Sunday, 1 October 1995

20

A couple of decade had passed
And I’m standing here at  last
But I need second chances back
Back there when mistakes seemed much!
 
I’m standing before the future
I’m standing after the past
I’m caught between the middle
Now, I believed, life’s a riddle!
 
There’s a dozen of tasks ahead
My feasibility’s still undone
Nothing’s running thru my head
All good ideas were gone!
 
A double of ten one’s
A number greater than before
It’s better to just wait for the sun
Than worry ‘bout this even  more!
 
My crossroad’s still yet to come
And there’s a lot for me to be done
But acceptance need not rest upon a shelf:
I’m twenty,” I whispered to myself.
 
 
October ’95

Tuesday, 12 September 1995

Goodbye

A touch of love that seemed to last forever
But destined to end in a glimpse of time
In thy lover’s eyes, there is doubt and confusion
Looking towards a tomorrow that would never come.
 
Hearts are grieving, souls weeping loud
Through the silhouettes of darkness, light cannot be found
Time to loosen both clasped hands
Time to let go, time to say goodbye.
 
Promises said have been broken now
Forever doesn’t even start, then it’s time to part
The love within could be so right
But time along speaks of all wrongs.
 
I love you, you love me
Words are not enough to tell where we will be
Pangs of love would be there not just once
We must both let go and say the word goodbye.

Tuesday, 15 August 1995

Calamity


Bright sun turned into rain
And rain started the storm
Every creature is in vain
Coz’ fire is thunder in form.

Never did I imagined
This kind of thing would happen
I  pray this is just a nightmare
That  will vanish when my eyes open.

Who wants the volcano to erupt?
And bring to land – fire, rocks and flood –
Who wants the sea  to express its hate?
We’re all preys if we act  late.

Before the thunder strikes on us  -
Before  the Earth lose its mass
Let’s bring back  the faith, love and trust
And get things done, hand-in-hand!

Wednesday, 24 May 1995

Glimpse of Summer

Darkened skies
Droplets of rain
Makes me realize
Summer has faded away.
 
Looking back to the days
When summer’s still here
Oh, how I missed the sun
All the laughters and tears.
 
I remember the hidden smiles
Cokes and potato fries
I remember the heartache
It  was not  just a piece of cake!
 
The cold winds’ gentle blow
Summer’s gone, I should know
Everything’s over and blown
A  drop of rain kissed my nose!
 
Rays of sun to drops of rain
Bright skies now dark and blue
Joys of heart turned to pain
All these are signs – I’m missing you!

Monday, 15 May 1995

What If?

What if the birds get tired of flying
And the earthworms hated the mud?
What if the rain stopped  falling
                And flood suddenly becomes blood?
What if the skies turned black
                And the stars never again twinkled?
What if dawn failed to come
                And the sun forever was hidden?
What if the sea burst out  in the desert
                And the ocean doesn’t touch the shore?
What if the Earth meets a comet
                And there is no reason of living for?
 
No matter what happens, my friend –
                I’ll always be real
By your side, I’ll never vanish
                Coz’  our love has a seal!

Tuesday, 2 May 1995

Be Positive


When the raging waves against you soar
And its hard to swim towards the shore
When you pray for the sun to shine
But still hard rain pours down
It  wasnt easy to walk towards East
When everybodys heading for the West
Its tough to climb a mountain so  high
When here in land you already sigh,
“Oh my, I can’t do this, I’ll fail,
I give up”,  is all you  can tell
That  kind of attitude, as everybody says-
Never would  help you survive a day!
 
 
 May 2, 1995

Thursday, 6 April 1995

A Typical View

A book begs to be read
Lying on a table that is dead
A pair of eyes wandered through the walls
Then  through the windows, ceilings and floors.
 
The calculator is waiting to be  touched
Exercises and problems are worrying much
The pen stints, its not in the mood
It’ll walk later when it already feels good.
 
Ex-apple of the eyes of my Master
Passed by but it didn’t  bother
A hand grabbed an old bookmarker
And thrown back to place sooner.
 
Words knockin’ on both ears
Never welcomed, never heard
Addressed by the man in front
With reading  glasses, a respected one.
 
A sleepy breath came out the mouth
Patiently  waiting for the  bell to ring
Another one  from the same sense came out
There’s  the bell, what  joy it  brings!