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Ron Richards Jun 2017
as i stared into darkest glimpse of the highland tower,
i feel a slight glint of an eye staring at me in the dark,
i ran as fast as i can but the eye kept following me,
managed to hide in a room and it was long gone,
it was bound to earth with no where to go,
its raining and i cant go home,
soaked in a revolting water smells from the ceiling,
i point my camera with heavy breathing,
not knowing what come after me,
i close my eyes and pray for the lord,
as the hour gone by i was trapped in a corner and cant escape the fear,
what is real fear i asked my self,
i kept asking the same question over and over in hopes  of a clear way,
i kept shouting random names in hope to find my friend,
we got separated between levels of the tower,
" Khai! where are you" i shouted,
for some reason our walkies don't work,
it just static over a creepy sound,
i walked 50 minutes  to a destination and feel tired,
i passed out in middle of dark hallway and  took a  nap,
i keep having this visions where eyes laid on my sleeping body,
but then again who  am i  to judged this feeling,
my skepticism is high on this one,
i refused to believed it but it kept appearing in my eyes,
the next day we finally escaped at the highland tower,
it was truly frightening experience with just the two of us
we pray after the exit and beg forgiveness to the spirits,
in hopes they wont follow us back.
a collection of memory when we out ghost hunting in kuala lumpur, highland tower a gutted building that once stood high  and  have rich history.  1992 this tower experience the wrath of mother nature and the building fell down, it got rebuild back due to tax  and people cant pay the amount of  bills the building complex  lay abandoned.
Ron Richards Jun 2017
Chained on endless pleasure,
trapped between reality and fiction,
all these  passion that i couldn't understand,
that made rebel,
they say life is so cruel,
we got drenched into pit of confusion,
and a cesspool of hate,
there's rarely a desire.

it was burden for me to think of you,
although you not expecting my love,
you realized that i'm   just  standing on ground,
it took me long to understand what it mean.
tag a meaning if you know what it means.
Ron Richards Jun 2017
when i was born to this earth,
to whom curious,
i dont come here for  grief,
i dont march on pointless pride,
i am just human being non pay for the sins,

i carry this cross,
because i still have faith in you,
but when i was sick,
you weren't there
i am tired  running away from myself,
pray for no salvation but your self,

i always am myself,
till the end and always be,
i carry this burden for you
but i get nothing back,
to hell and paradise back again,
all those drugs,
and i  don't starve till i'm done.
to each his own meaning on this poetry or song.
Ron Richards Jun 2017
it's been long time now my friend,
lots of things happening now,
i wrote this letter to the world,
the things you used to teach me,
only god know how valuable it is.

Still when I'm alone,
your inspired work  has always been with me,
i carry it to the end,
with pride held high and all those sleepless night.

during at the times it was our darkest days,
we haven't sell anything or make any money,
yet we can party like it was our victory,
all those efforts we did since day one,
without you it was in vain,
now you lost i was sad for years,
all those tears was wasted  on useless empty place.

i remember all those years we struggle as an artist
and you were there to say "it's okay".
in memory of  goes by name of "Kacey" Her handle on art community. she is seriously an awesome person greatly missed her :(
Ron Richards Jun 2017
sometimes i think shes hiding,
her tears and all sadness in her emotions,
i always think this differently,
yet i try different ways to be good,
but i always ended in failures,
i don't know what i done,
but every-time i pray on rosary that someday shell be happy.

let me experience your smile again,
let me dry all those sorrows away.

i remember when i said you were mine,
but you left alone all alone,
i always ask this question why,
do you decided to part away from me.

let me pray for your compassion,
let me understand your passion,

like a flower to an endless confession,
its was  once you stood on a standing stone,
behind a a tall tree,
they say love is so cruel,
which is true  that doesn't belong in one place,
but we were born there,
our name was carved on the wood.

i wrote this song to show my love to you
but you walking away from me slowly
the day i lost you its the darkest day for me
it makes my inner soul numb.

wish i was near with you
they say everything love isn't nothing new
made one but its completely ignored
but when you say you make a river
they wanted to move the mountains
away with the disire.
a song i wrote for this one girl that cheated me with other guys :(
Ron Richards May 2017
sometimes i think the shades are Grey are moving
where all these weeping sound of wind are creeping
chills and spine when i'm all alone
might be  some staring
sometimes they are singing under a moonlight
i don't know maybe i'm imagining stuff night
when dogs are barking non stop all day
thats when they come
to take
or to claim
they are here to stay.
Ron Richards Mar 2017
as i looked through the window outside,
wondering how people went on their lives,
on a long journey outside man's creations,
virtually impossible to comprehend,
we use to think how Pharaohs build the pyramid,
or the Mayan  philosophy  that shaped mankind through the future.

I believe  there's more life to offer,
whether its fortune or the inexpensive experience,
or to invent something new,
we claim this earth and no "other" beings ever dare to spoke about,
so enjoy these while it lasted,

I pity those who  don't appreciate their own,
think this what you can see what tomorrow has to offer,
such an amazing myriad of opinions,
so the  end and where it goes,
or to strip its content to see the other side.
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