Category: Poems

You only have yourself.

Down the road where
no one knows.

Off the bridge that scars
your name.

Look into the eyes that bleed tears.

Hold the hands that dry them;

Painted red by the
pain that no one
seems to see.

31/08/14

Being on a jet plane
yet alone a plane
were beyond my wildest imagination.

You should have unraveled the
missing puzzle by now.

I’m not one who runs away
nor forsakes responsibilities.

You were right,
people do change.
Don’t hold it against me.
I was never patient enough,
I still ain’t.

I took matters into my own hands,
just like you said I would
just like you said I shouldn’t;
just like I promised I couldn’t.

You were right,
again,
promises were meant to be broken.

Throughout,
you were the bad guy
and I, the good guy.
Indeed, there are two sides to a coin.
The same with people.

I remember your whispers,
like shouts from high-rises
about the things you could do for me.
About how you would, for me, dig through mud with your bare hands.

The time has come,
a well full of mud awaits you.

14/06/13

The taste of sweet salt in the air fills me with desire.
As the ocean water hits my legs, I am calm. I dream as if I’m living in a fairy-tale, once upon a time, happily ever after.
At once a sharp pain strikes my heart.
Ignited with fire, the dream ends.
After all its been said, dreamers often lie…

The alarm bell rings
in your head,
profusely.

The cold hot sweat.
The fear comes but you know you’ll be fine.

Your heart is beating
to a rhythm that you are unsure of.
Your stomach is uneasy
like butterflies and tadpoles are swimming in it.

Your brain feels like it is about to explode.
38.7 is not a good number
The jacket seems useless.
The cold, the back arching cold is too much too handle.

***

Despite all of this you’re
the only thing on my mind.
The pain, the slow walk down the stairs, the escape, they all
seem like an opportunity.

The coughing,
the loud hollers of discomfort.
If only you knew they were a calling for you.

Deep breathes.
Inhaling, exhaling have become too much.

Nothing new though,
breathing is a lot harder when you are around.

Stuck between four walls even for a day, people would have lost their minds.
Now imagine being locked for 22 months with only yourself and the tiny creatures who come by late at night to say hi.
As much as you would like to claim that you are sane, you wouldn’t miss the opportunity to hold a one-sided conversation with them.
Doing this period of time, you’ll learn a lot of things about yourself and your brain will start working to the best of its ability.
Now, look at the bright side,
You wouldn’t get judge at all
Maybe from the midnight creatures who think you are mental but you’ll never know
Would you?

This is probably the last time
I’ll get to write to you or anybody for that matter.

Unlike most people,
When they find out that they are going to die
They don’t lie in bed and wait for it to happen.

Well, I guess I’m different.
Always have been, you would know.
I don’t have anything I need to do before I die,
I have already accomplished my bucket list and
I most definitely don’t have any regrets
So why not?

You however young lad,
You haven’t lived till 90
There’s no reason for you to be depressed.

I have lots to tell you, really but not enough words to say everything.
That’s the problem, I don’t have the words to show you how much I love you.
To show you what a blissful life you have allowed me to live.
To show you the hardship that I’ve been able to overcome.
To show you how I don’t wish for more time but that you have the best time during your days.

This isn’t a letter for your brain.
Nope.
It’s for your heart
It’s going to act as a remedy, you have to let it

There is nothing left for me to say.
A part of live is figuring it out oneself.

X

They start with a bus ride
Just like any other day
The freezing air from the AC hits your smooth baby skin

You wonder why you are here when you could be back home under your warm blanket sleeping

You put your earphones into your ears, the music awakens your muscles and nerves
You feel at peace – although you aren’t listening to anything classic
You look out the window, the bus moves slowly and you’re tapping your feet to the beat

Today is going to be a long day~

Nowdays, we people tend to miss the small yet important things in life
We sometimes take them for granted and let them slip away from our sight

It’s the way we have grown up in this materialistic world
If it doesn’t shine or it’s not overly large we just miss it and think that it’s not important enough

Everyday we come to school and the gates are already opened for us but it has never crossed our minds who open the school gates early in the morning
It has never crossed our minds who ensures that the school is safe and nothing has happened the night before
We dont even know who cleans that 1st level toilets

These people wake up everyday with a smile on their faces even though they are dead tired because they know that they are helping others, a whole new generation with a great environment that enables them to achieve their dreams

We don’t even consider that
We don’t help at all, we litter, make a mess and not care
While they are cleaning we step on the wet floors

Its okay, they can do it again
After all they get paid
We don’t bother how much effort they put in to do those small yet important tasks that we take for granted

The funny thing is that they don’t complain and continue to help us

Its time we learnt from them~

Believe me, I’m not one who believes in love at
first sight, don’t got get me wrong
I had a base, a perfect match, who was made for me, in China as they say my eyes caught your’s like a flying saucer-or, you stole my heart.

You were elegant and fragile and not to mention from a foreign land across the seas and beyond the deserts. Chills were sent down my handle when he tried to fit us together ensuring that we were secure. I chattered, a kiss has never felt so good

I wanted to stare at
your golden brown locks that were on your white crystal skin all day. Without you, hot tea in me would have felt so wrong, too wrong and too cold to appreciate You were the base of this relationship and I was the top. Like a teacup and saucer in a china cupboard we went well together. People tasted me all the time and you never got jealous of that. I was always used to a twice a day relationship but with you I took all the time
Like a pedal of a flower, bits of me were plucked away still you didn’t mind.

He took you and admired you, making sure you were crystal clear so the Sun could be seen in your eyes. He scanned you, turning you around to be accurate He loved you, he really did!
I could see it in his eyes as he held me inches away from you but which felt like there was a wall to high to be climbed.

Like an instinct I felt,
no I knew that you were unsafe. It was in your eyes, you told a story so important to be spoken about. I could see misery, hurt and betray in all that you were. From his buttery fingers you came crashing to the floor breaking into a thousand pieces. His eyes were filled with anger and I came tumbling to the ground with my hopes and dreams But dreamers often lie.

A piece of me took his foot hostage
Still no pain on him could have brought you back

It was over.
My love from china, gone.