<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057</id><updated>2011-11-28T14:58:59.567+08:00</updated><category term='Puisi Melayu'/><category term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Silhouette In The Moon</title><subtitle type='html'>I read, write and love poetry. My name is Trini.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-6682988073851821631</id><published>2011-01-27T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:22:15.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz Tweeting Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to Gangy...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;I love the piece you carved on the top of my wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;it's so big to me though to you, it may be small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;it sounds so sweet, so romantic and dearly all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;it makes me feel whole, makes me feel tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Thank you for the tweet, o you, sweet pal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Buzz and bounce from now on, we shall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-6682988073851821631?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6682988073851821631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6682988073851821631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2011/01/buzz-tweeting-wall.html' title='Buzz Tweeting Wall'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-6514205069773755342</id><published>2010-05-02T09:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:06:01.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fine Lad of Speaking Clan</title><content type='html'>The fine lad of speaking clan&lt;br /&gt;is not much of a man&lt;br /&gt;whom I think is of virtue&lt;br /&gt;and so heavenly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fine lad of speaking clan&lt;br /&gt;is way more delicious and sweeter than&lt;br /&gt;a plate of sweet custard flan&lt;br /&gt;made by the Prince of Bhutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fine lad of speaking clan&lt;br /&gt;should entirely be banned&lt;br /&gt;from my innocent ice-cream land&lt;br /&gt;and be banished from optical scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still thinking if I would be able to carry out&lt;br /&gt;the intended do right away without doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the fine lad of speaking clan&lt;br /&gt;is so much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-6514205069773755342?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6514205069773755342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6514205069773755342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/fine-lad-of-speaking-clan.html' title='The Fine Lad of Speaking Clan'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-1617474088561022775</id><published>2010-05-01T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:18:25.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejection</title><content type='html'>Die! Die! Die!&lt;br /&gt;I shall just die&lt;br /&gt;I just can't bear&lt;br /&gt;you just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry! Cry! Cry!&lt;br /&gt;I bloody want to cry&lt;br /&gt;It's just too bad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't die just yet&lt;br /&gt;I have promises I kept&lt;br /&gt;I must climb high&lt;br /&gt;I must burn all the sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much I wish we had never met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-1617474088561022775?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/1617474088561022775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/1617474088561022775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/dejection.html' title='Dejection'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-5315104781487034313</id><published>2010-04-30T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:47:35.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Brain</title><content type='html'>Some time in the past&lt;br /&gt;I pondered what would happen when&lt;br /&gt;my Thursday night class comes to its end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if my passion towards the class would last&lt;br /&gt;and if I could see the candy brain again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish time did not fly fast&lt;br /&gt;so that I could see the candy brain&lt;br /&gt;every now and then&lt;br /&gt;without reason and pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-5315104781487034313?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/5315104781487034313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/5315104781487034313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/candy-brain.html' title='Candy Brain'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-5973600753186812634</id><published>2010-03-22T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:47:52.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chirpy, the Birdie</title><content type='html'>This is not love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;for love is too strong a word&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;and too strong a feeling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This is rather, a fondness for a human being&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;who, when speaking, sounds like a chirpy bird&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;that flies freely and so gracefully in the sky above.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak more, chirpy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;speak more to me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;for your voice is the mildest to the ear&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;amiable and tender&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;soothing the heart &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;gently casting all the worries and doubt.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly near, birdie&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;fly near to me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;for nothing is more desired than to rejoice in your company&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;and to have you stand by me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak more and fly near to me,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;O chirpy, my birdie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-5973600753186812634?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/5973600753186812634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/5973600753186812634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2010/03/chipy-birdie.html' title='Chirpy, the Birdie'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-4879162782705262534</id><published>2009-11-06T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:48:07.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you, my pearl?</title><content type='html'>If you know my deepest cares and concerns&lt;br /&gt;crowding round you everyday in every possible way&lt;br /&gt;would you spare me yours in return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know my strong silent admiration&lt;br /&gt;coming in your way every single day&lt;br /&gt;would you embrace me with your warm affection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know my heart endears you and so fondly shines&lt;br /&gt;seeing you sway and listening to what you say&lt;br /&gt;would you tell me that your heart is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know how greatly much I like you&lt;br /&gt;would you like me as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;and say that you like me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pearl, know that I am waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;for that is the only thing I can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-4879162782705262534?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4879162782705262534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4879162782705262534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-you-my-pearl.html' title='Would you, my pearl?'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-1033432481598857181</id><published>2009-08-24T15:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:07:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Reverence</title><content type='html'>I am incompetent to compare to your skillful ability&lt;br /&gt;Neither am I advanced in English proficiency&lt;br /&gt;Nor eloquent in speaking competency&lt;br /&gt;But I am truthful that I revere you&lt;br /&gt;For your highest humility&lt;br /&gt;and dignified modesty&lt;br /&gt;Even though you hold all the good qualities&lt;br /&gt;Never you be proud and haughty&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you remain humble and friendly&lt;br /&gt;These ascend you to the exalted dignity&lt;br /&gt;Verily, you are the best fellow model to the society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-1033432481598857181?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/1033432481598857181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/1033432481598857181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/08/deep-reverence.html' title='Deep Reverence'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-4566740788652411048</id><published>2009-08-23T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:07:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Four Lines Stanza</title><content type='html'>The more you do the thinking&lt;br /&gt;The messier it gets&lt;br /&gt;You better stop yearning&lt;br /&gt;Or you'll end up getting upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-4566740788652411048?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4566740788652411048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4566740788652411048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/08/four-lines-stanza.html' title='A Four Lines Stanza'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-6468213808104580924</id><published>2009-05-25T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:56:43.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salesgirl</title><content type='html'>When she says you look nice&lt;br /&gt;You don't believe in her&lt;br /&gt;Because she said it for a plate of rice&lt;br /&gt;to feed her daughter&lt;br /&gt;What you do is to think twice&lt;br /&gt;Whether to buy her goods or leave her forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-6468213808104580924?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6468213808104580924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6468213808104580924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/salesgirl.html' title='Salesgirl'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-527606094040449725</id><published>2009-03-21T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:22:47.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Dear You</title><content type='html'>Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I am pleased to meet you&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel valued&lt;br /&gt;You made me glowing new&lt;br /&gt;by constructing a beautiful avenue&lt;br /&gt;for me to walk through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the moment I decided to let go of the blue&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will turn up to be you&lt;br /&gt;I've been hoping, and praying too&lt;br /&gt;may God brought me into you.&lt;br /&gt;God made my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burden I've been holding, loosely declining&lt;br /&gt;Much of the strain, releasing&lt;br /&gt;The sun starts rising&lt;br /&gt;My God bestows upon me His blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot to tell you the exact matter&lt;br /&gt;that brought me into such bother&lt;br /&gt;and came to you in such a manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must see you again&lt;br /&gt;and explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I will forever live under strain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-527606094040449725?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/527606094040449725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/527606094040449725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-you.html' title='Dear You'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-8680450940020419845</id><published>2009-02-21T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:52:12.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Wounded</title><content type='html'>Out beyond admonition of wrong doings,&lt;br /&gt;harshness stabs into the heart&lt;br /&gt;causing the most aching pain.&lt;br /&gt;Never will the hurt heal,&lt;br /&gt;until an antidote is found to remedy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SaAg74DXxYI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Os8Eg--sS3o/s1600-h/Wounded.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305276574073341314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SaAg74DXxYI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Os8Eg--sS3o/s320/Wounded.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SaAXjvmYkPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/bxIPZiUkoHw/s1600-h/DSC01696e.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-8680450940020419845?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/8680450940020419845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/8680450940020419845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/wounded.html' title='Wounded'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SaAg74DXxYI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Os8Eg--sS3o/s72-c/Wounded.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-3729751195650790717</id><published>2009-02-14T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:24:02.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Waiting for the Green to Come</title><content type='html'>Cycling around the world&lt;br /&gt;Alone without companion&lt;br /&gt;Adoring His perfectly round pearl&lt;br /&gt;In the colours of creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayfarers drop by&lt;br /&gt;Travellers pass through&lt;br /&gt;The earth has a beautiful sky&lt;br /&gt;Of the purity of white and the pale coolness of blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green hasn't yet to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood still&lt;br /&gt;Waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-3729751195650790717?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/3729751195650790717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/3729751195650790717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting-for-green-to-come.html' title='Waiting for the Green to Come'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-2953274947546394290</id><published>2009-01-17T13:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:52:44.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Shy</title><content type='html'>I am shy&lt;br /&gt;I can't look into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;I lower my gaze&lt;br /&gt;I can't see his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't arrange my words right&lt;br /&gt;My day turns night&lt;br /&gt;No light&lt;br /&gt;I lose my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time&lt;br /&gt;become so shy&lt;br /&gt;when I talk to a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wednesday, January 07, 2009&lt;br /&gt;03:46:40 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-2953274947546394290?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/2953274947546394290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/2953274947546394290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-shy.html' title='Shy'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-7535203724656473449</id><published>2009-01-17T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:52:58.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>The Day When I Saw Him Twice</title><content type='html'>Thursday, January 08, 2009&lt;br /&gt;1:07:41 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Day When I Saw Him Twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him&lt;br /&gt;I saw him again&lt;br /&gt;He didn't see me&lt;br /&gt;He didn't see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why was I surprised&lt;br /&gt;when I saw him, walking&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why all sorts of worry arised&lt;br /&gt;after I saw him, sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not so good-looking&lt;br /&gt;not so caring&lt;br /&gt;not so interesting&lt;br /&gt;He's just an ordinary being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;(please don't say this out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; my crush&lt;br /&gt;who made my cheek blushed&lt;br /&gt;when he talked dirt&lt;br /&gt;and acted like a flirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-7535203724656473449?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7535203724656473449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7535203724656473449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/thursday-january-08-2009-10741-pm-day.html' title='The Day When I Saw Him Twice'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-5990653159569216878</id><published>2009-01-06T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:53:11.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Conflict (When a minor intuition voices out, the dominant rebuts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Conflict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(When a minor intuition voices out, the dominant rebuts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him&lt;br /&gt;with a pretty girl&lt;br /&gt;I didn't beam&lt;br /&gt;of course I won't do it&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;it displeased me&lt;br /&gt;tho' I know she's his best buddy&lt;br /&gt;and I know I like him no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't deserve to be liked by me&lt;br /&gt;"But he was my prince charming"&lt;br /&gt;He shouldn't be the causal of my consious anxiety&lt;br /&gt;"But he always shakes my feeling"&lt;br /&gt;O dear, see him as a being&lt;br /&gt;who possesses neither a good quality nor is he enchanting&lt;br /&gt;He's not the man you've been yearning&lt;br /&gt;not also the one you've been dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the man from your yesterday&lt;br /&gt;who has messed you up along the way&lt;br /&gt;and sneaked your smile before you reach today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your heart get broken again,&lt;br /&gt;think how much has you gained&lt;br /&gt;since you let go the pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-5990653159569216878?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/5990653159569216878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/5990653159569216878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/conflict-when-minor-intuition-voices.html' title='Conflict (When a minor intuition voices out, the dominant rebuts)'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-366049653062864937</id><published>2009-01-01T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:53:28.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Dear Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SVw-cXZwvGI/AAAAAAAAAvE/EOLGe11vADU/s1600-h/Dear+Father1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286168719665445986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SVw-cXZwvGI/AAAAAAAAAvE/EOLGe11vADU/s400/Dear+Father1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Dear Father,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when He took you away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was not fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doesn't He know you are my shelter and hay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shed my tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it made me cry worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Let him go..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they said so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course they can say that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's not their dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nevertheless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your soul has reached its given date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When is my fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they do not know, they cannot see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knows this could be the last line before death comes upon me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: 4th commemoration of daddy's demise ::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec 31st, 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.40 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-heavenblessthou-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-366049653062864937?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/366049653062864937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/366049653062864937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-father.html' title='Dear Father'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SVw-cXZwvGI/AAAAAAAAAvE/EOLGe11vADU/s72-c/Dear+Father1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-4365138070145751229</id><published>2008-12-27T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:53:52.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>For the Sun, For Its Warmth</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 24 December, 2008&lt;br /&gt;04:58:13 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Sun, For Its Warmth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun starts shining again,&lt;br /&gt;after a couplet of hopeless days,&lt;br /&gt;of the darkness of calamity,&lt;br /&gt;for screwing up the ambience of serenity.&lt;br /&gt;I lose my tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of sun heals ailment and pain,&lt;br /&gt;its light renders abundance of ways,&lt;br /&gt;to the victory...to the glory,&lt;br /&gt;for the seekers who wish to get out from misery.&lt;br /&gt;I am off worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-4365138070145751229?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4365138070145751229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4365138070145751229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-sun-for-its-warmth_27.html' title='For the Sun, For Its Warmth'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-6540625033842301779</id><published>2008-12-27T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:54:11.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Short-Lasting Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 24 December, 2008&lt;br /&gt;04:58:13 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short-Lasting Sweetheart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is sweet when it is new,&lt;br /&gt;blossoms lovely like the smile of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good tunes that they had together&lt;br /&gt;Rhymed from the day he asked for her number&lt;br /&gt;They had smiles, they delighted one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, a nano flaw made her evening a disaster&lt;br /&gt;She found out that he has a girl of another&lt;br /&gt;She was burst, exploded like mountain of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devastation surrounded her&lt;br /&gt;She felt fooled, he's a deceiver&lt;br /&gt;She was so upset, he's a trouble-maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those were before he told her&lt;br /&gt;that anything between him and the girl was over&lt;br /&gt;He called her twice just to make it clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epilogue&lt;br /&gt;Time has drawn them closer&lt;br /&gt;and also by time, all sweetness and light dissappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-6540625033842301779?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6540625033842301779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6540625033842301779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-lasting-sweetheart_27.html' title='Short-Lasting Sweetheart'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-7499267135688456149</id><published>2008-12-27T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:54:37.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Never Seek To Tell Why You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Never Seek To Tell Why Thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it might have been written,&lt;br /&gt;specially for the special unknown seven,&lt;br /&gt;a huge storm was burst,&lt;br /&gt;upon the shade of venom she cursed;&lt;br /&gt;and agonised underneath a greasy hug,&lt;br /&gt;to dispel her green eyes on the black rose it rugged,&lt;br /&gt;warm and cosy in snug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tenderness of envy dwelt in me,&lt;br /&gt;to the echo that melt thy hearing,&lt;br /&gt;the one who shake thy feeling,&lt;br /&gt;the fortune nymph of the soul that blown,&lt;br /&gt;for her chance sailing in thy throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my graceful moon,&lt;br /&gt;I pray thou would be gracious soon,&lt;br /&gt;and beget flowery blissful seeds in full bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 17, 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-7499267135688456149?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7499267135688456149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7499267135688456149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-seek-to-tell-why-you.html' title='Never Seek To Tell Why You'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-7522375727722116568</id><published>2008-12-27T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:55:11.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>I Adored You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Adored You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adored you; and perhaps, I adore you still,&lt;br /&gt;the flame, I guess, is not extinguished yet,&lt;br /&gt;it burns so quietly within my soul,&lt;br /&gt;creeps up gradually at the heart of mine,&lt;br /&gt;grows with tears and joys,&lt;br /&gt;appears brighter than the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;at times too jealous, at times too shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ray of sunshine goes down,&lt;br /&gt;the attraction to you drifts me drown,&lt;br /&gt;in flood of tears, hopelessly,&lt;br /&gt;I lay to throw;and diminish trivial days of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;no longer would suffering overflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As heavenly blissful feathers heal my pain,&lt;br /&gt;shall there no wounded heart left in vain,&lt;br /&gt;how wondrous sweet the glory I'd gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 28, 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-7522375727722116568?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7522375727722116568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7522375727722116568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-adored-you.html' title='I Adored You'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-4677309758641537239</id><published>2008-12-26T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:55:28.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>A Mean Man Whose Face Looks Pleasant</title><content type='html'>Sat, Jan 19, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Mean Man Whose Face Looks Pleasant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is mean,&lt;br /&gt;though it can't be seen,&lt;br /&gt;or touched by skin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nymph who feels;&lt;br /&gt;how hurtful it peels&lt;br /&gt;and slices the heart of a keen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-4677309758641537239?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4677309758641537239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4677309758641537239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/mean-man-whose-face-looks-pleasant.html' title='A Mean Man Whose Face Looks Pleasant'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-973694337334715990</id><published>2008-12-26T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:55:39.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>El-Dorado</title><content type='html'>Sat, Jan 19, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El-Dorado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to El-Dorado,&lt;br /&gt;would there i get my pink vaio,&lt;br /&gt;and build an enormous castle for my mom, sis n bro,&lt;br /&gt;but there's no way to go,&lt;br /&gt;and no maps to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-973694337334715990?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Beyond Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>Wed, Jan 30, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanished Beyond Reminiscence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the moonlight I reminisce the day,&lt;br /&gt;when thou patiently waited me at the balcony bay,&lt;br /&gt;and walked with me along the way,&lt;br /&gt;until the staircase did us apart,&lt;br /&gt;and some buddies swiftly interposed.&lt;br /&gt;But thou remained hold me tight,&lt;br /&gt;charm and light till my shadow dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My glance returned in a deep exchange,&lt;br /&gt;thy shining eyes, and charming gaze;&lt;br /&gt;with a loving smile and gentle face,&lt;br /&gt;had it once sorely taken place,&lt;br /&gt;in a narrow lane and the time I embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, those turn me all on blind,&lt;br /&gt;thy halcyon day of blowing wind,&lt;br /&gt;leave me disappointments and unmerciful mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-520528087220064178?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/520528087220064178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/520528087220064178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/vanished-beyond-recall.html' title='Vanished Beyond Reminiscence'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-8758111881025481769</id><published>2008-12-26T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:55:59.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>My Hope Is Gone</title><content type='html'>Tues, Feb 29, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Hope Is Gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thrown my hope away,&lt;br /&gt;'coz it harmed me everyday,&lt;br /&gt;months long it jailed me in despair.&lt;br /&gt;It has now ripped in the air,&lt;br /&gt;I wish it would no longer stay.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-8758111881025481769?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/8758111881025481769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/8758111881025481769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hope-is-gone.html' title='My Hope Is Gone'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-6196480178333794428</id><published>2008-12-26T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:51:28.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poem'/><title type='text'>Notty-Witty</title><content type='html'>Wed, April 2, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hussy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hussy gets onlike a house in fire,&lt;br /&gt;rise every roaster's desire.&lt;br /&gt;Hussy is a disaster,&lt;br /&gt;many cur will suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say It Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Silky"&lt;br /&gt;Say it again, honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Glance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed it,&lt;br /&gt;but I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;The glance in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out of tercet,&lt;br /&gt;and go to quatrain.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wish I could write a couplet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crack On the Strain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are coy, coward and crabby.&lt;br /&gt;None of them is chubby,&lt;br /&gt;but all are stinky and smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old Nick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are wicked.&lt;br /&gt;But they look plain moderate.&lt;br /&gt;I should start the engine now, and accelerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sun Shines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the sun go on shining,&lt;br /&gt;don't she know the stars glow,&lt;br /&gt;at night where the moon shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her Tutankhamun's Ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild pink blouse,&lt;br /&gt;with Tutankhamun's ring,&lt;br /&gt;there Aisha swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SjYZahHIRuI/AAAAAAAAA7g/rBM8lCbbhqo/s1600-h/Innisfree_redlove_striking+orange+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SjYZahHIRuI/AAAAAAAAA7g/rBM8lCbbhqo/s400/Innisfree_redlove_striking+orange+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347489550904608482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-6196480178333794428?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6196480178333794428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6196480178333794428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/elfs.html' title='Notty-Witty'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SjYZahHIRuI/AAAAAAAAA7g/rBM8lCbbhqo/s72-c/Innisfree_redlove_striking+orange+light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-7535460194376392476</id><published>2008-12-26T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:56:28.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi Melayu'/><title type='text'>Elusan Dunia</title><content type='html'>Thurs Nov. 20, 2008&lt;br /&gt;09:08:38 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elusan Dunia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indah puisi...&lt;br /&gt;Indah lagi sang pelangi&lt;br /&gt;kala hujan turun renyai&lt;br /&gt;ia terbit memancar dari balik awan&lt;br /&gt;mencalit serangkai warna di langit petala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentari bertakhta kembali&lt;br /&gt;menerbit kian tinggi, menyinari bumi&lt;br /&gt;sesudah hujan berhenti.&lt;br /&gt;Pelangi kini tiada lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayu petang menghembus dingin&lt;br /&gt;senja pun berlabuh&lt;br /&gt;burung-burung berkicau riang&lt;br /&gt;terbang, pulang ke sarang&lt;br /&gt;telah seharian bergelandangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matahari menyirna pergi&lt;br /&gt;membenam ke bumi,&lt;br /&gt;kini rembulan bersinar kelam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang diganti malam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-7535460194376392476?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7535460194376392476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/7535460194376392476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/elusan-dunia_26.html' title='Elusan Dunia'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-6371881788095159560</id><published>2008-12-26T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:56:41.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi Melayu'/><title type='text'>Aku ingin...</title><content type='html'>Friday, December 05, 2008&lt;br /&gt;11:36:29 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku ingin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin jadi gadis Melayu&lt;br /&gt;yang manis dan ayu&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku nggak bisa&lt;br /&gt;kerna aku bercermin mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin sekali punya teman setia&lt;br /&gt;yang nemanin aku tiap masa&lt;br /&gt;ke mana sahajasuka dan duka bersama&lt;br /&gt;tapi ternyataaku nggak pernah punya teman sepertinya&lt;br /&gt;kerna aku sukar sekali menerima diaseadanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku juga ingin miliki pria istimewa&lt;br /&gt;berkasih mesramenghibur lara&lt;br /&gt;tapi banyak sekali batasan yang perlu dipelihara&lt;br /&gt;sedangkan aku nggak bisa menjaga semua&lt;br /&gt;makanya aku berteman biasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh...&lt;br /&gt;Aku yakin Tuhanku Maha Pemberi Segala&lt;br /&gt;bila saatnya tiba&lt;br /&gt;Dia pasti memberi aku bahagia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-6371881788095159560?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6371881788095159560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/6371881788095159560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-december-05-2008113629-amaku.html' title='Aku ingin...'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5104337870570744057.post-4623596451632262584</id><published>2008-11-06T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:56:51.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi Melayu'/><title type='text'>Perwiraku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perwiraku &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia insan yang sangat aku kagumi,&lt;br /&gt;Sangat aku hormati,&lt;br /&gt;Sangat aku segani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini,&lt;br /&gt;Sangat ingin aku tatapi wajahnya,&lt;br /&gt;Mencium tangannya,&lt;br /&gt;Tangan dingin segarnya,&lt;br /&gt;Yang sentiasa membelai ubun kepalaku,&lt;br /&gt;Saat ku lelapkan mata,&lt;br /&gt;Yang mengurut lembut kakiku,&lt;br /&gt;Waktu aku tidak berdaya.&lt;br /&gt;Akulah puteri yang bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia sangat aku rindui,&lt;br /&gt;Sangat ingin aku milikinya kembali,&lt;br /&gt;Mendengar bicaranya,&lt;br /&gt;menikmati kasih sayangnya,&lt;br /&gt;dan ingin sekali ku rangkul mesra,&lt;br /&gt;Tubuh gagahnya&lt;br /&gt;yang semakin kurang bemaya,&lt;br /&gt;Dek dimamah usia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialah tokoh pejuang,&lt;br /&gt;Dia perwiraku,&lt;br /&gt;Dia punya semangat menjulang tinggi,&lt;br /&gt;Hangat membakar bak gunung berapi.&lt;br /&gt;Tekad kentalnya usah kau sangkali,&lt;br /&gt;Kerna ia sekebal beju besi,&lt;br /&gt;sang perajurit Romawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia sangat ku sanjungi,&lt;br /&gt;Sangat ku sayangi,&lt;br /&gt;Sangat ku rindui,&lt;br /&gt;Sentiasa akan ku ingati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kala ini,&lt;br /&gt;Dia hanya mampu ku tangisi,&lt;br /&gt;Kerana dia telah pergi…&lt;img class="gl_color_fg" alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah buat bapakku tercinta,&lt;br /&gt;Allahyarham Ngadimun.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat oleh-Mu,&lt;br /&gt;Dilapangkan kuburnya,&lt;br /&gt;Dipelihara dari siksa,&lt;br /&gt;Dan selamat dari api neraka.&lt;br /&gt;Amiiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: when tears suddenly drop during my prayer ::&lt;br /&gt;August 2, 2008. (Saturday)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5104337870570744057-4623596451632262584?l=nining-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4623596451632262584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5104337870570744057/posts/default/4623596451632262584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nining-poetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/perwiraku.html' title='Perwiraku'/><author><name>Trini Ng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02861987770051339033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tc7aYNhQOUM/SKvpH8C05VI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbuPrGSNyFk/S220/Luna%5B1%5D.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
