Politics

As do, as they must
We do with forgiven past
Promises declared that we do not trust
But the shades in the shadows
That, I trust
Will do what's best, after that which follows

That's the opportunity we must not miss

Kath

Stand before the beauty betrothed
Promises declared in the halls it echoed
Rituals of traditional peacefully unfold
Promises whispered the ones that hold

Diamond Heart

Have all of norm's desires
Skies of all the wishful sapphires
Ruby sands of pearls and silvers
Diamond heart's the only survivor

Such is life of one's simple thought
Yet of basics one obtains the sought
Red or blue the choices were brought
Illusions of grandeur my fate was caught

When one ends then only truth be told
Till one ends the story will not unfold
Here I am with fortunes foretold
Yet beauty is in the heart behold

For the future uncertains
Brings doors of indulgions
Thoughts of introspections
Complicates the only true passions

Train Window

Watching through a window
The part of me I left behind
Slowly drifting into the distance

The few shared moments
Blurring
As rain pelts down
Rubbing my eyes in reminiscing
Fades with every bump of the track

Space and time was promised
Yet I glance, again, and again, and again
My pride stands vigilantly
My soul shrinks silently

Virtuous you are
As much as it numbs me
It should numb you too
This duration is just proof...
... of the hurt you're enduring

Daruma

Since brought into creation,

I sat behind a tray.

Far beyond their reach,

Just under the upper hand.

My friends kept getting picked,

The privileged ones they were.
In the front, they were placed,

To be always the first in view.

Someone then came along,

And reached far behind.

My tears fell, I was finally chosen,

By an unlikely young Malaysian.

It was like a dream,

I was made a star.

Pictures of me were taken,

In places I'd never imagine.

He brought me home to a country,

Where the weather was hot and food was spicy.

It didn't make sense to drink hot drinks,

Yet many still did irrationally.

To a another new home I went,

Where he places his best wishes.

It must be someone special,

As he really meant his wishes.

I wonder if he told her,

Of my humble little story.

I wish I could tell her,

He made me feel like Toy Story.

Till this day I remain,

On the shelf of yet another.

A symbol of perseverance and luck I'll be,

For this dreamy soul of the other.

Most of the Time

When left alone,
What do you think about?

When I'm alone,
I don't feel the heat and the sweat,
I don't feel the pain in my joints,
I don't feel hunger or thirst,
The discomforts of the present,
The anxiety of the uncertain future,
Nor the regrets of my past.

I often will look around me and wonder.
Who was on this path before me?
I will recreate the moment in my imagination.
What's making these sounds?
May they live long and prosper.
I'm so lucky to have wandered to this place.
As I close my eyes and record this moment in my heart, for a later time.

The serenity of nature
The smell and sounds of the little ones
The breeze that we both have forgotten

Most of the time...

Ant

Where are you going? Mr. Little Ant.
I see where you can go, but there's nothing there!
If you tell me what you're seeking, I can find it and bring it to you.
Is it some chocolate cookies? Or is it some honey?

Here you go, Mr. Little Ant.
I brought you a small crumble, I hope this makes your day.
I wonder if you'll be praised, by your papa and your mama.
I wonder if you'll get rest, the remaining of your day.

Her v2

Everything wasn't the same anymore.
After what enchanted deep in your core.
After all your magical dreams made true.
After what reality you woke to.

You told yourself it was never gonna happen.
You told yourself it's over, better forgotten.
You told yourself miracles aren't reality.
You told yourself you knew it's never meant to be.

Keeping busy, feelings sealed away.
Keeping his memories far away.
Delved misery of reminiscence.


As I watched and observed from a safe distance.

A Brief Encounter

The first time I met you

The first thing I noticed

Your eyes shined so brightly

Your passion burned so intensely

I was privileged a brief encounter

I did the standard and took your number

But somewhere along I found

You already had someone

In my own life, I went my own way

Our paths crossed, not another day

Since then I didn't give you yet another look

That's when you messaged me on Facebook

I greeted you politely, and kept my own respect

You came for some info, and I shared my intellect

Once, twice, three times, we let the topic swayed

That's when I asked, in a relationship you stayed?

To my surprise, the answer was no

To your heart's content, you shared your emo

I shared mine, and we had a brief bond

To what extent, I actually know not

Just a few days after, I got really lucky

Unusually so, you came off work early

I asked you out, and you said yes

Some time was spent, and in the car we sang

A week or two, has since have gone

I've been thinking what to do since dawn

So I sat with a paper, and wrote what I knew

And that's when I found, an address from you

So here's a letter, handwritten and sent

You probably never received, in such an old fashion

Hoping to sincerely show, my clear and deep intention

I hereby plan to court you, and wish for your attention

Selection

There is no doubt that you are my only number one
However in your eyes, I know not where I stand

Pretend am not part of this, let me know what you're thinking
Whether you thought through, this process of selecting
Emotions imbued or emotions aside
I'd like to plan my interactions according to your appetite