the troubles in life even if just for a second. I decided of creating a character that shall observe in this poem. Which I hope you don't mistake for a monkey. The character is actually a squirel. The second line in the first stanza will prove that. Well, anyway in this poem I talk about something we humans do to be at peace. Like me, I use poetry and music to be at peace. Sometimes, people like the girl mentioned in the poem sits alone under a tree away from people closing the eyes to be at peace for a moment. But this escape for peace is actually not always going somewhere or listening to music. It can also be as mentioned above writing poetry, drawing, talking and even eating! Yes, I know sounds weird but I do have a friend who does it to be at peace. Sometimes this personal escape is not even seen! It is in our minds or our hearts. Which is probally mostly refered to as daydreaming.....Oh, one more thing if you would like to ask about where I got the idea to do this. Well, I would just like to tell you that I have one answer only for where I get the idea for all the poems I write. Which is LIFE.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

The Apple in symbol

What eat the fruit?
Is it the snake?
This is a cage
There is nothing else
Small very small my friend
Slither here and you be found

The question remains
Thing out of the bars
They call you crazy or mabye childish
Is it really how it looks
Or is it just all deceiving
Stop sit on a rock and thing how big is small?
Again the looks are deceiving.


Note: I don't know this poem was made while I was just sitting doing nothing. Not sure if it's good.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Raging Wagon

On a modern wagon
Hitching a ride accross misery
Along a song fo anger
Rebellion has cheated death
Now I sit here and stare
Drinking crushed beans
Feeling good for a commited crime
Not caring anymore
Not feeling guilt

It was all said and done
With you in blue
But ambience was red as hell
Like addicts but not
Expressing anger through media thinking of bad

Note:This poem is about my experience when I hitched a ride on my friends blue car. It was 3AM and we were singing along to the whole American Idiot album. We also decided to stop by Starbucks and drink coffee while surfing the net on his laptop. We dozed off on the sofa. ( And I thought coffee keeps you awake.)

Neko Sun

All the things that happened
Was it all as dark as it seemed
Under the glory days
That din't mean a damned thing to me
It was just all a bad dream
That I now try to shake
Creature of symbol
Your sign is clear

Colour me the way I want
Let me set the road
Don't forget the tar
Lonely so lonely here
Coloured black witha hallow body
Lights glitter inside
Hoping I burst to shine

Note: Kind off liked this one. I like the message in it and im sure you should be able to understand it.

Stop You

Stop holding your knife
It's leaving scars
Deep inside me
I din't mean to hurt you
Had nothing to do with it
Just my name on your list
I never did like you
You were just a friend
Things got damned
So now I turned

Will you help me?
I guess not
You must stop
Turn back I beg you
Im not a dog
Your ignorance
It is the danger in between
We are both under fire

Note: I liked this poem when I made it at first glance then suddenly it din't seem taht good I don't know. What do you think?

Monday, June 12, 2006

Eye Shall See

I was the son of darkness
It seemed this world so fake as you were real
Everthing's so split
How sad it's become
The meaing of life is not there
Because most of us deny this long fire

If only we were one
We shall be happy
A real happiness I meant
Not one brought by a white pil of dakness

Note: I wanted this poem to turn out as a very straight forward message to the world about something very dangerous. I am happy of how easy it is to understand it and I hope people understand and recieve this message.I also made it short for a few reasons to give a meaning not in the poem but by the poem.

Try To Remember

Cross the white path
Only to slip and fall into a cave
Flashbacks telling you it was all a waste
You forgot something
Something you tried to keep
It slowly crept away

Sad my friend that it happened to you
And dropped on me
I hope there's a glow of light
Awaiting you to save me
If you run my friend
You run into darkness faster
Just move slowly
But never shall you even dare to stop!!

Note:So after long I have finally found the time to write a few poems and put them on this blog and this is the first one. I hope you can understand it, it seems quite clear to me but you may need to read the second stanza twice to understand it fully understand it.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Dark Ally

You are my friend in war
Fighting by my side you are my ally
When I fall you pick me up
You stand afront with courage
You have courage there is no denying

Now my friend I would like to ask
Do you have honour?
You kill my harm
Hacking them to death
Neither woman nor child you spare
With a violent rage of anger you slaugther
Killed with out mercy
Is this the soul of a knight?
If this is you I'd rather kill you

We do need an ally my friend
A knight with courage to be our savior
But you have no honour
You are one with the damned my friend
Leave these grounds or burn in hell!

Note: This poem was actually a try at expressing anger. I do not know if this worked so I shall need everyone's opinion. The support you give I shall appriciate with my soul. One more thing, this poem is dedicated to an online game I have been playing for almost a year (RUNESCAPE) you can find this game at www.runescape.com it is a very good game that shall give you an idea of the medieval times. My hopes for my poems are that they be known to the world.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Two Faced Vampire


The I you see today is not the I you see tommorow
I suck blood meaning I am not a Homo Sapien
Is this why you attack me?
I mean what is the defination of human?
Is it scientific or heart?
You humans live with the help of your heart but do you have a heart?
You are then like me, a vampire, a being without life
Worthy a corpse a mere puppet
Better of dead
A scumbag to think you live

It concludes that you and I are the same
We are both heartless
We use our brains though
We suck the blood of others too in our own ways
So human, are you really human?