TrickLe of coLouRs

As the rising sun evaporates the morning dew,
Scavengers & vermins scramble back to their mew.
It has been some time since happiness is few,
And black and white has been my only field of view.

But now trickle of colours started flowing in,
Something pleasantly welcoming yet foreign.
Grasping feebly for yellow and blue to begin,
The sunny sky brings a warmth from within.

Its funny how i never see love behind that ego,
Care from my old man that i notice only days ago.
His picture in my mind is now like a mosaic of lego,
But he will never know because like him i have an ego.

A manipulative girl with a hand holding spade,
1st impression is that she comes from the shade.
But i see colours originating from the heart she made,
She's not bad after all and i'm appreciating her serenade.

I was touched like hell when he did what he actually did,
I never knew i had a friend like that in a weather so humid.
Its one of the reason my vision is filling with colours so timid,
I will remember your help and make sure it sticks to me like lipid.

And to this girl with a secret blog the world doesn't know,
Thanks for being my kaleidoscope of colour when it snow.
Your optimistic view showed me that life is not so hollow,
Bursting into my life out of no where saved me from being shallow.

For a shortie who's almost the lousiest bestest friend on earth to me,
You fail as a counsellour but i would not trade you for a million gee.
I just simply luv you for the colours you splatter and don't charge a fee,
You showed me a true friendship that none will believe untill they see.

I glimpse rainbows with seven colours slowly appearing,
Those sweet smiles and warm hugs that keeps me going.
I see trickle of colours glimmering everywhere i'm loooking,
And i think i'm gonna start loving every colour that i'm seeing.


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ComMunication dOwn

Heads up testing testing one two three,
I'm speaking with a microphone on a high degree.
But you still don't understand that i need to be free,
And all you know is to engage me in a pointless melee.

I've tried for months talking to you through diplomacy,
But you only have in mind that i'm causing controversy.
The only thing right to you is you and your bureaucracy,
And it's obvious between you and me there is no democracy.

You might notice the recent lack of communication,
But can you blame me all for sticking to my notion?
Your silly ideals makes my life a suspended animation,
Must it really comes to a point where i stage a demonstration?

So maybe you think most my points are all superficial,
But look into the mirror and you'll realise you're in denial.
I'd really hate to see things between us turn artificial,
Because even if i don't say it out loud you're someone special.

Stop this nonsense and just learn to let go a little,
You don't need to leash me forever i'm not so brittle.
Please just understand and stop being a poison needle,
I'm just a guy in need to solve his life's own riddle.



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Tick Tock, And life goes on.

Moved a semicircle when the needle stops spinning,
The clock stops ticking but time continues moving.
Lived for a moment when my heart stops beating,
I ceased living but the world continues revolving.

Like a small lil particle in a whole solid matter,
Its presence is insignificant like ripples on water.
Like a small fry wanting to be something greater,
I guess its possible if he becomes his own master.

Master of his own thoughts to begin with,
Master of his surrounding to know its girth.
Master of his emotion to feel more mirth,
Master of his time since the day of birth.

Every clock ticks with a rhythm and rhyme,
Every second worth more than a million dime.
What's left by the flow slowly becomes mime,
What that remains is just the essence of time.

Time never stops for a person who is slacking,
Time won't bend nor wilt to do his bidding.
When would he learn to stop his snoozing?
Hopefully before time consumes him in its passing.



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TrAnSiTion

Looking through memories sweeping up dust,
Picking up scattered pieces that made my past.
Facing those fears that once formed a crust,
Breaking past it one at a time with a ballast.

The only way forward is to not look back,
Sometimes this statement is like what the heck!
If there's still unfinished bussiness on the rack,
It's vital to retrace the point where you 1st lost track.

Like a rock in the river it just alter the flow,
But a boulder in a stream makes the flow goes slow.
So those unsolved issues makes my movement low,
Holding me back untill i can't reach tomorrow.

Picking up pieces and accepting the fact,
Quarantine those fraction that could infect.
Deleting traits and faults that causes defect,
Its the only way i can keep my life intact.

This is a phase changing evolution.
Where in music they name it modulation,
In transformers it is called transformation,
But in my life now.... its simply a transition.

You have a name, angel ?

I wonder if its my imagination or you being a personification,
Because no girls i know can move in such graceful locomotion.
I wonder how you make the world go about in slow motion,
With everything else a blur but you in high definition?

Grace of an angel even when you walk on the floor,
Beauty of a goddess when you smile near the door.




-rubs eye, *rub rub*, i'm dreaming. -

~ tAinT ~

Droplets of rain falling on my skin,
Reminding me the loneliness of the soul within.
The mask i wear is so wearing thin,
Sometimes its easier to just let the devil win.

Dark thoughts swirling deep inside,
Hidden by a smile on the face outside.
I wonder what will happen if i ride the tide,
Will everything i ever knew go far and wide?

Not one snowflake ever has its twin,
But its not the same when it comes to sin.
I can't help trying to suppress a grin,
As i sat idly sipping tonic and gin.

What happened to those typical story endings,
Where good triumph over evil since the beginning?
There weren't much grey area to make it complicating,
Unlike reality where things could be unknowingly tainting.

Tainted by the smell that i can not see,
Tainted by the touch that i can not flee.
Tainted by the sight that i can not be free,
Tainted by the thoughts that is part of me.



- dark thoughts in check-

Apologies

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Apologies to 3 different people. On the same day. For the same event.

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Sorry for making a stand that i must make,
For the breach of trust i left at stake.
Sorry for for the path that i chose to take,
For the hours i made you stay up late.

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Sorry for not being there when you call,
For not being there to cushion your fall.

I wasn't equal but you have to stand tall,
I won't blame you if you take it on me all.

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Some things that was me i seem to forgot,

Sorry for acting senseless without thought.

I don't know if this apology should be made or not,

But i'm making it cause i care alot.

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Payung & Matahari untukmu

Sudah kian lama ku sepi,
Menunggu impian di tepi.
Tapi kini hati ku berapi,
Mencarikan mu matahari.

Menjelajah dari timur ke barat,
Merentasi hutan, lautan dan darat.
Mencari cahaya sehingga jam berkarat,
Mencarikan mu keselesaan sehingga akhirat.

Namun diriku cuma seorang manusia,
Kekurangan kehebatan yang luar biasa.
Apa diriku ada yang belum lagi binasa,
Mungkin cuma kata-kata melegakan bisa.

Jadi maaflah jika ku tidak berdaya,
Menerangi harimu dengan cahaya,
Jadi maaflah jika ku tidak berjaya,
Menlindungi mu dari bahaya.

Kerana saya bukanlah seorang ahli sihir,
Apa yang ada cuma kata-kata yang terfikir.
Untuk hari yang air mata mu megalir,
Ingatlah jangan lupa senyuman mu diukir.

Untuk hari mu yang hujan lebat tidak berhenti,
Janganlah teragak-agak atau menanti-nanti.
Gunakanlah payung ini yang telah ku beri ,
Melindungi dirimu daripada sakit hati.




*grins*

A Whispered ApoLogy

Been chatting lately to a girl with a broken heart,
Is she any different from the other girls in the mart?
Part of her is stuck like leftovers in a shopping cart,
And she's just another girl with a heart pierced by dart.

Yet it made me think about the time we had together,
In a whirlwind of guilt and conscience coming in tatter.
Had what i done caused an effect i can't begin to wonder,
Is the wound caused by me hurting the way it did her?

I guess like the guy in the story the girl told me,
I am not much different and i'm not proud to be.
I see the way things are the way i didn't use to see,
I am now facing what i did with no intention to flee.

Who would have known that a girl could be hurt like that,
Who could known those words hurt more than caling her fat?
I made me write this to whisper my apology and not to fret.
I guess what i did was just one of the things that i might regret.

I didn't mean this message to be anything but bland,
And what i explained long ago is still my current stand.
Leave out the bitter memories and remember grand,
I hope you are well and that you finally understand.

A meaningless apology to you but i am sincere.
I have not the guts to say it to you so i say it here.
Sorry for doing the very thing i know you fear.
Sorry for saying those words you didn't wanna hear.

IsoLation

Isolated in a place people call home,
Drifting pointlessly in a spherical dome.
What is the point of defying gravity,
When all there's left to me is captivity?

Isolated in a concrete jungle with no life,
Everyday is just another meaningless strife.
What is the point of tyring to survive,
When what is gone can no longer revive?

Isolated in a norm that is considered abnormal,
I might be in the midst of something paranormal.
What is the point of doing what i think is right,
When there is no recognision or whatsoever in sight?

Isolated within the outside & inside myself,
I am nothing like those book lying on a shelf.
What is the point of finding my direction,
When i'm denied the chance for vindication?

Isolated by the feeling of isolation overwhelming,
Every fork and turn i take is just me escaping.
What is the point of having connection with your surrounding,
When all that is left in the end is the feeling of lost & uncomprehending?