Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally

Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally Jul 2018

All I am asking you for
is a hint to your metaphors,
What's written on the papers you tore,
'Cause I always seem to want more
All of them, even neithers and nors.

Another thing I want to enquire,
If you're in a place that's oh so dire,
and need a shrink who's free to hire,
Any work I have, meh, I will retire!
To spur you on, all humour & satire.

If you give me but a glimpse into your world,
Cross my heart I'll show you mine unfurled.

I was neck-deep into this person, she already knows how i feel. It's been a few years now since my confession, and i've moved on from her. We're still friends and i hope she'll always be happy, so here's a piece to always remember her by. To R.

#love #smitten #hopeless

Jul 2018

Emma Brigham

You Are My Cup of Tea

A moment with you,
my dear,
is enough.
One sip of you fills my soul
but, oh, how I wish
I could drink the whole cup.

#love #tea

Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally May 2018

I and He

Drowning I
in a vast ocean,
Thrashing arms
helplessly for help.

Deep it is, oh yes.

Words of caution?
Unheeded.
Ridiculed.
Unfazed,
by the depths.

Then came He.
And who but He?
Threw in
a forgiving boat.

Gracious is He, to all.

Gratefully I got
upon the boat. Safe.
For but a split second.
And dived, I, into
the depths again.

Condemned.
To drown for life.

For my inept self, remorselessly repeating the same vices over and over again.

Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally May 2018

Cherrypicking

It feels weird, that
I could cherrypick
what to and
what not to remember,
Some things, you
just completely dismiss
till someone says,
"Remember when.."
Then out comes the
flushed memories, idling...
But others?
You can't even scoop out
from that bowl of a head,
Even with a sharpened,
heated spoon.

Maybe it is true, that remembering is both a curse and also a blessing

Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally Dec 2017

Happy New Year

Hello,
I'm fed up of all your bellows,
Everybody wants to see you go,
Please drown, you crazy **,
Can't wait to shove you down below.

Hi,
I'm tired of all the goodbyes
and countless times I can't buy,
Please don't hand me a 2-ply,
Later when you do die.

Hey,
I'm sick of the sad songs you play,
Leave some gifts, if you may,
Then, be on your ****** way,
your welcome is long overstayed.

Here's to everyone, enjoy a blessed 2018 that's to come!

Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally Nov 2017

Let The Rain Fall

Just let the rain fall,
No, I refuse to be hidden
under an umbrella,
Just let it fall,
So I can feel alive again.

Just let the rain fall,
No, I wont beg the Sun
to come and smile again,
Just let it fall,
So I can feel the shivering cold.

Just let the rain fall,
No, I refuse to go
inside for the time being,
Just,
Let it fall.
So that I can drown
All of my sorrows,
In heaven's tears.

I'm unsure whether or not and I can't tell.

Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally Nov 2017

Vividly Blurry

It was the best thing
that ever happened.
It was amazing, the way
she talked and looked.
Michael Bublé's "The Way You Look Tonight" was,
In many ways right.
It was overwhelming how
vivid and blurry things were,
How clear she looked and
how blurry whatever it is
she collected near her window,
How soothing the music was but
unclear as to what it was,
It was surreal.

And as the clock strikes to whatever
time it was, I shuddered.
I looked around,
and saw my room.
It was, but another dream.

I don't know how many times it's happened and I don't know if it's good or bad, all I know was that things were as vivid as they were blurry.