Door

Friends of many, heart of one.
Make this penny, count for more.
If many in stock, few jobs be done.
If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door.

Unworried

Unworried the fellow
The futures soothsaid
The fallacy unbounded
Quiescent superseded

The Dream

The risk, taken
The opportunity, seized
The plan, unfolded
The dream, living

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

Episode

Another episode I have yet to endure
Another affair I have could not procure
With you gone, myself in gloom
With you gone, secrets entombed

I told myself, that this would happen
I told myself, that this would hurt
I knew you would never have cared
I knew your love was ever so rare

Drenched in the rain, I feel the cold wind
Drenched in the tears, I feel the cold within
Forever remained, this shivering sensation
Forever remained, this bitter emotion

I shall get by, like I always do
I shall get by, just like you too
Except you remain oblivious, like you always do
Except I remain penitent, like I always do

It's been some years, I have let myself down
It's been many years, I have let my heart drown
Only to emerge, to yet another defeat
Only to emerge, to once again retreat

Ning-Jia Ong
18 November 2010 at 12:02 

Two Lives

As I walked along the high glass wall,

I see a black bird lying on the floor.

I went up to it and picked it up,

It was stiff and silence, its time was up.

I said a little prayer, I wish it rest in peace,

Thinking where and how, to properly bury it.

Yet another was in my path,

This one was alive but stunned and dazed.

I quickly tried to catch it, to move it to a safe place.

It slipped my graphs and flew, right into the glass wall.

I cringed ever so nervously, as it fell back to the floor.

Thanking god it’s still alive, as I grabbed it as fast as I could.

I put it on a tree branch, as it flew safely back to the sky.

I saved a little bird’s life, but was too late to save the other.

I dug a shallow grave, beneath that same old tree.

With some dirt on my hands, I wish I could have done more.

Two lives I touched today, so little they are to me.

Yet long I thought about it, how much they meant to me.

Di

Di pantai ombak berderu
Di taman burung bersiul
Di sisi mu ku selesa
Di hati mu ku gembira

Pay Phone

I want to hear that you're sad
I want to hear that you're not fine
I want you to feel what I'm feeling
Like how I had always wanted you to

怯

至今的哀莫
明周复明周
见面的机缘有何其多

尝暗静无扰
然沉静无声
累积自己的死心之性

为自尊而忍
据自傲而禁
却遗了妳的真心之愿

我深心愿望
想明妳之心
于翻开你真心的层铠

为妳我感情
供我妳可情
以爱相助则彼此瞭解

Not Single

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Ong
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She Is Taken

Soar to the stars with head held high

Heaven above is not just for the needy

Embrace and share what fate has brought

Invitations from many, to seek your attention

Seeing from afar, but watching ever so closely

Time will come, when you will be ready

Awakened and assured, of what lies ahead

Key is in your hands, the lock is awaiting

Epilogue is nearing, this chapter is closing

Nigh is the time, of a wondering soul searching