3rd Last Day

It was 1.55am in the morning and i was wondering how,
The feeling that hit you yesterday, sorta hit me now.

Is it the number of times you walk out my car,
Or the the times we waved goodbye from afar?

I booked all 27 days and it does seem kinda cram,
I'm greedy in this way and it's the only way i am.

Didn't plan to fill it all but did i filled enough?
Limited time now makes things kinda tough.

Were you ever so eager to meet a person,
Yet so reluctant you can't find a reason?

Because for every tomorrow you spend with her,
It's another day closer to a tomorrow you won't see her.

I know these thoughts should not even exist,
But it's 2.30am and the feeling still persist.

I shall keep your to-do-list till you are back,
But you keep the memories, to fill anything you lack.

Guess i'm gonna miss her, before the day she goes.
And till then i assume, i'm suppose to swat away her woes.

Leave this place happy, and come back even happier.
Remember happy moments, keep them sharp like a rapier.

So shoo my big distraction, you shouldn't be reading this.
Set your mind to the west, you shouldn't be looking back at this.



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The pOint

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Fade..

Sweetness with a bitter tang like marmalade,
Perfect memories are really hard to be made.
Amongst your memory i try my best to wade,
Swimming against the tide cuz i don't wanna fade.

People meet us and we meet people,
Some we just tag and others we label.
We leave our mark whenever we're able,
From there we connect as if there's cable.

But distance distorts even the best connection,
Even the strongest signal will still face attenuation.
Newer links established are prone to distortion,
There isn't enough time yet for noise reduction.

And so we try our best to keep the door open,
Buying us time for the connection to sharpen.
It's not easy to predict what might happen,
But we do what we can to not be forgotten.

Trying to put my toes behind an invisible line,
It is hard to be sure when you cannot define.
Guide me with a beacon; a smile that shine,
Tell me if i overstepped and it'll be fine.

There seems to be a cloud that will rain on my parade,
A big dark shadow that will always cast me in the shade.
Guess i'll just wash down bitterness with some lemonade,
Cuz i just can't afford... i just can't afford to fade.

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2010 Resolution.. *fingers CrossEd*

*Punctuality*

*Proactivity*

*Healthy Lifestyle*

*Discipline*

*Studies*

*Not being one with the book (toes crossed)*

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Tale oF a Delivery bOy

Hello there princess; delivery boy got a duty,
To pass her a package he hope is still pretty.
Its long overdue and it's starting to get heavy,
And he has to deliver it before she gets moody.

This princess; yes she does answers her phone,
But she's busy and replies in a single word monotone.
Maybe she's occupied and needs to be left alone,
So if he's bugging please just send him into a cyclone.

Good thing delivery boy works till XXpm at night,
Waiting with his red canary; ready to take flight.
When the princess summons he'll be there in sight,
Cuz if he misses it; he's gotta wait another twilight.

And so he waits as patiently as a man could be,
Waiting for a message that says the princess is free.
Delivery boy is efficient and doesn't need much time you see,
Five minutes is all it takes and after that he will flee.

His wait has ended when the message came around,
Off he goes trying not to make too much of a sound.
Sneaking pass guards so he could enter the castle ground,
Her chamber lays the highest where nothing else is found.

And finally he met; the said princess in person,
He passed her the package and snapped to attention.
Cold sweat drips as he can't decipher her expression,
But thankfully she accepts; the gift of imagination.

With his duty completed; he makes his retreat,
It's really nothing much; no extraordinary feat.
He doesn't need recognition; it isn't his real peat.
Because Her presence itself... is already a treat. =)


~ The End~

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Rhythm oF my Heart

Past few days has been a bit of a fuzzy wuzzy,
I lived on impulse and things are tiny bit crazy.
Mornings are late and i am just so helplessly lazy,
Nights are longer as its time the world's less hazy.

The rhythm of my heart becomes the life i follow,
Living the moment and not thinking of tomorrow.
Spend nights basking in the moon and starlight's glow,
Spend evenings leaving footprints when the tide is low.

I'm a bit of a blur case every now and then,
Doing things i know i wouldn't have done then.
Logical thinking only functions when and if it can,
Black, white or grey are all really not part of the plan.

The rhythm of my heart becomes the only beat i hear,
Every beat driving me closer to those people i hold dear,
Every beat driven with a purpose so strong yet unclear,
To decipher the beat, it seems i oughta use it as my spear.

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P for Princess?

Drafting plans like counting sand,
It's funny how i still don't understand,
Her body language and the way she stand,
The tiny movements and the flick of her hand.

It's like cloudy rainbow mashed potato,
Oasis in the desert with a pink flamingo.
Trying to comprehend makes processors go slow mo,
I've got no reference she's definitely like no other amigo.

Lost in her own world when she looks through the lense,

The expression of bliss without an ounce of pretense.

Capturing the moment needs concentration this intense?

A grin formed on the edge of my lips as i try to make sense.

Very much a princess in her very own right,
Her planners are full & waiting list out of sight.

Preoccupied the whole day and sleeping at twilight,
If you get through to her please ask her to take it light.

99 percent of the world sees her warm and lovely side,
But i heard whispers that she has an ice heart deep inside.

Word has it that she rejects admirers like waves and tide,
Should an average ordinary guy really just run and hide?

Is she a princess from fairy tales or a beautiful nightmare?
I guess i have to linger around a lil longer to compare.
If she sees this i hope she doesn't give me her stare,
Because if she does that she'll definitely give me a scare ! XD

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CliquE

Walk out the door and see people on the street,
Strangers mingle with the people that you greet,
Once in a while somebody knock you off your feet,
And the rest of them are just people that you meet.

Clique to clique i've wandered through the years,
To find the one that would take away my fears.
Once in a blue moon a kindred soul apppears,
How many there as i look through my tears?

Why do i feel like a black sheep that come and goes,
Why do i feel like a gigantic torn among the roses?
Why is it now again that i'm hit by insecurities,
Why is it now that i see my vulnerabilities?

A black bird flying among whites still feels like flying solo,
A single note in a stereophonic environment is still a mono.
Lack the charm, lack the luck, what to expect; i am no apollo,
But a soul however broken, still seeks a clique that could bring him crescendo...

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ChOcolatE fudGe

When the sun don't shine and the sky is grey,
Fate isn't kind and you feel like a prey.
Worry not sugar there is always a way,
Lying in a chocolate fudge that could save the day.

When it's gloomy and cloudy with a raining spree,
You get drench and soaked in the rain at 11 degree.
If you're feeling miserable and cannot break free,
Take a sniff of chocolate fudge and dance like a bee.

When the moon is blue and you feel under the weather,
The cold won't go and you just can't stop the shiver.
Hold a cup of hot choc as you would your lover,
Let the warmth seeps in and make this down time over.

When your workload is high till you can't see the sky,
You get all stressed up and time starts to fly.
Try to take a breather but please do not cry,
Nothing like chocolate fudge to feel like summer in july.

Warmths you inside out with alot left to spare,
It's written on the wrapper the makers declare.
Chocolate fudge delivery from me here to you there,
Perhaps it could lighten the burden that you couldn't share.

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Sleep Inductor

Eyelids burdened with heaviness,
Brain cells paralysed with sleepiness.
Preception on the edge of senselessness.
Awareness at the brink of unconciousness.

Sleep is a luxury i can't be given,
Cursed to stay awake and left forsaken.
The taste of freedom almost forgotten,
Hanging by a thread dreaming of heaven.

Droning of the machines' so hypnotizing,
Knocking me out even when the sun's still rising.
Only music around is the hydraulics orchestra singing,
You can't really blame me if i keep day dreaming.

On my semi concious mind is chocolate fudge,
Tried to drift there but i really need a nudge.
Somehow my hazy mind just won't even budge,
Hope the person waiting doesn't hold a grudge.

This freaking place is like a sleep inductor,
The air around here is like a sleeping gas inhaler.
Need to gather my thoughts but its taking forever,
Need to stay awake and not trip the circuit breaker !

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