Buzz Tweeting Wall

to Gangy...

I love the piece you carved on the top of my wall

it's so big to me though to you, it may be small

it sounds so sweet, so romantic and dearly all

it makes me feel whole, makes me feel tall

Thank you for the tweet, o you, sweet pal

Buzz and bounce from now on, we shall.

^_^

The Fine Lad of Speaking Clan

The fine lad of speaking clan
is not much of a man
whom I think is of virtue
and so heavenly true.

But he is way more delicious and sweeter than
a plate of sweet custard flan
made by the Prince of Bhutan.

No, no. The fine lad of speaking clan
should entirely be banned
from my innocent ice-cream land
and be banished from optical scan.

But I'm still thinking if I would be able to carry out
the intended do right away without doubt.

Because the fine lad of speaking clan
is so much fun.

Dejection

Die! Die! Die!
I shall just die
I just can't bear
you just don't care.

Cry! Cry! Cry!
I bloody want to cry
It's just too bad
I feel so sad.

But I can't die just yet
I have promises I kept
I must climb high
I must burn all the sigh.

How much I wish we had never met.

Candy Brain

Some time in the past
I pondered what would happen when
my Thursday night class comes to its end

I wondered if my passion towards the class would last
and if I could see the candy brain again

I wish time did not fly fast
so that I could see the candy brain
every now and then
without reason and pain.

Chirpy, the Birdie

This is not love                           
for love is too strong a word                  
and too strong a feeling.                   
This is rather, a fondness for a human being           
who, when speaking, sounds like a chirpy bird           
that flies freely and so gracefully in the sky above.      

Speak more, chirpy                       
speak more to me                       
for your voice is the mildest to the ear             
amiable and tender                       
soothing the heart                        
gently casting all the worries and doubt.                  

Fly near, birdie                       
fly near to me                          
for nothing is more desired than to rejoice in your company   
and to have you stand by me.                   

Speak more and fly near to me,                  
O chirpy, my birdie.                  

Would you, my pearl?

If you know my deepest cares and concerns
crowding round you everyday in every possible way
would you spare me yours in return?

If you know my strong silent admiration
coming in your way every single day
would you embrace me with your warm affection?

If you know my heart endears you and so fondly shines
seeing you sway and listening to what you say
would you tell me that your heart is mine?

If you know how greatly much I like you
would you like me as much as I do
and say that you like me too?

...pearl, know that I am waiting for you
for that is the only thing I can do.

Deep Reverence

I am incompetent to compare to your skillful ability
Neither am I advanced in English proficiency
Nor eloquent in speaking competency
But I am truthful that I revere you
For your highest humility
and dignified modesty
Even though you hold all the good qualities
Never you be proud and haughty
In fact, you remain humble and friendly
These ascend you to the exalted dignity
Verily, you are the best fellow model to the society.

A Four Lines Stanza

The more you do the thinking
The messier it gets
You better stop yearning
Or you'll end up getting upset.

Salesgirl

When she says you look nice
You don't believe in her
Because she said it for a plate of rice
to feed her daughter
What you do is to think twice
Whether to buy her goods or leave her forever.

Dear You

Dear you,
I want you to know that I am pleased to meet you
You made me feel valued
You made me glowing new
by constructing a beautiful avenue
for me to walk through

Since the moment I decided to let go of the blue
I hope it will turn up to be you
I've been hoping, and praying too
may God brought me into you.
God made my wish come true

The burden I've been holding, loosely declining
Much of the strain, releasing
The sun starts rising
My God bestows upon me His blessing

But I forgot to tell you the exact matter
that brought me into such bother
and came to you in such a manner

I must see you again
and explain

Otherwise I will forever live under strain.

Wounded

Out beyond admonition of wrong doings,
harshness stabs into the heart
causing the most aching pain.
Never will the hurt heal,
until an antidote is found to remedy it.

Waiting for the Green to Come

Cycling around the world
Alone without companion
Adoring His perfectly round pearl
In the colours of creation

Wayfarers drop by
Travellers pass through
The earth has a beautiful sky
Of the purity of white and the pale coolness of blue

Yet

The green hasn't yet to come

I stood still
Waiting

Shy

I am shy
I can't look into his eyes
I lower my gaze
I can't see his face

I can't arrange my words right
My day turns night
No light
I lose my sight

This is my first time
become so shy
when I talk to a guy.


Wednesday, January 07, 2009
03:46:40 PM

The Day When I Saw Him Twice

Thursday, January 08, 2009
1:07:41 PM

The Day When I Saw Him Twice

I saw him
I saw him again
He didn't see me
He didn't see me again

I wonder why was I surprised
when I saw him, walking
I wonder why all sorts of worry arised
after I saw him, sitting

He's not so good-looking
not so caring
not so interesting
He's just an ordinary being

Who am I talking about?
(please don't say this out loud)

He was my crush
who made my cheek blushed
when he talked dirt
and acted like a flirt.

Conflict (When a minor intuition voices out, the dominant rebuts)

Conflict
(When a minor intuition voices out, the dominant rebuts)

I saw him
with a pretty girl
I didn't beam
of course I won't do it
I just didn't like it
it displeased me
tho' I know she's his best buddy
and I know I like him no more.

He doesn't deserve to be liked by me
"But he was my prince charming"
He shouldn't be the causal of my consious anxiety
"But he always shakes my feeling"
O dear, see him as a being
who possesses neither a good quality nor is he enchanting
He's not the man you've been yearning
not also the one you've been dreaming.

He's the man from your yesterday
who has messed you up along the way
and sneaked your smile before you reach today.

Don't let your heart get broken again,
think how much has you gained
since you let go the pain.

Dear Father

Dear Father,

I couldn't bear

when He took you away

It was not fair

doesn't He know you are my shelter and hay?

I shed my tears

it made me cry worse

"Let him go..."

they said so

Of course they can say that

it's not their dad

Nevertheless

your soul has reached its given date

When is my fate

they do not know, they cannot see

Who knows this could be the last line before death comes upon me.

:: 4th commemoration of daddy's demise ::

Dec 31st, 2004

9.40 p.m.

-heavenblessthou-

For the Sun, For Its Warmth

Wednesday, 24 December, 2008
04:58:13 PM

For the Sun, For Its Warmth

The sun starts shining again,
after a couplet of hopeless days,
of the darkness of calamity,
for screwing up the ambience of serenity.
I lose my tranquility.

The warmth of sun heals ailment and pain,
its light renders abundance of ways,
to the victory...to the glory,
for the seekers who wish to get out from misery.
I am off worry.

Short-Lasting Sweetheart

Wednesday, 24 December, 2008
04:58:13 PM

Short-Lasting Sweetheart

Prologue
Friendship is sweet when it is new,
blossoms lovely like the smile of you.

Good tunes that they had together
Rhymed from the day he asked for her number
They had smiles, they delighted one another.

Alas, a nano flaw made her evening a disaster
She found out that he has a girl of another
She was burst, exploded like mountain of fire.

Devastation surrounded her
She felt fooled, he's a deceiver
She was so upset, he's a trouble-maker.

But those were before he told her
that anything between him and the girl was over
He called her twice just to make it clear.

Epilogue
Time has drawn them closer
and also by time, all sweetness and light dissappear.

Never Seek To Tell Why You

Never Seek To Tell Why Thou

As it might have been written,
specially for the special unknown seven,
a huge storm was burst,
upon the shade of venom she cursed;
and agonised underneath a greasy hug,
to dispel her green eyes on the black rose it rugged,
warm and cosy in snug.

A tenderness of envy dwelt in me,
to the echo that melt thy hearing,
the one who shake thy feeling,
the fortune nymph of the soul that blown,
for her chance sailing in thy throne.

O my graceful moon,
I pray thou would be gracious soon,
and beget flowery blissful seeds in full bloom.

Jan 17, 2008.

I Adored You

I Adored You

I adored you; and perhaps, I adore you still,
the flame, I guess, is not extinguished yet,
it burns so quietly within my soul,
creeps up gradually at the heart of mine,
grows with tears and joys,
appears brighter than the sunshine,
at times too jealous, at times too shy.

As the ray of sunshine goes down,
the attraction to you drifts me drown,
in flood of tears, hopelessly,
I lay to throw;and diminish trivial days of sorrow,
no longer would suffering overflow.

As heavenly blissful feathers heal my pain,
shall there no wounded heart left in vain,
how wondrous sweet the glory I'd gain.

Dec 28, 2007.