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Thursday, 2 June 2011

Human greed

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It wasn't till the time we became runners,
That they laugh at us.
For our greed,
For our knowledge,
For our population.
That we invite chaos amongst us.
With heavy admission,
We did not care at first.
Taking things for granted.
It grew stronger in out blood.
But how far can we run?
How long can we hide?
Now that all is to be erase,
To a new blank page. 

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Friday, 17 September 2010

Caught Between Two Worlds

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When I was a child;
When reality seems to be a world of rules;
When dreams and imagination seems to be the only solution;
When Santa Claus and miracles seems to be real.

When I am an adult;
When work seems to be the only thing in mind;
When all rules have to be applied;
When I am stuck in reality, all I could hope for is a miracle.

Caught between two worlds;
Between reality and imagination;
Between what is real and what is fake;
If only miracles do happen in reality....

We all would still be alive....

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Thursday, 16 September 2010

Our Land, Our Home

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All we need is a little hope;
For the world to be alright.
All we need is a little faith;
For the goodness in their heart.
All we need is a better someone;
For us to place our trust.
All we need is a greater friend;
Who would push us off our chair.

This is our world;
Our only ever world.
No home could ever be more pleasant than this.
This is the place we have in common.
The air that we breath in;
The soil that we rot in.

Just keep our hopes up;
Chins as high as it can go;
Shoulders back;
Chest of courage and bravery out;
And walk on straight.

For this is our land.

This is Home!

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Tuesday, 10 August 2010

Forgotten us lot

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We come in many sizes
Each from different places
We serve a different purpose
Each given a different faces

Some may come for the individuals
Some comes for those who are with others
Some comes to provide security of love ones
Some comes only to give rest to walking legs

Though some come for the old
Some come for the young ones

There are also some that come new
And stay till they are older
And maybe even rot till they die, forgotten
That no one will ever give thought of us

When we are being thrown
Out of the house
And no one takes us home
Nor take us back to where we come from

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Friday, 17 July 2009

Unrequited Love

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Last week we meet,
I didn't know his name.
This week we're friends,
How fast was that?

His face is in my mind,
How he walk, move and talk.
Now I know his name,
Wonder what does he feels.

Last night I stare in the mirror,
He stood here right in front me.
He is not really there,
I want to touch him bare.

My mind was playing me games,
Are we really friends?
Does he not see I exist?
Does he not know I can't resist?

I wonder what he is up to

Ever since that day,
I could not forget the whole year.
Though we talk no more,
But my feelings remains truth for sure.

I may not confess,
But I know Me
And how I must have feel.

Now I've heard his taken,
What do I do with this feeling?
Do out like nothing had ever happen?
Or cry out all my heart's content?

There's no way I could tell him,
He has found his happy ending.
Yet every night, that man in my mirror, 
He turns to me yet again.

I am happy with just that.

I am happy.

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