The Dark Millenium Inc

In The Sun

2009-11-22T03:56:00.003+08:00

See you raise your hands

when you're there lost in the crowd

the butterflies in your stomach

are chanting a victory song

with leftovers from your hopes

and the little too late's

you gaze up high

See you place your steps

where the atmosphere is so loud

wading the waters to the other side

which seems so far along

desperate lungs gasp for air

when everything's been said

the moment..

..is here

I'm reaching out

underneath the clouds

my tears are dried in the sun

(I lay my head back down)

A Tale Of A Dog With Two Tails

2009-11-08T19:18:00.000+08:00

Always had we known that eventually
our crossing over would be inevitable
the walk across the other side
where none of the living could come into sight
where deceiving eyes could be compromised
by the way the story has such always been told
alas the wind sighs at the quivering cold
as it tells a tale that's aged with time on paper going back to stone
etched upon the brows of a forgotten civilization
fading deeper beneath the shadows of a forlorn tree
which beared the fruit of lust beckoning to the second half
where from dust the first had emerged
only to succumb to the desires of the after
for just a bite would provoke the wrath of the Maker
as innocent eyes awoke to prejudice thoughts
where in vague reproach embraced nature in abysmal solitude
how the stirring in the days to come underneath the sun
only brought to tears by the ever blood stained ground
whence once had passed would never return
the moons that followed would bear witness to some
as below the bright dotted lights in the dark above
the wandering mind travelled till greeted by the morning dove
hi ho hello my friend it chirped away as night was day
tomorrow holds more than all of which that appears today
smile ye may at miles that lay ahead for you'll not stay
as time will bring you mercy just as time would take you away
to an unrequited place where once the earth was tickled pink
in bright and blissful bold so colorful was its parade
oh to be able to stand in that moment at a distance astray
and behold the sight that trailed along the setting horizon
is to breathe in the demise of a fractured reality
and exhale the birth of a renewed tranquility

Gardens Of Everlasting Bliss

2009-10-28T03:38:00.002+08:00

Where is the trust I lost

when I was just a child

where's everybody now

where is this hope they speak of

Another judgement cry

to soil the ground we stand

do colors not make brighter when it's brought together

(G-D-A-Em-F#m)

I would lift my hands and cry out for a better world

stand strong amidst the animosity of every men and every child

do they not see how destiny brings out the colors of their smiles

(G-F#m-Em-C)

Where is the fallen grace

that you had held up high

where's everybody now

where is this hope you speak of

Tomorrow won't be late

It'll bring more brighter days

It'll show you ways to wipe those weeping tears away

(G-D-A-Em-F#m)

*instrumental pause* (C-D-Em-G)(F#m)

I would lift my hands and cry out for a better world

stand strong amidst the animosity of every men and every child

do they not see how destiny brings out the colors of their smiles

(G-F#m-Em-C)

*outro* (C-A-G-F#m-C-Bm-Bm)

Where the wild leaves grows I'll rest my head

I'll find my place amongst the silhouette

of the shadows of the moonlit night

And when the breaking dawn

brings forth a new beginning

greeting us with blessings of a new hope for a new day

(Bm-C-Em-D-C)

*melodic riff* (A-G-Em-D) (C-D-Em)

I would lift my hands and cry out for a better world

stand strong amidst the animosity of every men and every child

do they not see how destiny brings out the colors of their smiles

(G-F#m-Em-C)

Anymore

2009-10-27T03:39:00.007+08:00

You don't get it

you just wanted something more

hours wasted

still no ones knocking at your door

how you're jaded

with tired footsteps on the floor

dissipated

you don't get it anymore

Is your fate calling

you back to where that you belong

would you still be hopeful

where there is nothing

when there's nothing

anymore

You don't get it

is it still worth fighting for

in the silence

thoughts provoke your careless flaws

how your conscience

takes a bow as you applause

it's complicated

you just don't get it anymore

Is your fate calling

you back to where that you belong

would you still be hopeful

where there is nothing

when there's nothing

anymore

You don't get it

is there always something more

with your bare feet

dragging along the shores

while you're naked

in the silence listening for

how over-rated

you don't get it anymore

Goodbye Paradise

2009-10-27T03:37:00.000+08:00

You know this now

you have been dreaming of regrets

the morning wakes you in a puddle of your sweat

The time is now

you have been planning your escape

from smiles to frowns all in a moment compensates

The things you loved

are they not looking to return

your mind decides that it would never be too late

though notice how

the depths are calling out your name

you're going down, down, down, down

further away from your Paradise

You rest your weary head back down

with troubled innocence your crying out inside

You say..

Goodbye Paradise

So long Paradise

farewell you bid to the things you love

Goodbye Paradise

So long Paradise

the road ahead is paved with no return

While there's still time

you took to cherish the collage

of all the pieces of the yesterdays you know

How little time

you feel the seconds counting down

there's not a bit part of your life that wants to go

Into the night

into the emptiness outside

you throw your voice into the darkness as you hide

Your empty soul

with fear that's building up inside

will there come a day where you'll step back into the light

You rest your worries to the sound

of troubled innocence you're crying out inside

You say..

Goodbye Paradise

So long Paradise

farewell you bid to the things you love

Goodbye Paradise

So long Paradise

the road ahead is paved with no return

Written for a song composed by Vijay Anand's band.

Fairy Feathers

2009-10-27T03:31:00.002+08:00

Listen to the wind

in your smile

in your smile..

Listen while you wait

for awhile

for awhile..

Nobody can be yourself

Nobody could ever

Could ever

Be...

Leave alone the muffled whispers

telling you to doubt the fairy feathers

the pixelated puppy grin on your face is priceless

Erase the saline

from your eyes

from your eyes..

Looking to the skies

you'll know why

you'll know why..

My Minds Eye

2009-10-27T03:28:00.002+08:00

Cold is the mind

in restless resign

stealing the empathy of every soul that it finds

Someday I'll find

a glimpse of yerterdays lies

sleepless here where the sun don't seem to shine down on me

(I'll be...)

Watching the world

Spinning around

my minds eye

The Bitter Of October

2009-10-27T03:23:00.003+08:00

Caught up with many choices

where the countries have no name

words buried in voices

scattered on a wall of shame

Borderline religious

misplaced in a box of toys

running around in circles

headless in the splitting noise

It's going both ways

not taking sides

not letting sensibility stand up inside

Footprints of the little steps

the little thoughts

the candle wax

abandoned in the little flickers

of the bitter of October

Flustered on the little steps

the little thoughts

the candle wax

abandoned in the little flickers

of the bitter of October

The Child Inside

2009-10-27T00:33:00.002+08:00

To wait it out

on the jagged edges of November

I see it slipping by

the faith that once was by my side

Inside my mouth

I taste the lies drowned out by the thunder

in the pouring rain

my feet is drenched though my head is dry

Am I

walking in the absence

of a mind that speaks out loud

to wake the sleeping..

Child..inside of me

who laughs in spite of

all the tears that's shed by everybody else

he's smiling in the corner

to a world that sits and stares outside

When swallowed doubt,

leaves you choking on the moments that have passed

you discover that

he always seems to make it go away

It's deliberate

how eventually the only truth I greet each morning

is the only reason

thats keeps me safe in your dreams at night

Would I

walk around with the absence

of a mind that cannot speak out loud

to wake the sleeping..

Child..inside of me

who laughs in spite of

all the tears that's shed by everybody else

he's smiling in the corner

to a world that sits and stares outside

Pretty eyes that's looking through

the windows of an innocence inside a world

where you would find the grey of life in color

and the rising tide of cynical conscience

that washes all the nightmares from the darkness

that we've left inside

each time we hide behind our languished pride

if we would find ourselves there in the cold outside

where is the...

Child..inside of me

who laughs in spite of

all the tears that's shed by everybody else

he's smiling in the corner

to a world that sits and stares outside

So Much Time

2009-09-30T13:18:00.000+08:00

Where is the former of myself

it would be better if we switched

to exponentiate the evolution

of my common sense

Is there a goose inside my head

that lays an egg with every lie

I would reciprocate in dissipation

of my bold pretense

would rather fold myself

than to go with what i'm told

only see what has been left

by a man who's worlds been sold

Leaning back while the distance got much closer

smiling at my front row seats

should this is where i'm supposed to be

then what's my excuse for killing so much time

Some crosses that we built to stand

to signify the strength that we

would underestimate though regardless

how've we've planned ahead

The singing clock chimes on the twelve

farewell I bid to better halves

the insignificance would levitate

with thoughts in my head

would rather fall across

the floor a clown than of a saint

am bottled up in my faith

with prejudice my grace awaits

Leaning back while the distance got much closer

smiling at my front row seats

should this is where i'm supposed to be

then what's my excuse for killing so much time

I am the cunning in the lines

of which that separates the truth

from animosity and differentiate

the living from the dead

Weeping Crowd

2009-08-18T13:22:00.001+08:00

There was once

I slept through the whole night weeping

I don't want to feel that way again

It's sure tough

to be wide awake and dreaming

I don't want to feel this way again

I don't want to be another face in the crowd

hoping, waiting

sitting around for that day to come

around the corner, unexpectedly

I don't want to be that little boy on the sidewalk

faking smiles and...

Is this what I have come to

am I a part of the weeping crowd

the laughter I had known

Washed away with the tears I cried

amidst the weeping crowd

why do I feel alone

like, there's no one else around

oh why, do I feel alone

People Of People

2009-08-15T01:12:00.001+08:00

Though they see roses are beautiful
And all the stars are stunning brightly
It is fickled and entertaining
People of people
Laugh out loud till they cry
Laugh at me like nothing matters

People of people
Though they see I’m crying by the walls
Or walking by me and no hands held
It’s hard to be a loner
But this is it
I finally found my space
With grieved and gloomy sounds
Mis-steps of relations puts me down the earth
Like I’m buried in the darkness
I scream so shrill
Try to fight the thrill
But still you see me and no one else

They see cats are cute and snugly
They see me with their leery eyes
It is fickled and entertaining
People of people think I’m crazy
Should I keep away?
To flee this superficial world
Coz they laugh at me
For reasons I not know about

People of people Laugh at me
I’m being clowned and they’re clapping
Like acting on the circle stage
I finally find my end in
Absurd and amusing
Coz they put me on the first page
Like a lost dog found
On an empty street filled with many doubts

This is written by Lina

Strawberry Park

2009-08-14T23:25:00.004+08:00

My heart is lit with candlesticks
a thousand lights to bright the dim
here's 31 around the corner
how soon..

I'll breathe the morning dew of Thursday
with a lullaby i'll serenade
the pretty smiles across my lips
someday soon..

In the Strawberry Park
strolling down in the dark
while making fun at the half witted moon

I'll have my birthday wish
for the very first time
witnessed by the stars and a bottle of wine
they said that life is a journey
though as time swallows days
my only wish is just to be with you

The songs of life beckons me forth
across the borders of a year
whistles by a tulip winter
how both..

The cold and Juliet hand in hand
as shameless weathers hails romance
stealing looks as Summer cautiously
draws nigh..

In the Strawberry Park
flushed with withered remarks
watch the cynical me in this magical gloom

I'll have my birthday wish
for the very first time
witnessed by the stars and a bottle of wine
they said that life is a journey
though as time swallows days
my only wish is just to be with you

Spaces

2009-08-14T13:31:00.008+08:00

Really what gives
i'm not imaginary
with simplicity just translate your feelings into words
How much is lost
I feel so cold and empty
if your honesty would only share it's thoughts with my lonely world

As darkness refrains the light from showing the way
a way to decide just what's best for us both
for with our eyes closed I know that there'll just be no telling
just how long we still would remain...

In the spaces that divide us
we raise our goblets
burning into each others eyes
In the spaces that betray us
we held back our words
and the temper in our voices
restrained by our discerning pride

Live And Inspire - Poetry Of Opportunities

2009-08-14T12:55:00.014+08:00

Right there
on the purple couch
I took a bite of life
and a sip of all of which that mattered
Right there
in the pages of my life
I stood high
upon the balcony of dreams my hopes resided

Still nowhere near the distance it would take
from the days that left to this bed I have made
right here
right now
it's a brand new day

To Live and Inspire
a poetry of opportunities
to touch the hearts of every men
To Live and Inspire
Discover.Live.Inspire.

Right here
on the purple couch
I made amends
with each and every one of my regrets
Right here
where the sun stands still
I thanked the Lord
as the shadowed warmth enclosed the spaces

That voices out the words that I had said
as I embraced reality with choices I would make
right here
right now
it's a brand new day

To Live and Inspire
a poetry of opportunities
to touch the hearts of every men
To Live and Inspire
Discover.Live.Inspire.

Live And Inspire - The Eyes Of The World

2009-08-14T10:04:00.007+08:00

Here on the purple couch
I made an oath to silence
reflecting on my yesteryears
In the moments that followed
I saw myself
surrounded by what I have done
All that i've lost
and all i've found
wakes me from my thoughts
The path that i've stumbled down
is now paved with gold
as it's shadowed across my eyes

Now i'll never take it off
not for a minute
as I find myself
staring into the eyes of the world

Where not a moment too soon
i'll be here
to Live and Inspire
writing down the story of my life
I will live to discover
to Live and Inspire
all the rest of the world

Here on the purple couch
I reminisce in silence
these smiles are for my yesterdays
Through the trails i've trodden
my careless steps
with all the choices that I had made
Would see myself
embraced by doubts
crashing in the waves of me
All the hopes i've questioned
which i've figured out
is now a picture I could frame on my wall

Now i'll never take it off
not for a minute
as I find myself
staring into the eyes of the world

And not a moment to soon
i'll be here
to Live and Inspire
crossed over the borders of destiny
from the midst i'll aspire
to Live and Inspire
all the rest of the world

Weeping Nights

2009-08-02T13:42:00.005+08:00

Hey morning man

wipes the sunlight from off my eyes

(i'll dry) my tears deny

my thoughts a chance to come away

no bedside compass to decide

each of my stepping strides

which trails off into the night

The kissing birds at the lake

looked down where rests my weary head

the chirping yellow contemplates

drawing lines on the woodwork

under the written words

spelling a lie that reminds me just...

Why
everyday is just like
all the other days that cried
hello
just as goodbye took refuge by its side

Hey morning man

breathes the warmth to resign the cold

(i'll try) when no one else

should be a friend to embrace today

curtain windows drawn aside

to take a look on the outside

where empty spaces listens wide

Can't let the time it would take

to wait the days out just to make

promises and mistakes

crossing off all the regrets

maybe what little said

simply is how it reminds me of...

Why

everyday is just like

all the other days that cried

hello

just as goodbye took refuge by its side

There goes my friends

waving arms and whispering into the night

(there goes) everyone, i'll take

a faithless walk along the shores

where the ocean comes to meet

the edges of this weeping night

Embroidery

2009-07-28T12:27:00.000+08:00

Birdfeet
at the fountain of youth
who is that pigeon
that's perched on the wooden lantern

Feathers
from his head to his knees
across town he flew
parched is his wear with bright white and blue

Mr Needles said to Mrs Thread
today I had my breakfast in bed

Evening
greets the old yawning moon
where are the grey clouds
with mouths they would tell us they would

Up high
in the arms of the sky
flapping the feathers
not worrying about the weather

The Sandman Chronicles

2009-07-28T07:00:00.001+08:00

Killed the lights and pulled the sheets over my head

in the darkness there is not much to be said

fed my mind with all the reasons not to be afraid

it's only now just a quarter past the hand at eight

In the moment that I would come to recreate

all my surroundings before it would be too late

bit my lip lying in silence right here on my bed

there's just no seeing how this all could dissipate

..before the Sandman does arrive

(if I could just..)

Pull the plug on reality

distance possibility

Oh my God

I lost my fucking mind

Question my own sanity

with reverse psychology

Oh my God

I lost my fucking mind

Homeless Apartheid

2009-07-28T05:59:00.000+08:00

Here are the open arms

with you right there

..stepping away

further behind

as it closes in tonight

Here are the open arms

though you are with

..no words to say

caught in the lines

of your over-rated pride

Here are the open arms

stretched out astride

..a beautiful day

more than divine

which is straying off your sight

Much with regrets and loses

and excused departures

the stones on the curb is weighed down by the lies

Wayward the hope sails

its adolescence staled

as it combs out the hopes and the will to survive

bedside on cardboxes

and blankets of patches

borrowed homes scribbled down in the sweet diary of life

god bless this homeless apartheid

Here are the open arms

reaching across

..showing you a way

lost are the blind

though your eyes are open wide

Here are the open arms

resting aside all

..these reasons astray

what you could find

if you took a step outside

Here are the open arms

there is no more

..of your yesterdays

look in your mind

you'll see the wrongs won't right

Hush

2009-07-28T04:48:00.000+08:00

Kept it for a long time

within his mind

took a lot of abscence

to make it unwind

Lost in translation

he spoke out in silence

as he raced along the thoughts that decided

(the)

Two strokes of the hammer of midnight

which saw the coming of age

overshadow its pride

hush darling hush

captivated by the smiles in the dark

hush my darling hush

rest now your weary head on the pillow

Hopeless for the first time

the truth unkind

even in its presence

there's not much to find

Turned out all the cautions

played his intervention

as he raced along the thoughts that decided

(the)

Two strokes of the hammer of midnight

which saw the coming of age

overshadow its pride

hush darling hush

captivated by the smiles in the dark

hush my darling hush

rest now your weary head on the pillow

Headless Benjamin

2009-07-28T04:45:00.001+08:00

Boy in a rag
he spoke to riches
words scattered across
a field of locusts
and the colors of green
smiled underneath
a face and a cross
through the light that weaves..

..inside and out
as the...

Poor meets the suburbian matyr
while holding a cup of sterilized water
nobody had believed
when everybody else had seen
the leader of the Benjamin's
headless on a piece of paper

Boy counting sheep
an odd to Moses
with dignity sprawled
amidst the roses
as the crowds had observed
scowling beneath
the clergyman's fall
from the faith he believes..

..throughout it all
watching the...

Poor meet the suburbian matyr
while holding a cup of sterilized water
nobody would believe
when everybody else could see
the leader of the Benjamin's
headless on a piece of paper

Clockwork Conspiracy

2009-07-15T18:26:00.000+08:00

The clockwork of opportunity
is playing what you'd call
a silly game aside of all its oddities

I'm just a fool for signs and decimals
and every little probability
which could eventually rewind around me

Who decides what gives
who has the final say
should we meet again someday
would you...

Place me on the edge
of the morning that you wake
into an enigmatic state of animosity
ashes from a page
reduced to dust as flight it takes
into the atmospheric bowls of life's uncertainty

Laid on a bent-up need for reason
scratched inside the lies
with the many faces of clockwork conspiracies

Holding closer all the thoughts
that like to walk about not having
second thoughts on how it all might turn out

Who decides what gives
who has the final say
though we'll meet again someday
will you...

Place me on the edge
of the morning when you wake
into an enigmatic state of animosity
just like ashes from a page
reduced to dust as flight it takes
into the atmospheric bowls of life's uncertainty

Will you...

Dance up on the stage
like a child at mercy's rage
with your controversial catatonic sex appeal
if words catches up with age
would you still believe in fate
would you still believe despite your own dishonesty

Who decides what gives
who has the final say
should we meet again someday...

In Your Arms

2009-07-15T18:09:00.000+08:00

I took the sparkle from your eyes
to light the nights when I would be here beside myself

All alone

There beneath the crescent sky
and in that moment I had saw a shooting star

As it passed me by

I made a wish
as I quietly hoped
just when the morning gently crept up behind
I said that
i'd like to see the morrow come along and bring
a teacup of smiles
and a better half of life..

For all that what matters
for worst else for better
though hopes are frail
still...

Separated
there would leave no reason
for everything to stay the same
over-rated minds
confuse the simple thoughts
that sure are yours and mine

How in your arms
always
there in your arms
i'll say
these words that'll speak to keep our hearts
forever here as one

I may have wandered off a slope
though just as I had met the ground with open arms

Open wide

These eyes were brought to sight
into a world without you right here by my side

As my conscience cried

I made a wish
as I quietly hoped
just when the morning gently crept up behind
I said that
i'd like to see the morrow come along and bring
a teacup of smiles
and a better half of life..

For all that what matters
for worst else for better
though hopes may be frail
still...

Separated
there would leave no reason
for everything that we have to stay exactly just the same
over-rated minds
it does confuse the simple thoughts
that surely are just yours and mine

How in your arms
always
there in your arms
i'll say
these words that'll speak to keep our hearts
forever here as one

I'll make a wish
as I quietly hope
here in your arms
we'd promise that
forever would be always
always here as one
here in your arms
forever here as one

Walls Of Destiny

2009-06-21T15:08:00.001+08:00

Take these lies
and paint red roses all around
then frame it on the wall that faces
straight into your past mistakes

Take my hand
and please try not to fall behind
each step that you take decides
the black of white of your own fate

Destiny is calling me and you
why are you not listening...

Open your eyes
it should open your mind
disclose all your reasonings to no one else but you
open your eyes
should it open your mind
where is the life that you are here to live
just ask yourself....

Take a stroll
down the lane that hold your memories
then feed it to the emptiness
you feel inside each time you wake

Take some time
away from your deceiving self
and spend it with the many others
all around on the same page

Where are all the promises you made
but did not seem to keep
every word you speak is posted back to you within the week
where are all your worries
it must be really hard to cope
I only can imagine what it's like
within the walls of your destiny

Open your eyes
it should open your mind
disclose all your reasonings to no one else but you
open your eyes
should it open your mind
where is the life that you are here to live
just ask yourself....

Open your eyes
it should open your mind
disclose all your reasonings to no one else but you
open your eyes
should it open your mind
where is the life that destiny had promised you

Just open your eyes
you'll never know what you'll find
every step you fail to make is another day you lose
when you open your eyes
you won't be behind
the red and bright pretence you've kept up all of this while

Just open your eyes
should it open your mind
just open your eyes
open your eyes...

Atmosphere

2009-06-21T14:36:00.000+08:00

Won't back down
know i'm very much here to stay
when there's nobody looking around
is there hope to be found
in the still
of the moonlights dismay

Bent on thoughts
and the arguments that won't hold
against all of the screaming inside
where i'm crouched in my pride
stealing time
won't bring back all the yesterdays

I'll fold my arms
underneath the sun
though i'm right here
not sure I belong
should I lay my head down for the night
come undone as
days become months
i'll still be here
with fickled wrongs
and doubting thomas standing right outside

In the wide open space
all soaked in the atmosphere
there is now and there's never
would it hurt to remember
would it...

Won't back down
surely i'll sleep with what i've chose
in the slumber of the bed that I made
is there more to be said
as the shadows
crawl quietly outdoors

There is much
much in everything else though should
there be somebody who disagrees
as they're down on their knees
saying a prayer
for the broken and not for the lost

I'll fold my arms
underneath the sun
though i'm right here
not sure I belong
should I lay my head down for the night
come undone as
days become months
i'll still be here
with fickled wrongs
and doubting thomas standing right outside

In the wide open space
all soaked in the atmosphere
there is now and there's never
would it hurt to remember
would it...

In the wide open space
all soaked in the atmosphere
there is now and there's never
would it hurt to remember
would it...

Ace Of Spades

2009-06-02T10:08:00.000+08:00

Fingers to a hand that holds the ace of spades
the joker skips a meal chancing his odds trying to get ahead
there's a train on the tracks and it's heading right this way
and there's jack with his repulsive cat which really looks quite stray

Fingers to a hand that holds the queen of hearts
the king is on his knees pleading for seconds of god just knows what
the evenings drawing to close as the nightfall lies await
with an ace that once had silver forks and spoons beside his plate

Fingers to a hand that holds the king of clubs
as his queen takes a bow and smiles before she takes to depart
surely reasoning is dead in the aftermath of chance
the joker in his black tux stepped out from the crowd to dance

Fingers to a hand that holds the jack of diamonds
trapped the ace inside a bottle and then took to penance
the soldiers are asleep aboard the wooden horse outside
the king and queen had to decide who gets the golden fleece tonight

Technicolor

2009-06-02T08:27:00.000+08:00

Summer stares
with no care
there's a hole in her eyes

Evening prayer
cold and bare
there's a need to get by

She's waking in the midnight
choking on a nightmare
choking on a Technicolor dream
with the darkness on her sleeve

It's everywhere
if you dare
go where the footprints are cold

Unaware
just out there
the fear has come to be bold

She's waking in the midnight
choking on a nightmare
choking on a Technicolor dream
with the darkness on her sleeve

Slopes Of Winter

2009-06-02T06:45:00.000+08:00

In the afternoon outdoors
I took back my Sunday morning
there inside my memories
my promises just breaks and bleed

Though here in my sleep
I am not worried
I am with you
here in my dreams...

Walking down the slopes of winter
where flakes of snow rest on my cheeks
and as I turn around a corner
I saw your smile and I can't forget

In the cloudless blue outside
I searched
for a place that I'd call my own
over and under and wide
there is
no one else but only me and you

When the sanity collides
with the day that's slowly dawning
stay inside your memories
and the hope that calms your storm

Yet here in my sleep
I am not worried
I am with you
here in my dreams...

Walking down the slopes of winter
where flakes of snow rest on my cheeks
and as I turn around a corner
I saw your smile and I can't forget

In the cloudless blue outside
I searched
for a place that I'd call my own
over and under and wide
there is
no one else but only me and you

Cautious Pride

2009-06-02T04:55:00.000+08:00

Eyes are on the floor
how the mosaic tiles
crack in no apparent scheme
it's just like a blueprint of my mind
just as words are traded with provoked remarks
does it reflect on my cautious pride

Eyes are on the floor
where its cold aside
lines of mockery that seems
to imitate the travesty of my mind
even though each word is carelessly spoke
how it reflects on my cautious pride

In the warmth of the evening sun
I lay above the green beneath
with blue across the peripheral view
Grey with mist and mystery
today will pass with all it keeps
reflections fail in absence of your smile
resting in your shadow
I place my steps in footprints you have made

Fractions Of Sensibility

2009-06-02T03:52:00.000+08:00

Afloat
rising up into the clouds
waned.. cold despair
I'm running to hide myself
where is the nearest..

Exit
somewhere out of all my doubts
lost and unaware
I'm looking for a reason
could I be lonely..

There inside the belly of my prudent mind
scraping at the walls that hold me in...

Everyday I am, I'm just a part of me
that's looking at the world with such curiosity
Everyday I am, I'm just a part of me
that's hoping to get by with fractions of sensibility

Alike
somewhat same until it breaks
harsh and uncared
I'm leaving it all behind
bitter has stung its last

Faithless

2009-06-02T03:26:00.000+08:00

Broken in the promise that you made
you gave your word
now burnt to ashes

In the temple of your verity
reinvented
despised is the truth that seeks
a place called home

Faithful
suddenly aware
as whispers of tomorrow
echoes off the floor
crying faithful
shall you find hope in the faithful

Reprised by the images that wake
in your demise
it seems so fatuous

Innocence and pride takes their birth
crutched in arms
accused of being a torn which
pricks the senseless

Convalescence

2009-06-02T02:38:00.000+08:00

Sonny laid on a field that looked up to the starry sky
had a head full of contradicting opinions of life
not afraid of what may come at every juncture of the night
all being said is there still serenity caught up in the..

Sleepless waits as spaces stretched across the moonlit sky
frowning in the corners of a pandemonium bed of lies
turning empty pages to a story that is to be told
as blotted ink dissolves with time in which the truth unfolds

Tear down all the walls around
and wake up all the demons
paint the void with grays and whites
hinged on convalescence

Sonny laid on a field which looked up to the sunny sky
in a state of which logic had surely reprimanded him
circumspect no words escaped the corners of his mind
what's been said and spoken takes up careless refuge in the..

Sleepless waits as spaces stretched across the moonlit sky
frowning in the corners of a pandemonium bed of lies
turning empty pages to a story that is to be told
as blotted ink dissolves with time in which the truth unfolds

Tear down all the walls around
and wake up all the demons
paint the void with grays and whites
hinged on convalescence

Mother Of The World

2009-06-02T01:31:00.000+08:00

Pull a cloth over your eyes
don't try to peek
in a minute
you'll find yourself suprised

Only moments away
from what might be
the beginning of life inside your heart

Don't steal the seconds
which are drawing circles around you
when reality bites your fate
would it be too late..

To fall back down on the reasons
that wakes you in the sunrise
faraway
your dreams now distant
where in your little doorway
knocks the mother of the world
saying
hello hello

Take the blinds from off your sight
you're not that weak
in a minute
you'll find the strength inside

As night fades to day
you should believe
that everything that's lost is to be found

Don't steal the seconds
which are running in circles around you
as reality bites your fate
would it be too late..

To fall back down on the reasons
that wakes you in the sunrise
faraway
your dreams now distant
where in your little doorway
knocks the mother of the world
saying
hello hello

She says
hello hello
hello hello
hello.....

Artificial Happiness

2009-05-12T15:26:00.000+08:00

Look at her
all cladded in gucci and versace
straddling along this life with nothing more than
vanity and unrequited fame

Look at her
with heels that give a certain impression
beautiful lady with the perceptive illusion
of a pride that comes before a fall

Living in the secular world
with a burden of wealth on her shoulders
if only life would speak to her
before she meets her custom coffin

Come along this boulevard walk
with nothing less than everything else
ego with a passion that drives
her soul into an artificial happiness

Look at her
all pampered with prada and santini
mingling around with the creamest of the crop
where the pompous takes up residence

Look at her
with a face thats been designed to perfection
displaying her fortune alongside her ignorance
thats best served as a dish on a bronze platter

Living in the secular world
with a burden of wealth on her shoulders
if only life would speak to her
before she meets her custom coffin

Come along this boulevard walk
with nothing less than everything else
ego with a passion that drives
her soul into an artificial happiness

Bed Of Tears

2009-05-12T14:56:00.000+08:00

Pictures of a memory
trapped inside a frame
kept up on the mantlepiece
where eyes could still reach

Swallowed by the years
of a time thats passed
that still seems like yesterday
where thoughts do not lie

Time is a remedy
that heals broken hearts
so i've heard yet here I am
where nothing would change

Let me be the one that cries
when the dark is nigh
let me be the one that lies
in a bed of tears tonight

Horizon

2009-05-12T14:18:00.000+08:00

Potter had a bite of cheese
the bread was stale and so was his mood
nothing could reassure him
that today would be a beautiful day

Coming down the stairs he thought
bout what it would be like if he could
fade away into another world
where nothing's ever not possible there

Falling down the flight he woke
bright as day as bruised he was by wood
something takes over his mind
as sudden as he gripped the rails to stop

Morning without smiles
no sunlight in your eyes

Daylight comes every morning to greet us
not missing an instance all through the days
some miss the meaning of life in that moment
where everything comes together in place
as the sun rises from the horizon

Connie took her dog for walk
the morning cold with sentimental winds
nothing could disallude her
that today would be a beautiful day

Coming down the lane she thought
bout what it would be like if she could
dream herself away into the wind
and follow the breeze into the blue skies

Falling down the curb she woke
bright as day as bruised she was by stone
smiling as she stood up
today should not be ruined by a silly mistake

Morning bright with smiles
with sunlight in your eyes

Daylight comes every morning to greet us
not missing an instance all through the days
some find the meaning of life in a moment
where everything comes together in place
as the sun rises from the horizon

Gloom Of The Moon

2009-05-12T13:30:00.000+08:00

Cynical caught sight of me
the day that I hoped for the tables to turn
back to the way that it should

Bitterly I stepped aside
there's really just assuring yourself that
everything's not written in wood

Resembling a jaded hope
all wrapped with remorse and a bottle of scorn
it cried out just for awhile

Let the world go hide in the dark
as you step out into the night
taking a stroll outside
just leave your shadow behind
in the gloom of the moon
in the wide open space of this life

Promises was once a friend
with dreams to realise something more than this here
in the arms of today

Verily it had to leave
with not much as a word of goodbye or if else
just a note on a paper

Reluctant this mind took
a ride on the wheels of time only to learn
that still crying inside it lays

Melancholic Catastrophy

2009-05-12T12:49:00.000+08:00

Melancholic catastrophy raining down on me
I am soaked as
nightfall brings the blistering cold
where still i'm stroked with envy
for the radiating stars out there in space

Melancholic catastrophy staring right at me
I am choked as
wisdom had gone wandering off
could just for once it faltered
where the temperamental thoughts reside

There's not much to reconsider
as Jack came tumbling after
broken bones and shaken up
still always back on time for supper

Melancholic catastrophy crumbled down on me
I am broke as
conscience takes a sudden fall
though still my mind is wary
for the recollected thoughts inside my head

Melancholic catastrophy matters not to me
I awoke as
audience in the crowd applauded
here I saw myself drowning
soon as gravity had broken hold on me

There's not much to reconsider
as Jack came tumbling after
broken bones and shaken up
still always back on time for supper

Refuge

2009-05-12T11:45:00.000+08:00

When there's nothing there's everything
it's just how that you choose to understand
how it all in the end becomes just one
with yourself and everything else that surrounds you

It's not easy when you're lost in thought
it's just like many little scattered pieces
like before you'll remain outside the lies
that you keep and everything else that surrounds you

How amusing it can get
just to watch you looking for escape
is it right to be on the wrong side of the road

I am walking by you
with a self pretentious parade
you hold your head instead
taking refuge in the bed that you have made

When there's reason to believe yourself
it's not like you have lost all rational
when you don't give to anything else but just
that is you and everything else that surrounds you

How amusing it can get
just to watch you looking for escape
is it right to be on the wrong side of the road

I am walking by you
with a self pretentious parade
you hold your head instead
taking refuge in the bed that you have made

Ordinary Life

2009-05-12T11:41:00.000+08:00

It's a little after 5 in the morning
and sleep is just denying that we've ever met
so I keep my mind
best not to lose it all just yet
there is much to do
cannot afford to keep putting it aside
as hours turn to dust
like tiny freckles floating out of my sight
i've nothing to hide
except for the honesty in me
for there is always need to tell a lie

Caught up between the black and the white
it's this place I know that I just can't forget
there within the void
that silence was once my comfort
as changes take place
is this all that i have to look out for
scattered thoughts and lust
which somehow comes across unlike as before
just how much of more
is required just to be enough
in all my honesty it's still a lie

Where is the truth in the world
where are the answers to the questions I hold
where is the door to redemption
where some have found
in the shadows of the failures of the rest
where is the ordinary life

It is now almost 9 in the morning
as sleep remains a lost just hoping to be found
hidden in the clouds
with both my feet still on the ground
what is left to do
needless to say i'm taking back my pride
from my tangled lucid mind
I draw reason as my conscience opens wide
standing side to side
across the hypocritical me
i've not met with the choices in the lies

Where is the truth in the world
where are the answers to the questions I hold
where is the door to redemption
where some have found
in the shadows of the failures of the rest
where is the ordinary life

The Absence Of A Mind That Could

2009-05-12T11:38:00.000+08:00

Where's everybody
why are the streets without a soul
what god had kept me here
as gathered clouds crouches below

Who's counting now as i'm left
to pick up all the pieces off the floor
inside the cracks, I find that
it's barely just out of my reach

Cried in the light
in the light
...here outside
in the light
in the light
...who gets to decide...

Where to begin
there's just no looking at the world as once it was
I could only
imagine how it should be
the hope now left it feeds
on the decay of the rotting wood
what little hope comes with
the absence of a mind that could

Where's everybody
I keep forgetting where I was
what comes before my fear
this race has come to a lost

Who's letting go all of the
pieces of what was our yesterdays
scattered apart, I need to
learn to only live with what I need

Cried in the light
in the light
...here outside
in the light
in the light
...who gets to decide

Hundred Years

2009-04-02T17:39:00.000+08:00

Never in a hundred years
could I
imagine myself
inside your mind

Would I be fooling myself
if I
pretended that we were both
one of a kind

Trapped inside all your thoughts
crouched in a corner
could I find my way
back outside.....

Coming back down on the words unspoken
just like distant voices that echoes within
isolated inside as these thoughts are unwritten
now these empty spaces are slowly closing in

I'm walking back down on this familiar road
passed all the places where i don't belong
dissipated beside my now departed hope
here I am stumbling yet i'm holding on
headstrong...

Here I am standing still
as I
swallowed my pride
and moved along

Is there a reason to doubt
as I
descended upon the jealous rage
that you hide

In the midst of your thoughts
caged in a shelter
cannot find my way
back outside.....

Save Planet Earth

2009-03-21T03:30:00.001+08:00

The sun is great today
I nearly forgot how bright it should be
maybe tomorrow would bring the same
although I cannot be sure of it
but one can be hopeful right
it's always welcoming to see
the darkness drowned out by light
reaching even to the brinks of mother earth
except for places within natures reach itself

With everything that's going on
in every corner of this world today
I fear the future that we are writing down
for our children and theirs and so forth
is nothing close to what an inhabitable world would be
probably the greed of the powers today
would be the reason that there would be no tomorrow
it feels as though that only the ones
that have acquired a fortitude of wealth
would have the means to survive
the holocaust of the upcoming series of unfortunate events
we have tainted earth so badly with our ungodly desires
in search for undeserving fortune and power
that we have overlooked a very vital circumstance
which is that without the ground that we stand on
still in tact with its natural resources
making earth habitable by the human race
we indeed would be a universal outcast
even more unfortunate as we would be just as dead
as dead as any corpse could be I reckon
being that we were not particularly created
to withstand the pressures of the complicated atmosphere
as we ascend further into the bounds of outer space
a realm that even we have not even scratched the surface of yet
how can we compensate for this unspeakable slaughter
of the planet that holds us all together as a species
a civilization of people of many different cultures

we speak of evolution as we know the science of it
and I do not deny the truth it encompasses
although do we realise that evolution is merely a simple process
that life in general adapts to in order to secure survival
which means we do not have a choice to evolve on our own
it is a natural binding process which has been in place
since the beginning of time itself I would presume
aside evolution the point I am trying to make is that
when the earth dies so does all the life it holds
unless through an evolution of some design
human beings can adapt to an atmosphere which is void of oxygen
a natural gas resource which most people that I know
personally require to keep their bodies in a functional state
always have taken it for granted it's obvious
being that it can replenish it resources and keep us alive
although imagine a world where the trees and plants are dying
with no longer the capability to produce the resource
I wonder what it would be like then

Human beings in general can't breathe underwater
and also can't withstand high levels of heat
what happens when the ice begins to melt
and the lands start to decrease rapidly
causing massive overpopulation and disorder
due to many reasons I assume don't need to state
being that this is the basic general knowledge
that we have been educated with since childhood
the heat of the sun is not giving us any comfort
and even looking 5 years ahead at the possible scenarios
what with the current predicament that we are in
with the overly popularized global warming
just imagine how much hotter the earth will become
even now we are more than always facing a health risk
when we are out in the open sun for too long a period
the sun is a priceless commodity gifted by nature itself
which we definitely couldn't live without I would say
taking convenience into note and a few other factors
just imagine absolute darkness throughout the days
with no greenlife to company us with the absence of the sun
would we then generate artificial power to replace the sun
what would life be like in the event of such occurrence
even with all this being said that is if we lose the sun
although what would be the first thing that lingers in your mind
when you even try to envision the biggest global bonfire
that the guiness book of records has ever accounted for
before the wrath of fury begins to sizzle the grounds below us
we would be looking at so much more water than we ever have
I suppose the only way to survive then would be
to descend down the oceans where the water pressure level
is a definite kill factor for any human beings alike

After all that I have said above about the inevitable future that we face
I am just conveniently venting out my opinions randomly
to express how I feel and even to remind myself on how bad things are
not to mention how much worse things are going to get

Save the World! Save Planet Earth!

Amelia

2009-03-19T13:12:00.000+08:00

Ladies and gentleman
I would like to tell you a story
a story bout a boy
who would like to tell you
how he feels
about a girl
and so the story goes

Is there something in the way
that I feel today
I know that I could never ever change my mind

It's been hard for me to say
it just gets harder everyday
I'm praying for the courage just so I could let you know

All these feelings inside
that I just cannot hide
These words are a reflection of the thoughts here in my heart
I just want you to know
that i'll be by your side
when a dream becomes a dream

Saturday afternnon with Amelia
she's sitting in all of her grace and her splendour
she may seem quite strange but she's nothing peculiar
i'm just passing by her house
just passing by her house

Pocket Of Pennies

2009-03-08T08:59:00.000+08:00

He had a pocket of pennies
and where ever that he went
you could hear him come

Dragging along the pavement
with the summer in his eyes
no one but himself

Made his friends believe
that he was fate
though he was blind
he left behind
a piece of his mind

He had a passion for stories
of a past written down
inside his fragile mind

Shouldering a canvas bag
with contents only he knew
no one but himself

Made his friends believe
that he was fate
though he was blind
he left behind
a piece of his mind

Di Hening Pagi

2009-03-05T18:04:00.000+08:00

Disebalik tirai hidup ini
aku menjadi sebuah mimpi
apakah tiada langsung erti
kehadiran ku disini
hariku ditelan kegelapan malam
namun ku menanti
satu harapan
satu pedoman
tuk menemani

Ku ingin ungkai
satu rahsia
di bintang-bintang
di pelukan malam
masakan tiba
bila ku tiada
hanya ringkasan
sebuah cerita

....melewati tanpa ku sedari

Di hening pagi ku melangkah membawa
yang kaburkan riak di jiwa
dan ingin ku melihat semula
ooo...tak ku pergi tanpa ku sampaikan
dalam dilema kan ku laungkan
rahsia ku tentang malam
dan ingin ku melihat semula

Disebalik ceritera pilu ini
aku mencari secebis kasih
bilakah puisi bisa kulengkapi
biar damai dihati
hariku dihimpit dukaku sendiri
namun ku menanti
satu harapan
satu pedoman
tuk menemani

Ku ingin terbang
di langit tinggi
dan burung-burung
berkicau-kicauan
andai bisaku
putarkan waktu
kan ku tiupkan
nada rinduku

....melewati tanpa ku sedari

The Great Divide

2009-03-05T13:47:00.000+08:00

Mirror mirror
on the ceiling
reflecting all that is below
the neon lights
the lights are blinking
mother drops in just to say hello

She says

How have you forgotten today
it's not an excuse to be naked on the floor
what a time to choose to play
with little jimmy who really looks quite sore

Well since the war has come to light
there's no point in turning a blind eye to such a sight
as duty would burden me to plight
let's stay low till the enemy splits the great divide

And after awhile..

No reason to be cold with sweat
you must hold your own and let
the brave inside take over your frail sanity
don't hestitate when you have set
the opportunity to attack
just fire all the ammo in your underbelly

Horror horror
right on the floor
spread across the carpets wide
the window blinds
are closed to outside
no sideshows to the afternoons delight

He says

This has been a cynical day
it's no suprise the coffee table's overturned
little jimmy's bright and gay
with medals decorated on a pride that's not unheard

Though the battle had been quite shortlived
No doubt the enemy's still within the perimeter
mother surely so spirited with gift
helmet on and buckle up let's battle till hereafter

And after awhile..

Innocence is the devils pet
last one out's a fiesty cat
the walls of this redemption is most assuredly revered
oh hail ye adored mounds of righteous
bless me as the mighty conquers
the Rivers of Judea will be covered in the fallens blood

J'adore j'adore
the triggers off
the backdoor is now in the open
penitent warriors
who yearns them sanctioned
when you have a headrest on the slopes

She says

This is quite most certainly fray
as something for the likes of a soldier off to war
there could be some resistance say
just don't forget to use your inner force right before

Arm yourself it's time to march
grab the sides and get that cannon all prepared
find the hole and drop that grenade
the gods ensure that your big bang is rightly geared

And after awhile..

There has been a casualty
much evidence of verocity
like pounding irons echoing all through the mind
the enemies are all defeated
the lifeline is now also severed
the king would now proclaim the whole land for himself throughout time

Majesty majesty
claded in gold
wear that crown with pride this day
travesty ah glory
bought and sold
what once is was will soon be yesterday

She says

Oh my god there's little jimmy
why hello again to you I say
what brings you back here so soon
your conquests does not tire you I presume

Attention Ready Aim Fire

Ashes Of Hereafter

2009-03-05T12:30:00.000+08:00

While you're away
i've been dealing
with the voices in my head
they crawl along my thoughts at every corner

While you're away
i've been dealing
with this feelings deep inside
i'm sure they will never find an opened door

Light me a candle and take me away from here
rising from the ashes of hereafter
take my hand in yours
as the ends of the earth is lost
on the horizon while we glide across
the wings of the Summers Air

While you're away
i've been dealing
with the urges I can't hide
after so long in the darkness it wakes

While you're away
i've been dealing
with the hopes i've been denied
all these invisible scars are prove of that

Light me a candle and take me away from here
rising from the ashes of hereafter
take my hand in yours
as the ends of the earth is lost
on the horizon while we glide across
the wings of the Summers Air

Pave the limericks
with the tears of mother earth
and in the heart of the innocence
lift your heads up high
as you look up to the crimson skies
and whisper a gentle welcome to...

...the hope of a new beginning!

Light me a candle
and take me away from here

Rising from the ashes of hereafter...

Papered Stick Kite

2009-03-05T10:56:00.000+08:00

There are no sides when it's bleeding here inside
where is the pain when I need it by my side
all of the words that's spoken here tonight
just like bad dreams it tears me open wide

I realise it's just your pride
still i'm thinking to myself

You're such a pig
you got no dick
you make me sick

When wrong is right i'm left feeling cold outside
there is no shame for the many tears i've cried
why should I leave there's nowhere left to hide
for in the end we'd lose should we divide

I realise it's just your pride
still i'm thinking to myself

You're such a pig
you got no dick
you make me sick

the black and white of this yellow world decides
still through the creaks you can't keep out the lights
let's not give chase to boulders down landslides
hold out your hands fly like a papered stick kite

I realise it's just your pride
still i'm thinking to myself

You're such a pig
you got no dick
you make me sick

i'd like a have a weatherman up in my head
to tell me what the forecast is today
i'd cut out shapes of circles from paper plates
and draw a sun for all my yesterdays

There's no more sides when it's bleeding here inside
trapped in the pain as it's right here by my side
so many words was spoken out tonight
no more bad dreams will tear me open wide

I realise it's just your pride
still i'm thinking to myself
...thinking to myself!

Dusty Threads

2009-03-02T23:17:00.000+08:00

Fingernails and cockroaches
across the floor and ceiling walls
I find it hard to make myself
a cup of coffee in the morning
I wish that I was somewhere else
but there's no genie on my bed
how do you live with garbage as a ceiling fan
i'd take a walk outdoors
but i'm fucked i'm broke
where would I go
what could I do
i don't really give a damn
i'm fucked for life and that's the honest truth

When will I get a break
from all of this shit
it's raining crap
*sounds*

In the early days
I didn't have no worry
just saddled up with nicotine
and all the caffein I could swallow
Now much older
the lord's such a crook
where is my redemption
it's been stolen from me
and all i'm left with are dusty threads
so tell me where's the justice in that

Paper cups and magazines
decorates the whole damn place
what is a man supposed to do
with no remote ah fucking hell
i'd kick the nuts off from the prick
who thought that it would be a joke
to keep me in this dump without a box that fucking works
blood is rushing in my head
i'd shit it out I fucking would
what can I do
what's there to do
this is such a fucking pisser
i'm fucked for life and thats the honest truth

When will I get a break
from all of this shit
it's raining crap
*sounds*

In the early days
I didn't have no worry
just saddled up with nicotine
and all the caffein I could swallow
Now much older
the lord's such a crook
where is my redemption
it's been stolen from me
and all i'm left with are dusty threads
so tell me where's the justice in that

Departed

2009-03-02T20:44:00.000+08:00

Do you remember what it felt like on that day
now several months along I feel like I don't want to go away
call it emotional just let me stay this way
don't need a reason to remain in the prison of my yesterday

I would crawl away from the line to reach out for your hand
I would crawl away from the line it's easier to bend
the truth in despite all the lies that you hide
I am giving you one more chance and I don't know
what's it like but I will understand

Do you remember all the times we fell apart
looking back now it goes to show that memories do not depart
the sentimental me is lurking in the dark
can't help this feeling anymore I am looking for another start

I would crawl away from the line to reach out for your hand
I would crawl away from the line it's easier to bend
the truth in despite all the lies that you hide
I am giving you one more chance and I don't know
what's it like but i'll understand

I don't belong here though
there's so much distance
keep thinking about how
I could kill the spaces in between

I could crawl away from the line to reach out for your hand
I could crawl away from the line it's easier to bend
the truth in despite all the lies that you hide
I am giving you one more chance but I don't know
what's it like but I will understand

End Of The Street

2009-03-02T13:36:00.000+08:00

---
Who's talking bout what these days
who knows
everybody's going on bout something that's neither
on what's going on in the world
or anything else that would seriously matter

He says she says everybody wants to have a say
but what are they really all about
it seems that they could all just be hypocrites
cause nobody really actually gives a shit

In the middle of the afternoon
that's when you look up in the sky
and the sun is in your eye
everything's not really what it seems to be
you need to blink back reality
back to the way that it used to be

When the world was a much better place you see
came the greedy man took it all into his hands
made a quick buck built a castle in the sand
now he's living with his mess and lives in sweet pretence

Huh hah news buzz live telecast all around the world
people listening in from different scenes
in the wake of the demise of the world that we're living in
it's just like another one of those

Pretty little pictures hanging on the wall
take one down another dozen gets placed
right where a space would let it be
it's not really that easy to be rid of social animosity

What is the matter with the world today
everybody's going bout like there's no other way
there will never be a better day
with the looks of the way that everybody's going on
that's why I wrote this song
---

I don't believe that this is how it all ends
could we hope for someone to wake up
and make it all better again
there's a rainbow at the end of the street
it just takes one little deed
to get us all on our feet

---
Is this the right time or place
to be preaching bout how I think things should be
everywhere I go it's always just the same
do you still remember from where you came
growing up trying to understand

Go to school read a book
always concerned bout looks and the things that I took
teacher hand me a lesson
teach me to be a better person
so I can pass it along to to my kids
we can make it happen

There's a lot more concerns
that we as a community could come hand in hand
yeah united we stand
so listen up let's start working together
to make this a way much better place for each other

Wouldn't be fair to imply or justify
on the equal responsibility we should comply
as a resident of the world
yeah man a resident c'mon now
take up your banner and don't ask why

How much more time do you think we still have left
before the suddenly tragic rears it's ugly self
is there anyone out there than can truly say
that everything is gonna be just ok

I would like to be the very man who makes a stand
comes up with a masterplan for the better of this land
but then again I am just who I am
anytime you need a hand just say where and when

What is the matter with the world today
everybody's going about like there's no other way
there will never be a better day
with the looks of the way that everybody's going on
that's why I wrote this song
---

I don't believe that this is how it all ends
could we hope for someone to wake up
and make it all better again
there's a rainbow at the end of the street
it just takes one little deed
to get us back on our feet

Little Pleasantries

2009-03-02T11:09:00.000+08:00

Come back down
where the rest of us are
bite your tongue
before you lose yourself why
don't you listen to everyone else
they've been telling you
time and over
there is reason for all that subtracts
and what's left is
a faint resemblance to what you once were

Come back down
it's probably better this way
what's the point
to keep agreeing with
all the lies you've been telling yourself
to keep your sanity
where it belongs
it's only now just a matter of time
before everything
comes crumbling down to what you once was

Roll up your sleeves and put your helmet on
you're in for the ride of your life
don't bother with the little pleasantries
it's just you now against the world

Come back down
what other choice do you have
hold your breath
unless you figured out that
life is really all about the choices
that we make
every single day
when goodbyes are said to yesterday
take a look at yourself
how it reflects to what you could be

Roll up your sleeves and put your helmet on
you're in for the ride of your life
don't bother with the little pleasantries
it's just you now against the world

Come back down
this is where you belong

Where Angels Reside

2009-03-02T10:12:00.001+08:00

There was a time
when I stood all alone
against the winds of the world
and the struggles within

Then you arrived
and took me by the hand
walked me through the eventide
and showed me how to smile

If I could give you a name
it wouldn't be the one that you're perceived by
for I would call you beautiful
radiant and lovely
the better half of me
and these are..

Said with unspoken thoughts
and all the words could speak aloud
for you're here in my heart
from just a face in the crowd

And as angels take to refuge at your side
Lina won't you please be my bride

Sometimes it's hard
still we'd get by it all
oh come whatever that may
we rose through the ashes

Could it be fate
or just simply chance
that had brought us together
to love for a lifetime

If I could give you a name
it wouldn't be the one that you're perceived by
for I would call you beautiful
radiant and lovely
the better half of me
and these are..

Said with unspoken thoughts
and all the words could speak aloud
for you're here in my heart
from just a face in the crowd

And as angels take to refuge at your side
Lina won't you please be my bride

Promises are made to keep
though i'd rather put mine to sleep
where the angels reside tonight
for with you I vow to give you everything of me....

Weather Bugs

2009-03-02T09:06:00.001+08:00

Passion is sanity misconstrued
punctured and humbled
by circumstantial evidence
with a conviction that's coincidental

Belief is persuasive consequence
obscured and derailed
by inferential negligence
with an expression that's incidental

Some casualties are foretold when anything is possible
take to arms the weather bugs on conditional certainty
come represent the people with borderline euphoria
serve out all the nervous drugs for recreational remedy

Patience is reflective deformity
revised and discharged
by apprehensive falsity
with a dejection that's melancholy

Delight is abnormal depravity
buckled and damaged
by characterized symmetry
with an elation that's nonessential

Some casualties are foretold when anything is possible
take to arms the weather bugs on conditional certainty
come represent the people with borderline euphoria
serve out all the nervous drugs for recreational remedy

Buzz the police
let the sirens wail into the crimson sky
hail the weather bugs
exaggerated anticipation of the theological possibility

Weather bugs
buzz the police
weather bugs
buzz buzz buzz

Deflated Gravity

2009-03-02T08:14:00.001+08:00

So you think you're not afraid
you think you're better
you're probably not awake

So you think you're destined for
for something better
you're assuming your own fate

When you come face to face
with the truth that stares right back - at you
swallowed up by the days
you stand outright with your pride - why does

The sun rises in the east
calling the moon at dusk
to awaken the night
the world's circling around
drawing the gravity
to keep us on our feets

Take a second look before you believe in your lies

So you think you're like a god
could there be better
you're reasoning is deflate

So you think you're looking down
like there's no better
you're assured it's no mistake

When you come face to face
with the truth that stares right back - at you
swallowed up by the days
you stand outright with your pride - why does

The sun rises in the east
calling the moon at dusk
to awaken the night
the world's circling around
drawing the gravity
to keep us on our feets

Take a second look before you believe in your lies

Sleepless Adolescence

2009-03-02T07:43:00.000+08:00

If you
decide to leave it all outside
and..forget what it was before

If you
close all the doors and hide
inside..is there a window somewhere

If you
never get back to where you were
like..lying naked on the floor

If you
take is what left and run
away..is there an exit somewhere

Out there you...

Caught the winds of morrow
peeking over the plains
as you hold out
both of your hands in vain..

Is there somewhere
that leads to nowhere
lying in the wake of your emotional absence
Somewhere out there
you'll find your nowhere
resting in the arms of your sleepless adolescence

If you
walked out from everything inside
and..deny you've been here before

If you
sold off your hope and pride
in spite..is there a reserve somewhere

If you
wandered away for just awhile
when..feelings start to drift ashore

If you
think that you're out of time
and space..is there an ending somewhere

Out there you...

Caught the winds of morrow
peeking over the plains
as you hold out
both of your hands in vain..

Is there somewhere
that leads to nowhere
lying in the wake of your emotional absence
Somewhere out there
you'll find your nowhere
resting in the arms of your sleepless adolescence

If you
decide to leave it all outside
and..forget what it was before...

Walk Of Faith

2009-03-01T23:13:00.000+08:00

This road to heaven is full of pebbles and stones
I try to make my way but i'm lost in my steps
I wonder where i've been
the things that I have done
and as I stroll along I seem to come undone

I try to hold on and reach out for your hands
I know it's my fault that things should be this way
I know that i'm a sinner
I even cry in my sleep
but now I am longing for your precious touch oh Lord

And as i'm walking down on heavens' path
don't take your love away from me
I know I may stray but please don't feel dismay
I pray for your guidance over me

This heavy burden keeps bringing me back down
I try to break away but i'm falling aside
i've nowhere left to hide
beside my swallowed pride
i've come to realise the reason i'm alive

I want to hold on and reach out for your hands
I know it's my fault that things have gone this way
I know that i'm a sinner
I even cry in my sleep
but now I am longing for your precious touch oh Lord

And as i'm walking down on heavens' path
don't take your love away from me
I know I may stray but please don't feel dismay
I pray for your guidance over me

A Lover's Distress

2009-03-01T23:10:00.000+08:00

She..she said she was dying
dying to understand
to understand the feelings of a man
she..she's tired of trying
trying to find a way
a way into the coming of the day

She says why do you say
why do you listen
there's an aggravating voice inside your soul
she says why do you question
the truth in my conscience
if you believe then would you please
just show me love..

She..she said she was feeling
feeling so cold today
like it's always been the color of her day
she..she's tired of crying
crying the night away
says to herself that life goes on just come what may

She cries out to the day
the day that it happened
with the aggravated voice inside her soul
she knew there was a reason
with all of her patience
she hoped inside and said aloud
just show me love...
just show me love...

And as the curtains are raised
the look on her face
pictures a story of remorse in many ways
and there are times when she weeped
biting her lips
with thoughts of nearly all the years that she keeps
inside of her fragile little mind
how much more can she take
how much more till she breaks
how much more..
how much more...

She..she saw herself leaving
leaving it all behind
as she picks up all the pieces of her life
she..she's tired of lying
lying to make it right
there'll come a time when everything will lose its way

Just show me love.....

The Coffee Bar

2009-03-01T23:04:00.001+08:00

Two girls meet in a coffee bar
they shake their hands and exchange remarks
they look into each others eyes
and they put on their fake smiles

They talk for hours about themselves
they try to see through each others lies
well trust has gone out of the window

A stone in their conscience
and the fire in their eyes
a callous mind
and it's creeping up
it's creeping up behind
A light in the distance
where the darkness seem to rise
a fragile mind
and it's creeping up
it's creeping up behind

Two girls meet in a coffee bar
a place where they find some peace of mind
and as the curtains are drawn up
the show has only just begun

Theyre swallowed by an odd circumstance
two tragic souls united in fear
for trust has gone out of the window

A stone in their conscience
and the fire in their eyes
a callous mind
and it's creeping up
it's creeping up behind
A light in the distance
where the darkness seem to rise
a fragile mind
and it's creeping up
it's creeping up behind

Careless words spill from the lips
as cautious glances lose their keep
the ground is falling from beneath
and little pieces of reality start fading into the creaks
of the coffee bar...

Two girls meet in a coffee bar
they shake their hands and exchange remarks
well trust has gone out of the window

Nightmare On Fairy Lane

2009-03-01T23:02:00.000+08:00

So many commotions in the world today
makes us sit and think
i'm lonely broken hearted it's a brand new day
for the weak of mind

And if I ever wander
to places I have never been before
and if things would get better
would there be a reason to fall away again

There's nothing like a fairy tale
that seems to eat our hearts away
it's always just a tragedy
when something starts to stir
and sometimes when we drown inside
just like a tale that's lost in time
there's nothing much that we can do
but dream a dream again..

Dreamer dreamer dream a dream
...dream a dream again
Dreamer dreamer dream a dream
...dream a dream again

So many confusions in the world today
who else is there to blame
i'm restless, faith departed, just another book on the shelf
left to rot in time

And though I tend to wander
into the void i've never crossed before
would things change for the better
should I find a reason to fall away again

There's nothing like a fairy tale
that seems to eat our hearts away
it's always just a tragedy
when something starts to stir
and sometimes when we drown inside
just like a tale that's lost in time
there's nothing much that we can do
but dream a dream again..

Dreamer dreamer dream a dream
...dream a dream again
Dreamer dreamer dream a dream
...dream a dream again

The lights are out
the nights about
as the story begins to unfold...

So many commotions in the world today
makes us sit and think
i'm lonely broken hearted it's just another day

Last Respects

2009-03-01T22:50:00.000+08:00

Lay a flower on my grave
paint the sundown with tearful eyes
don't forget to remember me
when it's been a year from now

Hold me in your memories
cherish all that i've given you
and if you could just find some time
don't forget to say a prayer for me

And everything is beautiful
when it's not here anymore
and everything is wonderful
could I ever ask for more

Why...can't we control our destiny
why...do we just fall into place
why...can't we escape reality
why...do we just fall into place

Take a little while to remember me
don't forget to pay your last respects
take a little while to look into yourself
maybe you will find a glimpse of me

Lay a flower on my grave
paint the sundown with tearful eyes
and in the shadow of the sun
take shade in all your memories

And everything seems beautiful
when it's not here anymore
and everything seems wonderful
could I ever ask for more

Why...can't we design our destiny
why...should we just crawl into place
why...can't we elude reality
why...should we just crawl into place

Take a little while to remember me
don't forget to pay your last respects
take a little while to look into yourself
maybe you will find a glimpse of me

Just take a little while to remember me
don't forget to pay your last respects
just take a little while to look into yourself
there will always be a glimpse of me

Stealing Days

2009-02-25T23:33:00.001+08:00

I'm losing hours
not counting back
I'm stealing days as it turns around the corner

I am with arms closed
not getting back
in the middle of myself i console the insignificant me

There's the pretentious it's obvious
though how inconspicuous it seems
in the shadows of life it gives birth to its seeds
as the darkness of days closes in

Where there's deception it lingers
oh how well it hides under its skin
if a penny is for thoughts then how much does it worth
what is wrong with this world to begin

Picture that life is a cycle
that's turning around every second that passes by
if what goes away keeps on returning
how much of your faith do you need in believing

I wouldn't know where to start
yet everything comes from a place of beginning
how much of us have we kept alive
while we're drifting apart in this cultured void
there's so much left to understand
still so much more to make amends for
the hands on the clock can never be stopped
just what are we still waiting for

I'm keeping pieces
not letting go
when tomorrow sets afoot I'm not holding it back again

I'm selling short now
keep looking back
so much of everything still the walls seem to keep closing in

I'm making mistakes
no leaving that
in the moment i find myself I'm the man i never knew i could be

Dolphins

2009-02-13T18:42:00.001+08:00

The older I get each day
the more I find myself just slipping by
if ever I was astray
would I believe myself or would I lie

I could even try
to imagine an ending
and I cannot deny
that there are dolphins
when I just imagine
if I die...

...and leave this world to just another day
where everything just fades into your memories
is there a way
to put it all behind I know
that I can't find
another way

The further I walk away
from all the hurt I felt throughout my life
if reason is here to stay
then tell me why is everything a lie

If i'd only try
to imagine an ending
then i might not deny
that there were dolphins
when I had imagine
if I died...

...and left this world to just another day
where everything would fade into your memories
is there a way
to put it all behind I know
that I can't find
another way

And if I ever
find myself trapped inside me
I would be lonely...
I would be lonely...

Awhile

2009-02-13T18:38:00.000+08:00

Please don't leave me out again
can't seem to find my way back in
don't think that you understand
maybe this time you will see

That you and I were meant to be
maybe we both just don't talk about it
but I don't want to let you down
..let you down

As the sun shines down on me
and the mountains clouds my eyes
and I can't see forever
maybe you and I will fall apart
but I won't go
no I won't go...
As the sun shines down on me
and the mountains clouds my eyes
that I can't see forever
maybe you and I will fall apart
but I won't go
well maybe for awhile...

Please don't hold me back again
can't you figure how i've been
it's not that hard to make believe
maybe someday you will see

That you and I were meant to be
you can pretend that you don't care about this
but I hope you won't let me down
..let me down

As the sun shines down on me
and the mountains clouds my eyes
that I can't see forever
maybe you and I will fall apart
but I won't go
no I won't go...
As the sun shines down on me
and the mountains clouds my eyes
that I can't see forever
maybe you and I will fall apart
but I won't go
well maybe for awhile
maybe for awhile.....

Gravitational Absence

2008-12-05T16:40:00.000+08:00

I'm falling from the stairs
The rails are out my reach
Oh how quickly it all passes me by
In the absence of gravity
I am trying to make a stand
When will it all finally come around
There's nowhere left to hide
Separated from my pride
Little voices whisper that when the morning awakes I will find myself

When the world goes around
I'm caught in between tumbling over
I'm losing my sense of perception
Surrounded by these walls
There's a shadow hanging over
When the dust settles down on me

When the truth falls in with the rest of the crowd
When my thoughts deceive the rest of the crowd
When all reason is lost to the conscience that was
I blind eyed the darkness and found the morning reflecting myself in the light of the sun

Withered Life

2008-08-07T08:04:00.000+08:00

Pretty Penny stole a quarter
from the counter of the coffee shop
now she's struggling to keep her head
a pack of butterflies and a swallowed guilt

Mr. Leningrad he knew but thought
he'd might as well just keep it to himself
being a man that thrived on principles
it was just shameless being so indisposed

Sally Sue made a waiver
what with Tuesday aching in her mind
such an expression that just held on
an old reluctance drowned in sweet surrender

Micky Moffens found his alibi
while he whispered to himself one day
could a god above had took to pity
for bold and bright he stood with a radiant smile

From the corners of the docks
where ships set sail into the void of space
where waters sweep across for miles and miles to come

From the deserts in the plains
where all the dust lay in the sands of time
where echoes stretches out in such a blinding sight

Look a little closer
and you just might catch a glimpse of that withered life
around the bend from where you used to be

Tommy Sue and the mockingbird
up perched upon the wooden rooftop
saw life just dissapear into the distance
with a pocket of coins and a rusty knife

Mrs. Hemming had a silly trick
the same old one she keeps up in her sleeve
the loneliness that came when time moved on
if silly acts could play on six feet under

Hopeful Willy took a trip downtown
and misplaced his steps along the way
where certainty is bound to recognise
his careless trails shadowed a wounded pride

Sally Hopkins made a promise
as a tribute to the morning dew
still it's everyday that keeps passing by
how pretty conscience slowly withers by her side

From the corners of the docks
where ships set sail into the void of space
where waters sweep across for miles and miles to come

From the deserts in the plains
where all the dust lay in the sands of time
where echoes stretches out in such a blinding sight

Look a little closer
and you just might catch a glimpse of that withered life
around the bend from where you used to be

Shattered Conscience

2008-08-07T07:53:00.000+08:00

I am forever being the damned
the unforgiven
the complicated reality beyond the dream
damaged by the turbulence
that stalks my mind
killing the conscience inside
Jesus wept and i cried
how ironic it is to be one of a kind

Life is full of thorns and tears
i was a slave to my conscience
the characteristic that i have shown
is just like the mask of myself
is it a war between soul and flesh
or is it a war between mind and conscience
i am eventually isolated
am i destined to be like this
i am blemish in my behind mask
no heart can stand my suffering
in my shattered conscience

A Nocturnal Farewell

2008-08-07T07:31:00.000+08:00

Keep an eye out
for the bedtime monsters
from the nightmares in your sleep
Don't give to worry
place your fears inside a bottle
on the nightstand by the bed

Be not afraid to say hello and smile
when darkness comes
for in the corner of your mind
goodbye is just a blink away

As the night awakes
into another worried slumber
as November goes to sleep
There was a worry
thats now bottled up and kept aside
so sleep tonight as you would have it be

Now take a bow and say hello and smile
when darkness comes
as better days are up ahead
when goodbye's just a blink away

Wooden Stools

2007-09-21T19:24:00.000+08:00

Little girls on wooden stools
looking for a proof
that there is more to life than what they really see
Lttle girls on wooden stools
lost inside a dream
where they don't seem to recognize
the staring eyes

Often we are captivated by a simple thought
drifting in a boundless void like falling from the clouds
but the ground seems forever away...

Underneath the thoughts you hide inside lies the answers
that feeds upon the consciousness of that which seems to differ
a poetry of feelings tangled up in a corner
the art to recall all that you can't remember

Little girls on wooden stools
haunted by their past
of memories of earlier days that creeping up on them
Little girls on wooden stools
confronting their fears
by closing both their eyes and ignoring what's there

Often we are captivated by a secret smile
that crawls into the shadows every once in awhile
but redemption seems forever away...

Underneath the thoughts you hide inside lies the answers

that feeds upon the consciousness of that which seems to differ

a poetry of feelings tangled up in a corner

the art to recall all that you can't remember

Little girls on wooden stools

looking for a proof

that there's more to life than what's left out to see

A Letter from March

2007-09-21T19:09:00.000+08:00

The Inner Conscience..

Pleasant greetings to a parallel entity of chaos..it is the first of March as I trail this train of thoughts along this track of acquaintance..my condolences to a grim and temperamental February..kudos to my shadow of a past..let bygones remain as such..I open my eyes to a capricious way of life in the hope of March..it is the promise of imminent odds in the face of diversity..I am at oath with myself to abstain from the grasp of falter.."I shall not stumble" are the painstaking words that I utter in a state of revolt..in spite of what I have come to believe in..I will unfailingly stand in the plinth of this frugal civilization..resilient yet calm..with a melancholic remorse that bears a thousand tales in the crux of the murky night..I am not without an anecdote..the lines of my existence are sprawled out in my adolescent innocence..tainted by the ashes and debris of a yesterday that I cannot seem to forget..these are the chronicles of my Life!!

The Shrewd Reality..

The expression 'pinched' was used by me just for the sake of using it..I thought it would look nice in the sentence and so I chose it..just like a girl who will choose what dress to she wants wear when she goes for a night out..it wasn't meant to convey an implication of any sort..frankly, there is nothing much to it really..so lets wipe this stain off the platter of our amity..be foretold that you could never upset me or institute triviality in my placid fortitude ..your attempts would only result in your grudging distress..though at times i may beg to differ..

I am not one to elaborate on my dealings with e-mail clients and mail servers but I would like to make it conspicuous that your annotationson it is beyond my interest..however your complications with it in the case of when and if you ever decide to register a new e-mail account very much amuses me..you could say that it sorts of tickles my fancy..and in the case of your confusion in my preservation of ancient mails, I find it rather disturbing that you could feel such..one mans ignorance could be another mans wisdom..and so it relates vice versa..anyways i'd much rather that we didn't get into that whole scenario right now..it would be a moderate act of wisdom to save some for St. Patrick's Day..

You tend to keep assuming the worst of what the conventional world would deem of you, and in return, what was once an innocent belief has been substituted with what would now seem like a cynical whisper..an echo of yesteryear's transgression..yet I applaud your incorrigible astounding nature..I am in envy where envy is due and in hope where the lights have dimmed and faded..the clinches of Filing Heaven and the apparition of Proposal Land..this is the obscure reality that I have begun to acknowledge as Life!

The Lovers Qualm..

The definition of lovers..what has yet been misplaced and what has formally been introduced into our thoughts..we keep the questions and tend to disregard the answers..probably out of influence and not choice..but visualize this..maybe a fraction of our imaginations could guide us into a voyage of discovering passion and ardor..a realm with no boundaries..a sea of tranquility..but where does the mind's eye come to and end..we are left with uncertainty..I come to rest with acquiescence that the clarity of love lies within the essence of truth and understanding..a caring compassion that interweaves with a sympathetic lust..we are all victims to an ancient veracity that we cannot escape from..thus making us prisoners here in this compelling Life!

The End is The Beginning is the End

I have travelled far and reached an axis between my irrational sanity and my senseless endeavors..a void in the unfathomable depths of my inner conscience bleeds in silence and covets a faint glimpse of recognition..I am without hindrance yet I reek of audacity..maybe time will tell the forth comings of relative days and weeks which would eventually amass into dreary elongated years..I count the days I have till my retribution becomes a better part of me..a part of my Life!

Through the grace we ascend...

The Unprecedented Me

2007-09-21T03:55:00.000+08:00

Enough of controversial gimmicks to propulse whatever notions that drivels the mind into its perpetrated state of existence. Enough of deliberate attempts to divulge whatever wilful defiances from its liberated aggresions. Enough of disapproving remarks that compels whatever sanity thats left from a folly utopia.

L'enfer est pavé de bonnes intentions.

Translated Depression

2007-09-21T02:37:00.000+08:00

Damn. I can't explain why I'm venting out to society at large. I figure that probably somehow or rather, it’s got to do with my current depressed state of mind, which just needs me to translate my thoughts into words.

There are reasons for being what we are and there are also many reasons for not being what we aren't supposed to be. Changes seemingly take place in the light of events and most noticeably, in the hands of time. Time builds character. Time designs attitude. Time corporates attributes. Time gets a whole lot more done and reckoned with than anything else around. Time is just that significant essence of life that just gently cradles our conscience into believing that everything indeed must and most probably will continue to continue revolving around it. Although I do not find this entirely true and let me tell you as to why.

Some days, though I can’t quite place a finger on it, but some days I just somehow can't tell if it's just me or does time just inevitably decide to go into a state of suspense. Like a freeze mode, or somehow just decide to slow down for whatever reason it suddenly felt like. Like something was out of place and you could somehow feel it although it’s not a feeling that you can get a grip off. There are unexplainable matters, like for instance how sometimes when we just move around, minding our own, doing our own thing and suddenly we just get the bloody shivers out of the shimmering blue. Like what? What made me do that? Just gets so weird sometimes you just can’t help but stop in your tracks and just look around and try to listen out or look for something to explain what just happened. It’s just human nature.

However, does time get infected with something as natural as the shivers too? I cannot see or find a reason to clarify as to why not it shouldn't or can't for that matter. It's still part of the same eco-structural system and exposed to the same natural environments, surroundings and influences that we are. What makes it different or special? Just because it has always been around with a slight hitch of just not really being noticed that much in the first few years it was around. It was already pretty dominant back then anyways to its own liking. Can't help but wonder what it was like for time back then. Must have been really creepy to just be there and at the same time to not be acknowledged by anything or anyone that encompasses the same scalable realm as it, yet standing tall as the hands of mother nature, the epitome of a timeless civilization.

On the other side of the crater, plants and certain other organism's, even animals I presume must have gotten acquainted with time way early on. They just probably had a different, more unique or slightly significant, maybe less effective by certain standards or even somewhat conspicuous ways of communicating with it. It's just too well self-provisioned to be redundant and overly presumptuous to be an enforcing figure. Rely only on what you can afford to risk than to lay down your whole conscience and have it put at the stake. Inadvertently, time beseeches us with,” To punish me for my contempt of authority, Fate has made me an authority myself." *grins*

The Beginning of a New Hope

2007-09-21T02:36:00.002+08:00

Inadvertently, I could say that I've been good - having saying that, well, formalities aside, present is a diversity of habitual tendencies and a much obliged happy foreboding omen, which although at times is portrayed as an irregular mutual emotional state, almost like a cascading yet calm and comforting misleading demeanor.

Nonetheless, almost just as equitable with nothing to next, the most insanely ridiculous, unexpected and unfortunate occurrence just decided to drop in my laps right between my penalty spot, somewhere a little bit earlier this week. *sigh* With all the commotional laughter strewn across a series of compositional homogeneous events, constantly, regardless, I still somehow managed to be a part of - or rather when noted as a more withdrawed conventional notion that would but by direct means, without anything intervening and also in which its qualities can afford, make me a victim of an unknown conceptual circumstance. Collectively, beyond a doubt, I’m left with an intelligent fatuous display of characteristics.

Tracing my crumbs back to the moment where I had so nonchalantly misplaced my wallet, unknowingly to my own futile dismal, the bolts of lingering reflections cracks the mucky soils of mother earth to no avail. Amusingly, I can't even seem to remember when I last had set eyes on that ill-fated apparatus. Talking about a reckless reserve parading around a catastrophic memory lapse. Enfer foutu. In latitude of awe, none of my reasoning’s was making much sense anymore. Honestly, it was in a kennel of anguish that I found myself bleeding with distress, drooping over the mantel pane’s of hell’s kitchen. Consumed by a predisposition to snigger at the devil, I just had to adulate the fact that it was conveniently the end of the fucking month. The wages of the immediate month was indefinitely heretofore snuggled cozily beneath my financial blanket, wincing at the abominable Sandman as the ticks become irrepressibly louder by the minute.

Groping between the hammer and the anvil, perked on a possum tree, still the fruits of my drudgery bore no tale of reason in which a return to the sands of my adolescence would deplore an acute illogical tantrum to shut my eyes, clench my fists and scream towards the open heavens. I guess I'm still pretty guttered up about the whole affair right now. I must come to some insolent conclusion that I am prerogatively allowed to provide refuge to a few supplementary happy thoughts. Well, else, I got to drag myself to the nearest possible consciousness and make amends with the little china dolls with tilting wooden heads whom I used to call friends once again.

As the days are swallowed by time, the fractional patience complimenting my self-indulgence becomes more and more criminally inclined to surge out into the moody atmosphere and tear down every last strand of my looming fortress. Gasping for breath, I can only concur to the retreats of my sultry steps and in retort to many countless failed attempts, I slowly begin to recompose my equilibrium, reeking of anxiety as I cradle my soul to sleep. Come what may, three cheers spills out for the four wheel drives and if I could just hail the angels for their smiles upon me this very day, as even though the hours continue to pledge a discontented endeavour, the scorching sun nevertheless at end of day, falls once again into the laps of this sombre world. Embowed upon the crescent of the modest moon, the faded lights in the hailing distance plays erratic tricks on my weary eyes. I blink into the naked twilight, squinting my eyes in scrutiny.

Cringe, swagger, tremble, flout. Bones to twitches as heads crumpled into knots. The old chestnut tree in the backyard breaks a fecal branch off, descending into a scatter of unanimated twigs below. Meanwhile, dead leaves paints the ground with autumn ruffles while misgiving winds offers solace to a plague of crowded hearts. Alas, where art thou, where in slumbers rest doth thou be laid. Alas, ah but alas. Like a heartbeat, a page of a decade sweeps over us, composed in the heavens as a consonance of lights unlike the writings on the walls of reality that tell a story of retribution and malice. Retrospectively, a faint of gloom is shadowed upon the endless shores of saints, then does not pretty be wed the bride as a cloud of hope declines into a blanket of stars.

The Dark Millennium

2007-09-21T02:36:00.001+08:00

I content myself to assume under the notion of relative canonical principles, that the underlying defining marks of the mental aggressor shall be acknowledged by either one or both individual divisions, in accordance with the consciousness that is The Dark Millennium; complying to recognized or pre-orthodox rules in which the order of covenants are respectively revealed to a certain degree or measure while sustaining the customary standards of the conducts cultured and also the prepositional products of the mind. This is the awakening of the Compos Mentis. Pertaining to this, a vulgar cry for retribution echoes out in the back ways of the fragile mind. The heathen heart believes what it must but the contriving mind betrays the colloquial thoughts as they are channeled within the hollows of the souls transgressions. In the scheme of designs, in the ingenuity of devices, in the plotting of events, in the wrecking of days, your fond dreams of flying to Jupiter have been quashed by the cruel and harsh facts of reality. To still have preference for such a passive state of mind would be mildly insulting. Even as always, it will still precipitate the tomorrows, but just as always in consideration of past times, commanding a patient journey through the wilderness of the present, engulfed in the arms of happiness past, we still remain oblivious to the sweltering rain in the shadow of the blistering snow. An overwhelming desperation in the pursuit of a state of tranquility. Reckless abandon; that which is loss of hope. Awaken Soldiers of Gomorrah.

The Millennial Whisper

2007-09-21T02:33:00.001+08:00

Recently brought to light, as it rises from the ashes of the languished earth into the black sordid sky, with the wings of the celestial heavens taking refuge at its side; emerging from within the nation's wretched anxiety like an invincible quiescent armada, come hither to and now listen to the myriad of rustling whispers. Beknown to those who have slept with their breed of sedated patience for so long a time, twisted and drawn up in disparaging scorn for what has now become, births a hint of seeming hope, that pours down their shoulders like the turning of tides, as sanctioned now it is, the circumstantial resemblance to the tomorrow that lurks in the shadows. Now, the cursed hands move towards another gravelled bracket, a relentless growing society of self-proclaimed 'melancholically-dissipated' fragments of a cosmic hereafter, have given birth to a new breed of consciousness, delineating a fundamental necessity that is not illusive neither imaginary, that which belongs to a vital substance of physical prominence, a definitive indisposed evolution within an ecclesiastical body, bearing witness to a mental apprehension, of whatever that may be known or could be solemnly evoked - invocated; a simple idea; a generalized conception; if and as distinguishable or definable by the marks of the mental aggressor itself.

Waking to the cries of an unprecedented day.....

"Pave the limericks with the tears of mother earth and in the heart of the shadows of all mankind, lift your heads up high as you look up into the crimson skies and whisper a gentle welcome to...

.....THE DARK MILLENNIUM"

Broken Daylights and an Abstract of a Mental Impression

2007-09-21T02:30:00.000+08:00

I shall, at my own cultivated liberty and manifesting pride, consider it a particularly obliged privilege, to have somewhat mellowed my way into being tolerably thrown overboard by my own incredulity to remain bent upon the mental impression of this moonstruck propaganda.

To say further, as to add an accessory to the principal participle -

Broken Daylights and an Abstract of a Mental Impression. An underlying asset of the Dark Millennium facade. Imagine a picture painted with the inherent reality that has come to subside within the realms of personal existence and common beliefs. Little much of how everything gets thrown in blindly together can be concluded to represent the inadequacy of mentally grasping the significance of the, as preference dictates, whether dreaded or if not then, welcomed consequences. Swallowed by the resonance, the echoes of humanity prevails in the impending dissolution of this appetite for annihilation, and yet is nonetheless apprehended to verily encompass all that is and that ever could be perceived.

In the presence of a pinch of surprises and in the midst of awkward smiles, the broken begins to take its place… .