Sunday, September 30, 2007

The Best Photograph Ever Taken



Strips of golden lights eased out of the horizon
With valleys and rivers stretching the entire field
It reminded me of my existence in this beautiful world
At least, in this beautiful place
The fragrance of flowers lingered in the air
I stood on the mountains to frame this breathtaking scene
Images after images
I snapped with haste not wanting to miss any second of it

After what seemed to be hours of capturing the paradise on earth
The void in my head persisted
My mind was challenging me
Just when i was thinking what was i missing
This lady graced past me
Her silhouette blocked the bright hot sun
Like how an umbrella would shield you from

The addition of her in this scenary is flawless
The fields behind her was calling out to her
The rivers seemed to stop its flow of water
They were reaching out to her
Without delay
I reached to her too and
took the most mesmerising photograph ever

Her smile bid me goodbye as she disappeared down
the mountain and out of sight
I cheered in delight and jubilance
Thinking that this could be the masterpiece of all
Just when i was being complacent
I tripped
With my camera reaching over to the
valleys below
I dived with everything i've got
It was too late
The camera with the best photograph was gone
Gone to the paradise on earth
With the sun setting
My hopes were shattered
There goes the best photograph ever taken


Saturday, September 29, 2007

Differences


Those beautiful imperfection of yours makes my mind go blank. It's a new feel of this world. Step onto a land of 'grass is greener on the other side'. It makes my mind stay, at least, fresh. If you smell it..

Friday, September 28, 2007

Holy cow

Dear Christ, I like you.
I do not like your Christians.
They are so unlike you.



Christians never fail to piss me off. Seriously, some Christians behave like fools when they tell others how God loves everyone. I swear to god, they really look dumb. They are showing their complete ignorance and stupidity. Just like this morning, everyone is looking at each other, and laughing at this self-proclaimed God believer. Don't make a fool out of yourself. If God lives in you, be it. Let it continue living in you and please do not spread your belief to others. What's worse, you really look a retard who had just shit in his pants and not knowing shit is brown in color, you started telling everyone that your asshole just produced Cadbury and you ate it. If you ever possess a brain, use it wisely. Make yourself stupid, it's perfectly fine with me. But please, Jesus isn't suppose to come back yet. Don't make him come back just to teach you that your asshole produced shit, not Cadbury. After all, I still respect Jesus, don't make a fool out of him.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

I could never take the place of your man.



It was only last June
When her boyfriend raged again
She couldn’t stop crying
Cause she knew he was going to say..

10:25 on a lonely friday night
She was squating by the stairs
Hmm, she was crying all night

I asked if she wanted to join me
And she said that,
"All she wanted was a good man.."
And wanted to know
If I thought I was qualified

And I said,
"Baby, don’t waste your time
I know what’s on your mind."
I may be qualified for a sidekick stand
But I could never take the place of your man.

It hurt me so bad when she told me
With tears in her eyes
He was all she ever had
And now she wanted to die

He left her with a slap
And another knock on her face
She couldn’t stop cryin’
Cause she knew he was going to say..

She asked me if we could be friends
And I said,
"Oh, honey baby that’s a dead end."
U know and I know
That we wouldn’t be satisfied
And I said,

"Baby, don’t waste your time
I know what’s on your mind."
You wouldn’t be satisfied
With a sidekick stand
And I could never take the place of your man

Edited from : I could never take the place of your man - Jordan Knight

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

My new fucks

I have countless of ideas. Countless of sleepless nights. Nights like these, I came up with these poems. You left those beautiful memories with me. You are my inspiration. I shall never forget you and i will try to keep those ideas coming in. Till they don't ring any bell, till the cows come home, till i drop, then i will stop. I miss you so much.

Seems like i got myself a hardcore fan named, 'Yang'. Ty, my dear faggot Larry.

Dyeing the Agonies


I wait in vain
My head in pain
My eyes are bleeding with bruises
No amount of antiseptic could cleanse those wounds

Every puff i took
I felt a decayed tooth
Every way i look
Always are those loops

I bled through my skin
Only to find my empty vessel being rinsed
Those cells i slept in
Were nights that contained my scarred inks

Dawn reveals glimpse of hope
I am still entangled in my own jar of ropes
Being tied in this whole tragedy
Is this a prodigy of another heartfelt story

Strips of golden lights escaped
Caught were my foolish acts
I tint the stars so bright tonight
But she is no longer here with me, right?


Monday, September 10, 2007

People = Shit

It was 8:19. I was waiting outside the clinic, waiting for it's grand opening for the day. I was some distance away from the entrance and when i reached, there was already this guy waiting besides the door. This guy who came just after me stood right in front of the entrance and waited. "Aww, well.." Minutes later, more people(=shit,obviously) came and stood besides the entrance. Some simply ignoring the fact that i'm the second one on the list. So well, it's perfectly fine with me cause i'm not in a rush. The nurse came and opened the door. Everyone is queuing up for the registration(noted that i was the last one in the queue) and this guy who i mentioned earlier, was second in the queue when he suddenly turned around and pointed to the space in front of him. He showed me the 'Hey, you're before me' kind of look. So i was surprised and thanked him before walking towards the counter. And, I can see all those 'boys and girls'(they were ladies and gentlemen of at least 28 of age and above but they reacted like they are just born into this world) expressions. Sometimes, it's just a matter of courtesy and opening your mouth stuffed with gold bars. How can they ignore my existence that i was actually much more earlier than them and most of them queued in front of me without even thinking. Talked about being gracious, i guess our people are just too humble to be gracious. How wonderful can Singaporean be? Sometimes after all these little incidents, you would be entitled to a forced smile on your lips. :)

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Oversaturated.

You'll never change what's been and gone. So stop crying and be on your way.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Aren't we suppose to?



Sometimes i wonder why do some people don't realise that they are fucked up somewhere and react accordingly? Just like when i saw this guy wearing the army no.4 at the bus stop. All of us at the bus stop were waiting for the buses so I wasn't really paying attention to him till he stood up, walked behind his maid and towards the bus just up ahead. His maid was carrying his black bag on the left, with the other hand occupied too. So i thought that guy must be from NCC as he looks like he is some kind of fucking underage loser with hairstyle just like your grandfather who is always buying gel products to keep those pathetic hair of his to stand. So i tried to spot for the 'NCC' word on his uniform where his rank suppose to be. There isn't any 'NCC', instead i found 'SINGAPORE' on his left pocket of the uniform which suppose to mean that he is serving his NS. With his both hands swinging up and down and nothing on both, his poor maid had to carry his bloody bag! I thought this could only happen in dramas and i still could not believe my eyes. So i glared at that NSF, turned to eye his maid, and back to look into that loser's eyes. He saw my actions, and i shook my heavy head. He looked at me as if he had just won the war for Singapore singlehandedly and away, he continued proceeding behind his maid up the bus. Winner of the golden bag award goes to the maid. Balls, this is so amazing. NSF, i am amazed by you. As a Singaporean, as a fellow nsf, i salute you. Best of luck pal.

Sunday, September 02, 2007

A Letter to My Sister



this is so bloody retarded lmao

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Agony

There is always this sharp pain to my heart.