but

i'm trying hard to refrain from writing figuratively like i have been for the past week… but somehow i can express myself better that way i think… cos being direct has never been somethin' i'm good at? ah… just can't resist… here i go again…happy but sad
here but there
awake but dreaming
hopeless but hopeful
smiling but crying
near but far
warm but cold
all but nothing

take a hike

i got back home from jb at 2356hrs only to see my msn flooded with messages on the petrol hike from midnight today to 1.92 sen per litre… thats a friggin’ 30 sen increase! what the…. it’s too late for me to rush out jus to fill up now… i guess i’ll have to pay the price tomorrow… since my tank is really empty and i procrastinated on fillin’ up…
with the hike… i’ll have to hike more often from now…

the sweet sound

fascinated by my bassist's creative muvo… the song in my ears? strange deja vu…
i wish i had one of my own… then i could care less about all the noise around me…

paths

the sky is overcast
cumulonimbus clouds
horizon is masked
thick fog enshrouds

the paths there are two
which one shall he choose?
the safe and sound route?
the risky leap of faith?

between the lines

the truth is
i am not poetic at all
hence
five poems
in this week alone
means something is
not quite right

i could use a cup of cheer

summer

summer is slowly
slipping away
green leaves are
fading to brown
what was once
a sunny day
is now turning into
a cloudy one

summer passed by
in a blink of an eye
before he knew it
she was gone with the breeze
like withering leaves
in autumn
he fell fast
to the bottom

summer was
short and sweet
but he didn't have
enough of it
now she's cold
like the wind that blows
and soon enough
it'll start to snow

summer doesn't know
she will be missed
he's hoping that
she never has to leave
as disappointed
as he may be
seasons change
and so will she

tragedy

a few days back… a friend of a friend met with a motorcycle accident and was hurt pretty badly… her motorcycle was in bad shape after that too… fractured wrist… nose… etc…
and
only just last night as i was havin’ drinks in ayub pulai… a car and a motorycle collided with such a loud bang it startled everyone in the mamak… the rider flew off his bike and was terribly injured… blood was streaming down the road a dozen yards away from where i was seated… such a sad mishap…
boy have i seen more accidents in my few years here than in my earlier years in ipoh… i think i’ve mentioned it before… and i’ll say it again… people here are reckless…

anything

he would give up anything…
just to hear her sweet soft voice…
just to catch a glimpse of her again…
just for one more moment with her…

he would do anything…
just to caress her face…
hold her tight in warm embrace…
forever in this time and space…

he would forgo anything…
just to prove
his love
is true

without

without her
his life is sepia
without her presence
his heart's absent
without her smile
his soul cries
without her voice
he hears silence

without her realising
he watches her every step
without her knowing
he keeps her close at heart
without her asking
he lightens her burden
without her
it's a standstill

within

within lies
her true beauty
within lies
his hidden secret
within lies
her heart of purity
within lies
his earnest yearning
within lies
her unselfish being
within lies
his unspoken feelings
within lies
doubts unresolved
within lies
the truth yet unknown