I will always remember,
As long as my mind is well,
To save things soft and tender,
Joyful stories I can tell.

I will learn to leave behind,
Unpleasantries to forget,
To delete them from my mind,
Tales of sadness and regret.

It has always been a race,
since the time of birth,
the fight between Good and Evil,
on our planet Earth;
The fight rages on,
everywhere each day,
and it is anyone's guess,
who will have its final say.

Laziness waits around the bend,
Always ready to be your friend,
Be careful if with him you meet,
He’s not a nice person to greet.
For he’ll remove your zeal and drive,
And destroy all your aims in life.

I saw you in a crystal ball
Watching me with a winsome smile
And I wondered if you my love
Were truly happy all this while

The angry heart does know no peace
The fires burn and nothing can ease
the feeling for violence great or mild
for Anger strikes the man, woman and child;
When we give way to our temper
Our reason this beast will hamper
and make us throw caution to the wind
for Anger is truly a hideous fiend;
So we have to tame and tell
this fiendish creature to go to hell,
We must train our thoughts to rise above
Animal Feelings to Gracious Love.

The throaty croaks of the after-rain frogs,
Hidden in the damp dark garden,
Calling and answering one to other,
While a few creatures silently listen,
The water drops linger on dampened leaves,
And the night crickets add their say,
In some fireflies' lights they glisten,
A finishing touch after a rainy day.

In the ocean of the mind,
Must lie a sea of fantasy,
Imaginations of every kind,
Of love and pain and ecstasy.

Hello friend, take me once a day,
And I will keep good health away,
You will find me so very good,
So make me your favourite food;
A drug addict you I will make,
For me it’s just a piece of cake,
You’re so naive you just can’t see,
I am your deadly enemy.

A poem is never perfect,
Just like everything,
The poet has to check,
Check and counter-check,
It needs constant editing.

If only you could understand
Whatever I have to say
I'm sure that you could see
Many things my way

And if only I could understand
Whatever you have to say
I'm sure that I could see
Many things your way

I am moving constantly, never stop,    
And no matter what you have to decide,  
I won’t wait for you; so understand that    
I can be, or I can’t be, on your side.  

In whatever manner you are wounded,  
And are hurting inwards or outwards still,    
You can reduce the wounds and heal yourself,  
To help you ease away your pains, I will.  

Along the way if you have loved and lost,  
Feelings which you cannot cope anymore,  
You can depend on me to set you free,  
With the minutes and hours from my store.

I will be your faithful friendliest foe,  
Or I will be a most unfaithful friend,  
I am forever extremely precise,  
Right from the Beginning until the End.    

You can remember me from a clock’s chime,
I am cold and heartless, for I am TIME.

The cold wind is here
Blowing strongly north to south
Hats pulled down tightly

He had wandered into the jungle,  
And it was getting very late at night,  
He couldn’t find his way out again,  
And there was just nobody else in sight.  

“Oh no! I’m completely lost”, he thought
And quickly his panic started to rise,  
But he knew he had to keep quite calm,  
Or he would surely pay a deadly price.  

An hour later, having stumbled,  
Through thorns and bushes as he blindly trekked,  
He suddenly felt an eerie silence  
That made all the hair rise on his neck.  

It was then he saw the bright green light,  
Floating high in the tree tops on one side,  
Which seemed to beckon silently to him,  
While his mounting fear he tried to hide.  

The small light was shining steadily,    
and he felt a very strange calmness,  
spreading throughout his entire body  
and then he lost his fear of the darkness.  

Slowly the floating light moved on ahead,  
He followed it as if in a trance,    
And after some ten minutes had gone by  
He suddenly found a trail by chance.  

The green light kept guiding him forward,  
And the narrow path was getting smoother,  
Soon he was out and his sense of dread  
of being lost was gone altogether.  

He searched all over for the spirit glow,  
But the strange light was completely gone,
He was sound and safe and happy now,  
He felt as if a new life had been born.

No matter from where he falls,
From the cupboard or the door,
He will always land feet first,
Soon as he reaches the floor,
Acrobatic is the cat,
Small and light, springy is he,
Sometimes when he can't be found,
Look for him up in the tree.

This world we live in can be cold,
Heartless and selfish to young and old,
We should, to keep our sanity,
Sometimes indulge in fantasy.

When I look at you with both eyes,
You really look great to me,
So if I look at you with one eye,
What will I be able to see?
So I look at you with my left eye,
And you look great to me,
Then I look at you with my right eye,
And do you know what?
You still look really great to me!
Then I think I will close both eyes
And see you with my mind,
Then will you still look so great?
So I close both eyes  
To see you with my mind,
And not to my surprise,
You still look really great I find!
So now I know it’s very true,
No matter how, no matter what I do,
You will always look so great,
‘cause you’re great, you’re great, you’re great!

Many things I wanted to do,
I had no means to see them through,
My many years went rushing by,
Quicker than birds up in the sky,
So some dreams were lost on the way,
Never did see the light of day,
Now I've settled with what I've got,
Still to finish what I did not.

Enjoy life to the fullest
Set some thoughts for tomorrow
Then live out the rest today

If you have lived with suffering and pain,
thinking that all your life has been in vain,
You must re-think from these thoughts to depart,
and really hit the option key re-start.

At four-thirty this afternoon,
In the sky I saw a bright full moon,
There were no stars around,
no clouds,
no sun -
Day moon was the only one.

I’m sure she came out this early,
To see what the world was really like,
she couldn’t see so well,
with stars
at night -
Despite shining all her light.

Summer's heat lingered in the sky,
The setting sun no longer bright,
Distant buildings like sentinels,
Were outlined in the dimming light.
  
Alone in my back balcony,
Nursing a dwindling glass of wine,
I felt a welcome breeze blowing,
Keeping the evening cool and fine.

A night plane winged across the sky,
Its twin lights blinking from afar,
I could see it drawing closer,
Twinkling like a lonely star.
  
And slowly I was drawn again,
To these thoughts of living and why,
All of us are here and there,
Beneath this lovely evening sky.

In The Secret Garden,
Unseen by human eyes,
Are Elves and flowered Fairies,
Near where Crystal Fountain lies

To find this hidden place,
Follow the Rainbow Tracks,
Look out for Goblin Mushrooms,
Just beneath the Mountain Cracks

'tis here that you will hear,
Music from Nightingales,
The Mystic Door will open,
Only when the twilight pales

A sudden downpour
People rushing round like mad
The wet look is back

Sacred mountain top
Home of the Goddess Sengen
Are spirits around

When the day is finally through,
And there is little else to do,
I shall watch the sun go down,
And colours lighting up the town.

Red, green, yellow, white and blue,
Neon and oil and candles too,
On streets, in parks and houses all,
When night makes its gentle call.

Then I will off to please my mind,
In a quiet place that I can find,
With drink in hand to sit me down,
And sip the colours of the town.

If we can be upon a rainbow,
We can stroll the coloured pathways,
In the splendours of the heavens,
We can pass our nights and days;
We can cuddle within the clouds,
And kiss the nights and days away,
If  we can be upon a rainbow,
That's where with you I want to stay.

The golden globe retires to bed,  
Its colour changing to brilliant red,  
It’s going to sleep with regal grace,  
And multi colours will take its place;  
Then this awesome wonder in the sky,  
Will soon disappear without a sigh,  
As I watch entranced the glorious end,  
The parting of a celestial friend,  
I will etch this beauty in my mind,  
So the night so long will be so kind.

The seven-forty leaves from platform one,
I see people rushing round like mad,
The train does not wait for anyone,
If you miss it then that is just too bad.

The dark is bathed in a light so pale,
As moonlight spreads its glowing veil,
Like a bride's silk-covered face,
Tempting with a sensuous trace,
Lights of beauty are dotted here and there,
While unsung music hangs in the air,
Somewhere lovers stroll with expectancy,
As they enjoy their moonlight fantasy.

He pretended he wasn't there,
When he looked intently at me,
Staying immobile statue-like,
Feinting to be part of the tree;

For several seconds he froze,
No single movement did he make,
The squirrel could have been sculptured,
from wood or clay just like a fake;

Slowly I threw him a walnut,
And suddenly he came alive,
Grabbing the nut and scrambling off,
I had no time to count to five.

Each one of us is just a tiny speck,  
A grain of sand upon an endless beach,
Battling with problems from an angry sea,    
And living together seems out of reach.  

Every day we work and move in numbers,  
Inside we are always living alone,  
Outwards there are clocks and fancy watches,  
But inwards, we live in a timeless zone.  

Now though each of us is a tiny speck,    
A grain of sand upon a friendless beach,  
With reason, patience and an open mind,    
Togetherness  is within our reach.

Darkness lends a helping hand
To ease the mind to rest
It can erase distractions
So night’s sleep will be the best

If I fully understand you,
And you really understand me too,
Then disagreements won’t matter,
For we’ll be in sync with each other.

Scorching flames burn on the left
Freezing cold awaits on the right
Walking the tightrope of everyday life
Keeping the final destination in sight
He’s walked for five and seventy years
Towards a glimmering light
But a few slips are enough to set one back
Still he’ll walk into the night

Should you see a wet-looking bird,  
Pecking outside your window pane,    
You can easily make a guess,  
He wants to get in from the rain.  

Go and open the window wide,  
And let the feathered fellow in,  
Then you can give him some dry crumbs    
And corn bits on a plate of tin.  

This simple act of kindliness,  
And seeing him picking his food,    
Will have you more than satisfied,  
And leave you feeling very good.  

And the wet bird that cannot speak,  
Will no longer be feeling weak.

The cow that once jumped over the moon,
And returned to earth to meet the spoon,
Since he was so able,
He thinks it possible,
To now jump over the sun at noon.

Every evening around seven
From my balcony at back,
I see a flock of little birds
Flying eastwards from the west;
They knew exactly where
They were going
For their evening’s rest.

From my balcony out front
I see a flock of bigger birds,
Flying east then turning south
In the sky over the sea;
Going into the clouds
they knew so well,
Where  they want to be.


(Klebang, Malacca, Malaysia  2010)

He caught a talking fish one day
Which alarmed him in no small way
He was really shaken to the core
Now he cannot eat fish anymore

Autumn creeping round
Leaves on trees not colour bound
Gold will soon be here

way beyond the darkening hills,
unseen brushes with varied hues,
are painting the distant skyline,
with violet, gold and pastel blues
while twilight descends soft as silk,
enveloping the clouds and sky,
the evening sun turns round and red,
the silent moon and stars stand by.

His charcoal black eyes seemed slightly near,
A twiggy grin spread from ear to ear,
A light frost covered his carrot nose,
With his branchy arms in open pose.

A red coloured hat sat on his head,
While a soft rope was his belt instead,
A yellow wool scarf lay on his chest,
The snowman did look his handsome best.

But with the hot sun he would go down,
And his melting face would wear a frown,
Then one evening he would soon be gone,
Turned to a bundle of snow forlorn.

The sky is so blue,
And the clouds are very white,
It won’t rain today.

I don’t sleep like anyone else,
Turned to one side or on my back,
I always like to hang myself,
Upside-down for I have the knack;

I do have an in-built radar,
So I can see without the light,
For I am really very blind,
In all my flights in day or night.

Let's travel the highways together,
And swim in the summer seas,
Trek through woodland stony paths,
Enjoy the honey from friendly bees;

Let's climb the distant hills together,
Frolic in the winter snow,
Live all moments with laughter,
And enjoy life with a glorious glow.

Just a word, a look, a touch
can mean so very much,
Two minds with a single mind
can leave all doubts behind.

Loving minds that think as one,
When all is said and done,
Will always rise above
anything that tests their love.

If these feelings be achieved,
Tensions will be relieved,
And the hearts that are involved
will have their problems solved.

Little Monkey was mischievous,
like his other monkey friends,
he liked to throw things around,
from the tree top or on the ground

He would throw fruits at the dog,
which barked and growled in vain,
and threw more fruits at the cat,
which mewed and hissed and spat

The elderly monkeys did nothing,
to teach him right from wrong,
they thought it was a fun thing to do,
and they joined him and threw things too

Not only am I beautiful,
I’m also an acrobat,
If you have the chance to see me,
You can see me do my act,
I can stand on one leg,
Balanced and steady like a rock,
I am a lovely pinkish colour,
So don’t mistake me for a stork.

Next week will be All Witches' Week,
Sorceresses gather to seek,
The latest various magic spells,
amulets, charms and wishing wells,
Beyond the bewitched dark domain,
And seven days they will remain.

I am relaxing in my bed,  
While outside the house I can hear  
the raindrops patting on the pane,  
They seem to be extremely near;  
It’s raining and the room is warm,  
I’m tucked in bed at half past nine
to listen to the falling rain,  
So tonight I can sleep just fine.

I was going to do it

I was really going to do it

I know I will do it

Probably tomorrow.