Woke up by the din

Sadness from words

I know

As a crow hides their sorrow with their blacken wings

so do i

benumbed by the cries, sobbing of a wife, mother,

Hands cold, unknowing how it felt

to hold the hands of man

killed himself when he chose a path he knew

a walk through thorns and dirt

He thought he knew,

lest he know that was his downfall.

He thought he knew.


Saat aku lanjut usia
Saat ragaku terasa tua
Tetaplah kau s’lalu di sini
Menemani, aku bernyanyi

Saat rambutku mulai rontok
Yakinlah ku tetap setia
Memijit pundakmu,
hingga kau tertidur pulas

[Reff:]
Genggam tanganku saat tubuhku terasa linu
Ku peluk erat tubuhmu saat dingin menyerangmu
Kita lawan bersama, dingin dan panas dunia
Saat kaki t’lah lemah, kita saling menopang
Hingga nanti di suatu pagi, salah satu dari kita mati
Sampai jumpa, dikehidupan yang lain

Saat perutku mulai buncit
Yakinlah ku tetap yang terseksi, wuhu…
Dan tetaplah kau s’lalu menanti
Nyanyianku, dimalam hari

[Reff]

by Sheila On 7


I lost my phone. Blessed be the taxi driver.

But now anger is killing me. Lost phone= lost money.

Buy phone=spend money=more money=lost money

travel to lowyat=spend money=lost money

rent apartment=money

bills=money

school=money

food=money

entertainment=money

social=money

credit for phone=money

causes people to be angry.


I’ve met many people. Most of them, successful. Successful in terms of financial, their businesses and their career. Some of them just take it by their passion and reach the point that he or she could just do about anything (meet the PM, meet leaders of different countries, own jets and planes, whole lots of cars and supercars, having lots of camera equipments, being an awesome photographer and deacon, web-host for big brands, etc).

Their stories in doing their job is what i like the most. Some had to do ass-wiping, get connected, and just the way they talk about it sounds exciting. But in reality, its a big responsibility. If they don’t do it well, they couldn’t have reach where they are. A simple mistake would have cost them thousands, or even billions.They all started with little things… writing forms, feature stories, being a journalist rushing here and there. Some of them barely made it out of their SPM. But now, instead of looking for jobs, they create it. People work for them,  and people cry their lungs out just to be like them.
And one of my friend, he has the same characteristics of these great people whom i looked up upon. I believe he will conquer more than just a mountain. He saved my ass a lot of times. Out of all the people i’ve met, he’s a freaking difficult stone to melt. I’m talkin about understanding this guy. I look up on him because of his ability to manage his time, and his will and determination in doing things. He has the ability of doing a lot of things without himself realizing it. He’s a guy with the brain, determination, strong will to reach his dreams. I respect him for that. So, Jon Chu, you’re awesome! Though you’ll always be called ’scrotum’. Conquer the ‘mountains’ YOH!!!! and i’m not surprised your face will come out in business magz and stuff. Probably tabloids too, coz i’ll publish that. =)

Your friend,

Hajok


Today

30Jan10

I lost my phone…

. contact me either by e-mail, facebook or drop by my lounge. Smoke signals, bad reception due to the tall buildings. Messages by birds are quite hard to receive because i think it’s mating season. Nope, do not write scripts on a tortoise shell and send to me


Hero

28Jan10

I met my hero.

Just click here… just be patient…

Hero


She said she’d love me for eternity,

but managed to reduce it to eight months

for good behaviour

She said we fitted like a hand in a glove,

but then the hot weather came and such

accessories weren’t needed.

She said the future was ours, but the dedds

were made out in her name.

She said i was the only one who understood completely,

and then she left me

and said she knew

that i’d understand completely.

by Steve Turner


Love like fire,

Forgives the past and sees the future,

Love lights the path for the fallen

Fallen like the charcoals that darkens anything it touches,

naught to love, to feel, to sing the beauty of love.

Blinded by clouds of hatred,

As the eye voices out anguish.

But clouds will vanish, thorns, vines burnt

Love like fire,

burns as it touches

Even droplets burn by the passion it carries,

For love, is a passion fanned by grace.


Just a poem

23Jan10

Bliss
Coffee on the table
Cookies in hand
How do i being a rebel
Feel the pain
Not once…

Waterfall, droplets
Skin feels the pain on my back
As it falls unending

What am i writing
My peanut brain says its empty
And so it is…


Sighs in life

22Jan10

Sometimes, I would ask God the many Why questions… like,

WHy my family are not that rich, why i don’t have a macbook pro, why i’m not as good lookin as the korean actors and so forth.

But ever since the 27th of September last year… i can’t stop asking, every day, every hour, every minute, and every second of my life…
why God took my father away…  (if God was a human, i would bash him up, but He is the Almighty, and what can i say, but to question, when i’m not supposed to… this is my sorrow)

*sigh*

i just don’t get it…

and so it is..

I could still remember clearly how we met at KLCC after few months not seeing each other… i’ve never hugged my dad like that before… it was pure bliss. Being able to be in my dad’s embrace… these are memories. Memories that i wish, i wish could be materialize again.

*i’ve wrote quite a lot for today.. it’s 530 in the morning but… a lot of things going through my head. i flunked my last semester. i don’t wanna do it again. sigh..

this is the part where the life creates its rhapsody at its best…. capturing the essence of life, be it when i’m down.. or up… bliss.

faith. peace. love…