Saturday, June 30, 2007

The Kiss



My occasional encounters

Does not include this in the package


Rough and raw

Quick and forgiving


But sometimes

When you least expected it

Nice suprises

That quivering taste of wonder

Yeah you could be bemused

Plus sensing an impartial disgust

When direct contact of tongue, teeth and the leftovers

Intermingle into a unified taste

Of pleasure


Locked lips

The urgency to bite

Either the lower or the upper parts

Interchangeable


Not many things can substitute that actual feeling

Of lust, fulfilment and completeness.

Hmmmmmmmm


So be it if it was momentary

For the memory seems to last forever

And perhaps the best measure to counter

The occasional bleak depressing moments.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Answer

I have this bad habit
Of always wanting people
To notice
To recognise
To validate
My actions
My thoughts and
My characteristics

And no matter how many times I asked
Seldom would I get the answers
I wanted to hear

The truth about being lonely
You can never share your thoughts
With others
At any time that you desire

Sometimes
To a certain extent
You trick others
Into listening to your frustration
When in the first place
They thought
You were spending time with them
Out of pure enjoyment

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

My Castle


This is my turf
Neither green pole
Nor yellow abundance crop
Are welcome

I seek my own crowd
Be it sweaty or smelly
I made my own pluses and minuses
And design my own equal answer

Destroy any heart wrenching downpour
The incoming hail shall be sieved
By the already hard setting heart
This bridge of life
Is low under that swamping mud of tears

Label me as a beast
A tyrant with specific order
Only concerned on perpetual longevity

Friday, February 16, 2007

Kesantunanku

Manis lirikanku di iringi langkah serba perlahan
Waspada girangku di sebalik tepukan gemuruh penonton
Yang tidak jemu-jemu melontar bunga pujian
Mengangkatku seketika di awangan

Kuda-kudaku dipacak
Namun disalah erti
Dikatakan satu lagi pose menarik
Wajar dipuja
Malah seharusnya menghiasi muka depan majalah tersohor

Tapi itu semuanya satu pembohongan
Demi merasa sezarah
Nikmat larangan

Tetapi tanpa gagal
Dari sehari ke sehari
Nikmat itu dirasai
Dikongsi, dibahagi
Didambai makhluk yang sudi memberi
Seorang lepas seorang

Kesantunanku
Menjadi modal besarku

Aku menuju ke arah kilauan itu
Apa saja yang mendatang
Dari depan, atas atau bawah
Mahupun dari belakang
Aku redah dan aku genggam
Tidak aku lepaskan

Kerana hanya ketika itu saja
Aku rasa
Aku hidup
Aku rasa
Aku perempuan

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Keep moving

This feeling inside
Of rage
Of impulsive outburst
Invokes a sense of helplessness

The world is moving too fast
I'm trailing behind
With utter contempt

Couldn't even muster
A change
To make my life a bit better

This is going too far
Melting hearts
Vanished wisdoms
Aging body

Life disintegrates
Slowly
I am not what i was 5 years ago
I am someone that i do not know
Stranger to my family
And friends
Far more stranger to myself

No conviction
No plateau to rest my weary head
The world is pumping more life
And i'm already out of breath