Saturday, October 18, 2008 Freedom?

I hear the whoops of joy,

As the countdown reached its peak,

I hear everyone screaming,

As we're finally free!

The exams have ended,

Erase those frowns and pouts,

No more stress till next year!

Or maybe till the results come out.

But even so, we're released,

Free to play and read as we like,

When I think of all the free time,

My joy reaches new heights.

I can sleep and relax,

Read and watch TV,

No more memorizing for me,

It's freedom, can't you see?

So as I lie here in bed,

I can't decide what to do,

So I pull out my textbooks,

And start preparing for school.

Sunday, October 12, 2008 Torture

Open,

Close,

Glance,

Remember.

Same rhythm,

Same beat,

Same facts,

Exams to sit.

Aching eyes,

Burning hands,

Suffering exams,

When will this end?

Wednesday, October 1, 2008 An Ode to Cheese

Swiss,
Cheddar,
Mozzerella,
Delish.

My beautiful cheese,
Cubes, slices, strips,

Powder, sprinkled, ground.

Delicious,
Wonderful glorious cheese.

--

Written with the assistance of DominicKhooGuanShen.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008 Slice, Dice, Cut

Chop chop chop,

Steady, 

Hold it still.

Slice slice slice,

Blade glinting,

Pieces now.

Dice dice dice,

Smaller and smaller it becomes,

Till powder is left.

Cut cut cut,

Laugh,

As it screams.

---

Yeah.. I hate vegetables.

Sunday, September 28, 2008 There's Always Time

Tick... tock.
The clock ticks, 
The world spins.

Tick.. tock.

The sun comes up,
The birds fly.

Tick.. tock.

I wake up.

There's always time.

Sunday, September 21, 2008 Midnight Homework

I shot out of bed,

Rubbing the sleep outta my eyes,

For I had just remembered,

I had homework that night!

I rushed to my table,

Tripping over my own feet,

I guess I wasn't really stable,

Since my mind was half asleep.

But then I forced myself to sit,

And began to sort the homework heap,

But before I could start on anything,

There and then, I fell asleep. 

--

AHHAH. Alright, enough of my four verse poems. The next few will be those emotional stuff. (: 

Saturday, September 20, 2008 Colourful House

I laid out my pens,

Green, yellow, and blue,

As I tried to draw pictures,

On my brand new notebook. 

I was lying on the grass,

In the field behind my house,

Waiting for inspiration,

As I was filled with frustration.

Then I got an idea,

And started sketching really fast,

And after about an hour,

I finally finished it at last.

It was a drawing of my house,

In green, yellow, and blue,

It looked really pretty,

I swear it's true.

Friday, September 19, 2008 My Day out at 7 Eleven

So, I pulled out my coins,

And counted them bit by bit,

I even heard someone say,

'Will someone help that creep?"

For I was buying a packet of gum,

And didn't really have much cash,

I wanted to ask my mom for some,

But I didn't want to make her mad.

Here I stand in 7 eleven,

I've started a really long line,

I began to count coins at seven,

But now it's already nine.

The people behind me are angry,

They look ready to kill,

Some little kid who had icecream,

Is now standing in a pool.

As I pulled out the last dime,

I sighed loudly in relief,

Only to realize,

That the cashier had fallen asleep. 

--

Haven't written one like this in a while. :)
Whatdya think?

Tuesday, September 16, 2008 Stories for the Soul

I lay down upon the ground,

Lying on my tummy,

Waiting eagerly for

my grandpa to start his story.

He would wave his arms 

As he told his tale,

His eyes expressive and dreamy.

I would sit entranced as he uttered each word,

My mind conjuring up images,

Of magical lands 

and colourful frocks,

and beautiful horse driven carriages.

Thursday, September 11, 2008 A Poem For A Broken Heart

A Poem For A Broken Heart

Kick, pound, grind,

Destroy,

Wreck, demolish, tear.

Broken pieces,

Smashed, scattered, lost.

Fragments missing,
Forever apart,
Help me find,
The pieces of my heart.

Monday, September 8, 2008 Walk Away

Walk Away

As I turned away,

He pulled me back,

His arms around my waist,

Telling me I was safe.

As I turned away,

He made me face him,

To look into his eyes,

As he told me that he loved me.

As I turned away,

He didn't let me go,

Held me tight,

Let me cry.

But in actuality,

He let me walk away,

Turn my back on our love,

For he had nothing to say.

--

Well, if you don't get it, this poem's about a girl who wants to end her relationship. All she wanted was for him to hold her back and stop her from ending it, but he didn't.

It's basically her disappointment in him giving her up so easily.

Saturday, August 30, 2008 Living, Breathing, Being.

An aching burn,
A pulling force,
Undeniable attraction,
Self-destruction.

Aching heart,

Anguished cries,
Pulsing veins,
Sign of life.

Thursday, August 28, 2008 Olympics

At eight,
on eighth of Eight,
Many stayed awake,
To witness the commencement of the Games,
And the lighting of the Olympic flame.

Stunned and awed we were,
As we watched from our own home,
Envious and jealous we were,
Hearing the cheers of those in the dome.

China shone that night,
With the colours, the sounds, the lights,
Beijing hosted the Games,
For the year 2008.

The athletes all prepped and ready,
Prepared for the Olympic Games,
Mind set on winning the medals,
everyone would know their names.

We were all prepared to support,
Our beloved country in action,
Our Malaysian spirit was strong,
The gold medals were our attraction.

Each day we faithfully watch,
As our country fought and fought,
Pride overfilling our hearts,
As we monitored the score charts.

Which led me to where I am,
In my seat in front of the TV,
My mind nowhere else,
But of the Games in front of me.

Monday, August 4, 2008 Never Part

He blew her a kiss,
She slapped his face,
He winked at her,
She walked away.

He sighed,
She groaned,
He laughed,
She smiled.

A love hate of their kind,
A mismatch of their hearts,
A trick of the mind;
For never will they part.

Sunday, July 27, 2008 Ice Cream

When i was ten and young,
I wanted to climb a tree,
So i got a ladder hung,
On the highest branch i could see.

I started from the bark,
Slowly making my way up,
Scraping my fingers and toes,
I struggled looking for holes.

To support me on my climb,
To avoid me falling behind
I wrapped myself around the tree,
And wouldn't let anyone near me.

LET ME CLIMB THE TREE IN PEACE,
I shouted, hollered, and screamed,
For on the top of that very tree,
Was an icecream just for me.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008 Official Announcement :D

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2547800/1/Could_You_Love_Me

I uploaded a new story on fictionpress. I would love some feedback through reviews. Thanks a bunch.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008 Magical

The shining stars glittered above,
The thick white mist wrapping around,
The bright crescent moon,
An amazing sight,
It's a magical night,
Tonight.

There's an air of magic,
A cup of love,
A saucer of trust,
And a spoonful of hope.

A magical night,
Everyone can see,
It's all connected,
Just like you and me.

Saturday, July 19, 2008 Rakan (Friend)

I've gone BILINGUAL

Rakan

Rakan,
Sudah lama aku menunggumu,
Berdiri di hadapan halamanmu,
Berdoa boleh berjumpa.

Namun,
Engkau tidak kelihatan,
Engkau tidak datang!
Kesakitan yang mendalam
Mengenggam hatiku.
Mengapakah aku
perlu menanti?

Rakan,
Aku berharap
Aku berdoa
Engkau akan pulang
Kepadaku,
Nanti.

--

Friend

My friend,
I've been waiting for so long,
Standing in front of your compound,
Praying that we meet.

But,
You're not seen
You're not here!
A cutting pain,
Grasps my heart.
Why do I have to wait?

My friend,
I hope,
I pray,
You will come back to me,
One day.

--

Right. So the English one basically sounds really weird but oh well. :)

Monday, July 14, 2008 Let Her

Let Her

What to do
When a girl needs you?

Let her cry,
Just one more time,
Then wipe away her tears,
It'll get rid of her fears.

Let her laugh,
With all her heart,
Say something sweet,
It'll make her smile.

Let her sleep,
It'll bring her peace,
Hold her close,
And give her a kiss.

Let her speak,
It'll clear her mind,
Just listen to her,
It'll make sense in time.

Let her dance,
It'll be her release,
Watch her closely,
It'll make her blush.

Let her sing,
It'll make her happy,
Ignore the rest,
And it's all set.

But if the times comes,
Where it becomes too late,
Let her leave,
Let her walk away.

--

-Tiffany feat TKM

Saturday, July 12, 2008 Cupcakes

Cupcakes

I sat in a corner,
Counting my hoard,
Grinning happily,
At the cupcakes galore.

Fresh, stale, it mattered not,
Baked, stolen, even bought,
My beautiful icing covered cupcakes,
I'll protect them; whatever it takes!

I shall name my room the Cupcake Place,
And ensure that they all stay safe,
There'll be security, freezers, and ovens too,
You touch my cupcakes, you're dead, mind you.

Cupcakes have feelings,
I know they do,
So you'd better not eat them,
Coz that's just cruel!

Wednesday, July 9, 2008 No More Lice

No More Lice

I walked past the candy store,
Wishing I had some money,
Seeing the colourful signs on the door,
Tempting my empty tummy.

Holding back my many tears,
I backed away from the shop,
Along came some of my peers,
Each sucking a lolly pop.

I turned away as they walked by,
Hiding my face from their eyes,
For I sure wasn't a pretty sight,
With a filthy face and hair with lice.

When I was sure that they were gone,
I ran and ran to a pond,
Seeing my reflection in the mirror,
I cried and prayed a silent prayer.

Suddenly, I heard a tapping sound,
It was a small woodpecker on the ground,
The bird looked up and surprisingly said,
"Oh gee, you're dressed just like a maid."

I was shocked to hear the little bird speak,
Especially one that looked so meek,
"You're a princess, my dear; a fine one at that,
You once helped us get rid of three cats."

Scratching my head in confusion,
I sat down and came to a conclusion,
"I'm dreaming," I said, convincing myself,
But suddenly I got poked by a tiny elf.

He squeaked and shouted with all his might,
"You're not dreaming! You're not, alright!"
I looked at the elf and had to believe him,
He was the smallest creature I'd ever seen.

I wasn't dreaming,
I wasn't,
This is all real,
I can live in a castle and eat a proper meal.

Oh, yippie! Oh, yay!
What a happy day,
I'm a princess, oh, yea!
And I'm here to stay.

From that day onwards,
I had a happy life,
And never again,
Did my hair have lice.

This was meant to be really lighthearted and might sound very ridiculous.

Friday, July 4, 2008 All She Needed

All She Needed

Patiently awaiting his return,
She sat under the big tall tree,
Remembering how they sat in turn,
On the rubber tube overlooking the sea.

She stood up and turned as she heard a sound,
Behind was the man she was waiting for,
He looked at her and turned around,
She sobbed and sobbed as her heart tore.

Lifting her eyes to the heavens above,
Wondering why it happened to her,
He was handsome and charming, the man she loved,
He was also the envy of most of her peers.

He had never hurt her in any way,
Until she saw them one fateful day,
They were sitting under this very tree,
Kissing and hugging so passionately.

She shouted and sweared before breaking down,
Her voice; so loud could be heard all over town,
The villagers thought that someone had died,
But it was only the girl who cried and cried.

She remembered how he apologized that day,
Convincing her that everything was okay,
She didn't believe him but looked in his eyes,
And immedietely, her tears started to dry.

But he lied and broke her heart again,
By walking away; down this lane,
Everything was not okay,
And she knew that there was no other way.

Gathering what courage she had,
Emotions took over; both happy and sad,
She ran to him and ended it,
The reality of it took long to hit.

But when it did,
She was so very glad,
No longer a burden she had to have,
She looked for a man she didn't have to share,
A man that took the time to care.

Succeed she did and loved him so,
He was a man she was glad to hold,
Caring and compassionate,
Loving and kind,
He was all she needed,
For all time.

Thursday, July 3, 2008 My Friend

My Friend

Everyone hates you,
I'm not surprised,
From what you say,
You can make some cry.

You're rude and conceited,
Insulting and mean,
You have loads of "friends"
You know what I mean.

What happened to the girl?
The one I used to know?
What happened to the friend?
The one that used to care?
What happened to the pal?
The one who was there?

She's gone, I know,
But I want her back.
She's lost, doesn't know
The way to come back

I wanna help,
You know I do,
Just open up,
Like we used to.

Before the boys and cliques,
And the clothes and cash,
The jobs and angst,
That didn't belong there.

Let there be peace,
Let's end this war,
Let's join our hands,
Together, we'll stand.

--

written in 2007

Saturday, June 28, 2008 Bubblegum Pop

He hated the way she popped her bubblegum. He hated the way she tied her hair. He even hated the way she blinked!

He hated that she was in his seat. He hated that she wouldn’t listen to him. He hated that she stood up to him.

But most of all, he hated the way he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

The first time he saw her in detention, he was mildly surprised. After all, a girl like Casey Ridges didn’t get detention. He had seen her around school before and knew the type of girl she was.

Casey Ridges was a nerd; a huge nerd. She used words like plethora and advocacy in daily speech. She wore oversized jumpers and wore plastic rimmed glasses. She wore white socks with black shoes.

The first time he saw her in detention, Casey Ridges was in his seat. Figuring her to be the type to be easily intimidated, he strode up to her, not even trying to look remotely frightening.

“Get off my seat, Ridges,” he told her, without looking.

What she said next shocked him more than finding out that from his younger brother that dogs couldn’t eat chocolate.

She told him, “When you talk to someone, I suggest you look at them. It’s not very polite otherwise.”

He glanced at her. “Who d-“

She continued, “Secondly, please and thank you can take you a long way. Ah, don’t give me that look. Just because you have about a dozen holes on your face for your ridiculous piercings, it doesn’t mean you can just command someone to do something to your liking.”

“Besides, I like it here. If I’m going to be spending the rest of the week here after school, it might as well be in a seat of my choice. You want to sit here? Come earlier next time.”

Looking away, she took a packet of gum out of her pocket and stuffed one into her mouth, chewing furiously.
As usual, the teacher managing detention wasn’t there. However, the students that were there gave Casey a somewhat respectful glance.

Not many stood up to Darren Conley and made it out alive. Granted, no girl had ever stood up to him.

He was livid. He had never been refused so boldly all his life. The worst part was, he didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t just give up his seat to her, but he couldn’t fight her either.

“Are you done glaring at me already? It’s rather disturbing having a large presence behind me,” she started to say.

“You shut up,” he responded menacingly before storming out of the room.

-

That was two days ago. After some persuasion, he discovered from a junior that Casey had detention for wounding a student. She would have gotten away with a warning, if the student hadn’t ended up in the hospital. Apparently, he was trying to grope her best friend and she punched him in the gut.

The boy got suspended but Casey had to put up with detention for seven days.

Yet again, it shocked him that such a mild looking girl could display such acts of violence.

Glancing at her from his seat in the corner of the room, he could see her blowing her gum and popping it. She made him furious. Yet he wanted to know all about her.

Darren didn’t want the seven days to end.

But still, he really hated how she popped her bubblegum.

The Rocker

Picture of Kyle Patrick, taken by me.

The Rocker

The rocker was in the house,
Toes skimming the ground,
High on a drug of his own,
High on the euphoria of not being alone.

Arms in the sky,
Guitar in his hold,
He was a rocker on a high,
The music; from his soul.

Friday, June 27, 2008 Feelings

Feelings

Rejection,
One of the most painful words,
Dejected,
As if the world's crumbling down,
Sadness,
It's felt everyday, everywhere,
Disappointment,
Oh, how that hurts so much,
Pain,
Unescapable, Unexplainable, Undeniable

Thursday, June 26, 2008 When It Rises

When It Rises

When it rises,
The skies glow,
The birds soar,
And the people smile.

When it rises,
Day begins,
Clocks tick,
And children play.

When it rises,
Life is born,
Tales are told,
And lessons are learnt.

Everything's new;
When it rises.