Thursday, September 22, 2011

hairs like lovers.

heartbroken..when your beloved hair falls for the barber's scissors. all those moments when they ran down your forehead just to kiss your eyelashes, hugged tight to your temple, tickled your ears, made you feel the marvel of wind, everything falls apart.. memories mean nothing to these beauties as they are always keen to be dazzled by the sharp edges of those two faced scissors.. as they drift down your mountain of expressions, they tell you that you two no longer belong to each other, you two can never be together anymore.. you can do nothing but wait in life to find another love..wait for the new ones to grow..

Saturday, July 30, 2011

he.

(it is about sb who is .. let us say 'lost' to sum it up. it's like he is dead, for himself.. no redemption could ever make his boat float again)

weird dream. they were all on the other side of stream. he was standing in between. he wouldn't move. water bounced off his denim clad shin but he couldn't move, he couldn't be moved. i couldn't see his face for i was behind him, on the other bank. no pebbles jolting down the way could scour his stand, his tainted sand underneath. his expressions were lost amidst the flowing reflections. he was lost with all others still staring at him and no one to push him off that clogged ground he was stuck in. i couldn't let him flow along the stream, others wouldn't let him flow along the stream. others sat, genuinely, to stare at him dissolve along time. but i felt somehow, he just waited for a hand to reach him, a shove to propel him to the land. when now i wake up i realize, he was just waiting for a big flood to sweep in and embrace him away with it...

sweet dreams.

dreams fall like nuts from wicked tree
a crone vaults off on spiked broom
burnt faces knock glass-pane to see
a poltergeist dance in your room
pigs snore in seething oil
leeches creep as shadows loom
blankets turn to burying soil
specters haunt to cheer your doom

Friday, July 1, 2011

what do you get from life?

ppl die. a friend of my brother died a few days ago. today we are here, tomorrow we're not. i'm not. u're not. what do u get from life?
i just got a mail from a friend abroad, i get a picture of her new born child.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

PARTY GIRL

she was sittin by the fireplace
lookin beauty in her soft pink dress
she looked brighter than the wooden flame
and i just wanted to know her name.
i was 20 she was 23
cudnt stop staring at her glee
she happened to be my sister's fren
and i fell in true love once again..

a thought then just hit my head
what mirror had to say ‘bout u
what flaws in me that I had
cud never introduce to u
she must have a boyfren
i was just another kid in the block
curly hair and braces
i knew i was out of luck..

she was all beautiful and yap yap
just woke after drunken nap
am having many guesses
but now i just can't remember her face... -_-

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Love Comes Strangely

A ray of hope in lantern beam
rain subdues the tainted scream
flurry of thoughts collide to form
a touch so strange to conscious whim
Moments splatter in heartbeat race
tears to varnish a swollen face
wind quietens for taciturns
two lovers heat cold in patience.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

CLOSURE.

the denial
shun
even the sun is tired of tanning you
wind can no more carry your sweat
all that twinkles
you smile and face wrinkles
dab some dreams in the crinkles of clouds
an organic body to let the soul sprout
just waiting for the 22 million carats of diamond being formed in the sky.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

..

sometimes you have to fall into a ditch to avoid falling from a cliff.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

i had a beautiful dream.

A ship sailed. Till now i didn't know that i had a heart. There goes a happy man, there goes a sad man, both smiling..Ocean wind don't wait, waves cannot stop from hitting a cracked rock. Sunset and stars look good in the horizon, it is where the heaven melts and you dream..

I had a beautiful dream. You were on the other side of the pond. The water on my side was a bit green but it was clear on your side. I saw a chrysalis emerging from under the pond on my shallow side. I was excited to see the pupa turning into a butterfly underneath my blurry green pond. You wanted to see it too. You tried to come to me, wading across the pond, on your converse. Tides were against you as you splashed your legs on your clean water. Nature was surreal, beautiful. Trees, breeze, autumn daylight, and your beautiful image. I just kept on staring at you..and before I could see how the pupa would emerge, before you could reach the other side of green water, the alarm set up.