i'm a terrible poet--
but it's okay because
you're all the poetry
i ever needed.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 4:39 AM UTC
someone caught my eye recently
i do not know since when
i do not know how
but it just came
the feeling
bliss.
<3
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 10:06 AM UTC
When did the moon
Find out it was meant to be light?
When did the sun find out it was
Also made to be light?
When they saw people needed them to see.
How could people even do things
Without any light?
When are you going ro realize you're
Meant to be light?
You light up people's world
Maybe not everyone's
But you light up people's lives.
Be the sun when they need you at the day to go out.
Be the moon when they're crying over someone at 2 a.m.
Be light.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 12:10 PM UTC
One after another
I fell deep
Unwillingly
Deep into the zone
Each and every time
I get back up again
Leaving me with scars
Reminding me of the past
Well this time I fell again
Different time
Different feel
Get this feeling out of my chest
"It hurts but I'm fine"
"I pray for their happiness"
that's not true!
I know.
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 7:34 AM UTC
He's just like me
Only he's not me
I totally understand him
But I chose to feign
They can't really tell
But I know it all too well
They shun and ignore him
Even made an island out of him
And what a shame
Even I did the same
But what had happened
Can never be forgotten
So forgive me
For just being me.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
I fell in love with a girl.
She's so adorable, cute and lively.
At first, I just see her like just another ordinary pretty girl.
But as time goes by, her smiles, the way she acts, the ways she talks, it gets me more and more.
Now, I became uneasy whenever I see her,
I yearn for her but I cannot get her.
She will never see me as I do see her.
She will never notice me as I notice her.
I fell in love with this girl,
a beautiful korean movie actress.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
"If" is a very strong word
let me ask myself
**What would happen,
If my father hadn't been conned?**
Maybe,
We would still have our own beloved house, a place that kept appearing in my dreams no matter where I live, a place my innate-self call home.
Maybe,
We would still live in Malacca, where i had real friends, best friends, regardless of race, regardless of *** regardless of time.
Maybe,
I would be heavier than ever, take everything for granted, didn't appreciate the little things, become different than my current self?
**And what would happen,
If my father was still alive?**
Maybe,
My dad would learn about my O-level result, proud with tears, watching me graduate from school, for the whole 11 years he had worked for sending me to.
Maybe,
He would watch me enter university, as he did with my sister, perhaps he would witness both of us with a degree scroll, as he hadn't had a chance himself.
Maybe,
He would watch me have a successful career, and I am able to repay him, for all these years he had raised me.
Maybe,
He would witness me get married, held and play with his own grandchildren, as he had ever wished for.
Maybe,
He could at least marry off my sister, like a father - albeit scared - would want to do.
**but what would happen then,
If I can turn back time, knowing what will happen?**
Well,
that's not possible, i know.
just a mere "if"
say all the ifs I want,
things won't ever change,
only but the future.
so
i will work for it,
for the better future.
I miss you papa :')
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 3:28 PM UTC
dazzling red lips
partly extensive long hair
by the counter, standing
smiling "hi" to you
not sure what to do
not sure what to say
not sure what to feel
not sure what to want
started with a help
went to a signal
played along for days
numbers gained in return
so let me ask myself
was it love or mere obsession?
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 12:50 PM UTC
confusion confusion
they wrap you with illusion
of two kind souls,
back and forth
like an oscillation.
one from the north,
gives you phantasm
one from the south,
often with enthusiasm
decision decision
stop with the coercion
for two kind souls,
only for one
to make a confession.
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC
Nothing else it was
but friendly gesture of a former stranger
for Summer in the street
he waited dearly
November it hasn't
but chills from the northern hills
for Summer in the street
he waited no more
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 4:14 AM UTC