Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Tiada Janji Bersifat Janji

Jika tiada cinta sebati
Mana dicari puisi hakiki
Tidak bisa dimamah benci
Kalau kita tidak bersangsi

Kalau hati sudah dilukai
Mana pulih kalau berganti
Kalau sempurna dicari-cari
Hanya domba dibuai hati

Hanya tuhan yang erti
Jeritan ku di sanubari
Kalau nanti bersatu kembali
Tiada janji bersifat janji

Monday, June 27, 2011

Dearest Lemons

Life has tried to give me failure
And I really failed
I really failed to accept failure
As I spelled failure with love
I then spelled love with triumph
Then I spelled triumph with happiness

Life has given me lemons
Looking back, I now realised I had a full jar of lemonade

Saturday, June 25, 2011

It's not that I don't care

It's simply because you're meaningless to me

A justification for my opinions

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The liberty of my thoughts is not for you to judge but for the genius to ponder

My New Definition

I define my art

I may choose to change the meaning
I may choose to believe what I wrote
I decide the definition of my art
Therefore I have changed the meaning of it

Thursday, June 9, 2011

I Love You Because You Are You

I haven't been sleeping,
Killed by the thought,
Of you w
atching the other dearingly,
Sharing your voice lovingly,
How I was in your mirror.

I guess missing is pointless,
For the link dies halfway,
How my face melted away,
How my name erased from your heart,
The months we cared,
Ended through the winter days,
Seemingly perfect,
Yet perfect is nothing without you.

I guess now I realise,
What I had disagreed,
For your words which I undermined,
With regrets now,
Not for what you have,
Nor for who you are,
But simply because,
You're you.

Sunday, June 5, 2011


The cones and pines on a tree,
Dropped to the temperate sands,
From levels of unseen heights,
Simply parted to my please,
Undoubtedly wondered on perusal,
The thoughts of the perseverance queen,
In agony of the sea,
Overwhelmed by the anguish kings,
For kings of heavens in palace,
Seeking the heart of the pine,
Dropped from its land,
Of supposed joy and pride,
Yet foretold innocence,
Bygone by myths,
Unproven with malicious intentions,
Proven with the lioness songs,
Bled to death,
But death is too far.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Trembling Hands

Now that I have given up,
On the things I love,
Closest to my heart.

How my hands tremble typing this post,
How my mind spins,
The tears on the keyboard,
Never as much as this.

I know I tried,
It all fails,
This is so difficult,
Please god keep me on sail.

Not drowning i asked,
But now suffocated with the truth.

My hands still tremble,
My keyboard is wet,
Oh my shirt is so drenched with tears now,
Never has this happen when writing my thoughts.

How much it is bleeding in me,
This is the truth.