Life isn’t always about the big things
but the little ones, they are not necessarily small either.

Like the times you would braid my hair before sleep
and the next morning I wished for it to grow faster
just to doze off in time before you finished
so that I would soundly sleep with no anxiety but a blankie.

Sometimes I felt like an elder sister
I’d go and scare the birds you wanna play with
I’d lock the door and make you plead outside
I’d make you take things I pretend I can’t reach
and I refused to stop, because I saw you laughed
and I guess, that’s probably a part of me which made you happy.

You said nothing’s impossible for me
and truth is, I kinda agree
I know I’d go as far as I could
I’d conquer the stage and make people believe
like a great person, there I stood.
But when the night passed
I’d put on the clothe that says my name
I’d take off the mask which has never been me
and I would find you.
I would find you
just to tell you how did my day go
like a little girl who’s just getting to know the world
and you’d nag at my irrational decision
and we both would be tired of how dumb I can be
but I know, I’d still go to sleep happy,
knowing that somebody’s just as dumb as me.

But little did we know
that bestfriend can break our hearts too
No, I’m not blaming you.
I must have never been prepared
or I’ve been living in lies
that everything will work for me
even when I’m too busy to give a glance
I thought I’d never have to see you leave
I thought you’d never choose anything else before me
I thought what I did is enough to make you happy
when the truth is, it’s not always about what I feel
You too, want to live like me.

I miss you.
a lot.
as much as I was mad, it upsets me more that I can’t be there
to witness your happiness, like how you were there when I felt it
I still want to hear your dreams
I still want to call you ****** which only means I just want the best for you
I still wanna fight the person who makes you sad
I still want to be the gangster whom bigger figure you know you’d always have to hide behind it.

But I just can’t move.
or am I just waiting.

That one day, you’d call my name and hug me
cuz by that time, I know you still need me
I’ll know I’m not only a person asking for a sympathy
that I’m also able to give love rather than just receive
and that, you still haven’t replaced me
with a new idea of an opposite character I’ve turned out to be.

But maybe, we're just a same person
from two different worlds
We thought we could walk the journey
with all we got and any obstacles, we're ready
But nobody has ever guaranteed this
cuz it's always best to let go, and let ***
and as for me
All I want is for you to be happy
Even if it means, happier without me.
So close yet so far.
Deep down inside, you still have a special spot in my heart. You're still my bestfriend. I don't know how is it going over there but as for me, I know that I'll always love you.
Bricks by bricks
I wonder if this really
is all I am going to see
Drops of dew are all gone
before it went
I was cold
not in the midst of nature
but the comfort of cotton wool
which my friend stole from their comrade when they were dancing
This is the aim that I pledge
thousand years ago
I will make
a change, I swear
you and I will turn this place into
heaven on earth, with garden full of flowers
knowledge and virtue is the key,
helping you green treasure
also you with wings
I didn’t lie, swear
it’s just like
I forgot
Now you see. I said I’ll be the saviour
But this blankie is so heavy
I can’t lift it up
But I also see, the unused treasure
is being picked by a beak that says
no word we understand
Stronger indeed, than these hands
with 10 sticks
Running through flat beaming surface
Like training to be like the beak
But in the end
only to add
Another burden
Another disease
Another toxic
into the sea and
A shape poem; the skyline of the city of Serdang.
Why are you like this?
I am just sitting here at the corner
Searching for a hunch to indite
But you stare at me
Like I’m commiting a crime.

Why am I like this?
You are just walking to your destination
But surprised with the presence of me
Strangeface – but really just surprised
And I already think you hate me.

Why are we like this?
Our eyes both meet but we don’t smile
We look down to that lifeless thing
Which claims to be smart
And as it lights up
We smile, yes we smile
But neither to you nor I.

And so you walk
While I stare at this blank art
But our minds
Our minds are still questioning
of the moment we meet
I still don’t know
And you’re still unsure
of why are we like this?

Why are we like this?
Instead of stare
Why can’t we stop by
To say hi or perhaps – why?
Instead of the beaming screen
that gets a smile
Why can’t the eyes we meet
That surely carve a reply?

Why are we like this?
We hear the swift train passes by
We hear the lady calls for somebody like us
But why are we like from two different worlds
Or – are we just shy as time flies
Or – are we just like this
But why?
We were assigned to write a poem about a concrete jungle, in Kuala Lumpur Central. Basically, just sitting at random spots in the building, look around and find inspiration to write.

I found it a bit uncomfortable when people around us gave this weird stare as they saw us sitting on the floor and holding a pen and a book. So... I guess it's obvious how did this come up right? XD
I gripped the passenger handle
as strong as I can
With a soothing sound of piano
and acoustic flowing to my ears
I long stare at everything around me

To my right is a girl smiling
To my left a person looks so bereaved
I see what they all see
And I hear what they all hear
But to feel, it’d be a great antithesis
Because my history is never their antiquity

Now people look at me
And tell me what you see
I’m here not by force even if it’s too early
I’d still love to be here despite feeling lonely
Because it’s where the journey takes me
From my unspoken mind to the periphery

This train construes my life
Bumpy, noisy and suffocating
But at every stop I don’t wish to go
At every killer other than death,
I don’t want to say yes, take me – no!

Let it take me further
For I still have hopes of where it takes me
Rumble it goes almost like killing
Pulling the best in me for the world to see
That’s the beauty it holds, not many conceive

Peacefully in peace,
Nothing but serenity is its breathe
I wish this journey will not end
I really don’t want it to end.
I wrote this poem during our poetry class trip to Kuala Lumpur Central. It was inspired by the journey reach the destination using train and the love I have for train rides. :)
Raihah Mior
I am still
In deep thought-
Wondering, how easy I’ve let you slipped
From my hands
And from my heart


Let’s take a step back
And recount the moments
Recollect the memories
Reminisce the good old days
And reassess this overnight decision I’ve impulsively taken

Let’s take a few more steps back
And remember the first time I met you
Back in high school
The first time I said hi
And thought you were cute

You were a plethora of my firsts
The first boy bestfriend I’ve ever had
The first boy to ever ask me out on dates
The first boy to talk to me on a daily basis
The first boy I ever liked…. Who actually liked me back

You were my first love

I thought I loved you like I’d never love anyone else
I told you everything
Wrecked these walls I’ve sheltered from for so long
Just to hand you this little fragile heart of mine
Through the cracked linoleum and the broken glass windows
I gave you a golden ticket and an aerial view
To my world

And after two years,
In the end,
You did decide to return the favour
You trusted me enough
To let me enter this mystical world of yours
These two dimensions you seem to always get lost in
Those two roads diverged in a wood
That you can never seem to wrap your head around
and choose

As I write this,
I start to realise why and how I stopped loving you

I think I got tired
Of trying to pull you up
As you let yourself drown in the seas
of your undecided thoughts

I stopped loving you
The moment you say “I’m going to change”
But the next day you woke up
You put on the same old clothes
You took the same route
To the place that led you exactly back to where you once were

I got sick of
Saying the same things
Over and over again
Asking you to change
Only to expect nothing in return

Truth be told
As similar as we are as people
We live in worlds too distant apart
Your world is too foreign for me, too fast and scary
Whereas my world is too small and tightly guarded, all child’s play

As much as I’d want to love you
I can’t seem to do so
And if I could, I'd say this a million times to you

I truly am sorry.
Didn't think i'd make a poem out of this hahah. It's just something that's been bubbling up inside my head for too long.
Anyway, this is for Z; The one I thought would be the love of my life.
Thanks for always being there for me.
You put me through ****
But I found heaven amidst the ordeal

You told me I can't do it
But I heard you shouted thats my girl when I succeed

Why do I have to admit guilt
For being hurt and tortured

Why did you ask for me from ***
When now you choose to ruin this ***.
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