The Infinite Road

A long-hard road
A witted outpost
A bitter fight
A harsh struggle
A common demise
A love spurred hate
A friend turning to a foe
A success gripped with failure
Long, long journey ahead
is nearing its end.
In slumber, in sleep
During the enchanted hour, the witching time
Silently thinking
what's next in my life?

The Sadness That Is

The hour has turned late
When I wondered deep in my
restless mind,
How can a life be so complicated?
Why I am the only one to try?
Not the only one to just need to do
or to say about anything
at all.

I am drowning in vanity
Laced with the sadness which I
do not expected!
I hate, but in the same time
I love,
Peculiarities had been long
Thrust in my soul
And I waited for it to disappears,
Yet the waiting is going on
Too long.

I cannot wait and be wasted away
I need something new
Enough that I have sacrificed for you
Everything, anything I hold dear,
But no more
I say.

Gratitude seem far away,
while hatred only harbors evil,
But I would like to express this,
You were a dear friend,
A light from the start,
but darkness in the end.

Holier Than Thou

I lived in a world
where honesty is gone
In a world too busy to care
about the little life of others,
In a world filled with misery
and sadness for those who
lived in poverty.....

I stayed in a world
where everything can be bought
if only you have the money,
In a world filled with corruption
and diseases,
Not known the good virtues
but only salvaging their life
through deceit and oppression.....

This was my world,
A world I wish I never to born to,
A 'Dead' World
where only the strong lives
and the weak perished,
In my heart, I sighed
a deep regret
for this world is dying,
and I'm dying with it.

Mentiri Te Me, Bonum Est

Across the living lane,
Though I'm young
but see many things,
All around from north to west,
I keep on my journey
To be nearest of the true,
To be far off the lies.
But it's not easy
to lead such a life.

Everyone has their own reason,
for not telling the truth,
May it be for personal gains
or altruistic means,
You, yourself knows.
Nothing better or worse,
Because you know it
deep inside.

It's the same down here,
I lied, you lied
She cheats, he cheats,
Nothing ever changes,
even if you want,
It can't be.

That's just the way it is.
Be glad if you're honest,
But if you're not,
Know that
the lies you spread
is like a tangled web
weaved around your neck,
When the time comes
it will covered you,
Suffocated you,
Then, the truth shall be revealed.

Waiting

Running across something
Way Interesting.
Killing time ahead,
followed by the gust of inquisition,
As the acclamation is so close
Dripping sweat,
Intense stare,
to the very final minutes.

Booming statements been made,
applause can be heard
from miles away,
An island full of goons,
ready to be herded to anywhere.
Set up the camera,
Positioned the boom mics,
Flashes of lenses
hide away
the terrible fact.

Hungry from this stress,
Man and woman alike,
taking shelters at a
big tree.
Nothing been anticipated,
Nothing being acclaimed,
Nothing is just nothing.
If its takes a thousand years,
they'll keep on waiting.

A Quest Part 1

He lived only to find his own shadow,
that was lost some years ago
during a brief walk
along a quiet lane in a suburb.

He looks everywhere,
Thousands of times he repeated to track it down,
He paid frequent visits to the lane repeatedly,
Of an uncertain quest.

Those days in the past,
he spend with towering grief,
He is not willing to give up,
He is looking, literally
Everywhere,

Still no shadows.

The Sickness of the Soul

Growling over
the vast of unaccomplished ambition,
Muffled by the ever changing stand of reality,
Disappointed by the false hopes
to gain power and wealth,
Angry at the reigning faction,
They're the one to blame
for his failure
A failure that comes from himself.

That man, is a sick man
Feverish with spoiled dreams
that the Hidden Hand planted in his mind,
Swelled up with his pride
over the influence he supposed to have,
Shaking profusely with intimidation
aimed to the ones he despised
not because they're evil, corrupted or dishonest,
But just because they're a major threat
A threat to his own agendas
A hindrance of his will to dominate,
Miserable man,
living only to destroy.

The body is decaying,
for the soul is now dead.
Dead of virtues,
Killed by sins.
That man, is a living symbol
of evil inside human
Reincarnation of the lust,
greed and envy of the world.

Longing To See.......

He stares to the big road ahead,
He is preparing himself to be ready
He does not like failure,
Therefore he would like everything
to be perfect....

He starts off, driving to the road ahead,
He carefully steered the wheels of his car
Adequate in measurement
Excellence in movement
He signaled to the right
Blinking neon light working just fine.....

He arrived at a traffic light junction,
He focused his attention to stop
Grace in agility
Unchallenged in precision
Where to go, he ask?
That's a weird question!
Doesn't you know where to go?
You're the driver, decide!

Oh, No!
What becoming out of you?
You hold the license, so you know the rule
But to just travel aimlessly
You will not just waste time, energy and money
But also you had wasted yourselves
Think before you 'go' out
Rationalized before you ' press' the pedal
Don't just go ahead just by listening to others
Listen instead to your heart.....

That's the important lesson
for today,
Future 'Drivers'.

Lament The Day

That day, the accursed day
The clouds emerged
with litters of unseen murmurs
Contains of certain awe and clear grief
Between the foolish and the wise,
It is hard to identify
Who or what responsible
for this Great 'ACT'!

That day, the ashamed day
The world has saw our filthy faces,
Smeared with discourtesies
Attacked by indecencies
Splashed on aggression.

Never before had experienced
of such maladies
In the peaceful atmosphere of our nation.

Clapping, shouting, muttering, gathering, walking
Obstructing, Scaring, Destroying, throwing
Mocking, slandering, hurting
In what or who's name?
Their stand is to side
with a vague, ambiguous goal.

Their voices need to be heard,
All 6000
But what about the other 27, 559, 821?
Shouldn't their voices be heard too?
How can we reasoned with these unlearned hypocrites?
Keep on using lame excuses to pursue their personal means
Not caring for the nation
Only loves themselves.....
Is this what we want to lead us?
Is this the best out of the best?
Surely, NOT....

Lament the day, my brethren
Be sad, my friends
Let's pray, may our nation be strong
against this test from God.

Be Not, Hopefully

Weird, is the only thing
my lips could say this time
Funny, is what my eyes
could conclude
Sad, is the only thing
my heart are now pondering into......

As I glance around through the crowd now
I sense hostilities, I smell alienation
I detect separation
which I fear
This is a certain worry,
A clear-cut evidence
of something horrible to come.....
And all for who, or instead why?

Doesn't we have it all in a sense of living?
Don't we are lucky than others in 3rd World Countries?
We're not in war, nor we're been terrorized
We're not being left aside,nor we're being marginalized
We did not suffer aggression everyday like in Palestine
We're happy living peacefully in our home
without fear, anxiety......

But maybe because of that, we forget?
Maybe because of that, we wan to leave all of
that being achieved by our beloved land
since before and beyond.

Don't wish so often,
because sometimes what you wish is something
you will later regret!
Due to ignorance and rushed decisions
everything is and are lost....

Be not, hopefully
my heart pray...

A Letter to the Prime Minister

I am, but a humble citizen
who dare not to challenge
the authority of the government,
I write not with ill-intention,
not with malice or other agendas
but only with the sense of patriotism
that lingers through my veins
pumping harder in my bloods......

Dear Prime Minister,
I hope you're well healthy,
able to see through all your works & duties
with clear perspectives and renew motivation.

Know this, Mr. Prime Minister
I support you no matter what they say
I will stand by you no matter how many had left
I will console you where no one will
Because I know it must be hard on you
to carry such burden alone,
to be blamed if anything goes wrong
to be forgotten when you no longer in power.....

Mr. Prime Minister,
Deliver what you can to the people
Give us the best that you can gave
Listen not to the people
who cared only for themselves
Instead carefully heed to what we want,
a normal society needs,
a peaceful, balance and progressive environment.

Disregard all their misinterpretation, Mr. Prime Minister
They do not know but they want to look upon
as they know-it-all, sad isn't it?
They try to sow discord amongst us
but fear not, Mr. Prime Minister
I'll be there to defend you
I'm not stupid, nor I'm weak
We all have our opinion, but
to say others wrong
is just to much!

Who are you? God, perhaps?
Silly me.....
You're nothing, but a bunch of liars
hypocrites and ultimate losers.
THE END.

0 - ZERO

0 is the name given to me
In the hope of my parents
That one day, I'll be a great person
To be ahead of everyone
Even the number 1
Isn't it great
to be the frontrunner of all?

0 is the fresh dream I've had just now
Walking down through the aisle of victory
I smiled as I waving my hand to the crowd
But I didn't feel that way inside
I feel empty, lonely, nothing
Zero

Again, 0 is the new trend
of a materialistic world
Where everything is anything
other than the silly old me
That now drifting through
the river of regret
with the thought of dying
In such a shameful death.......

TRAGIC

It's alright
To feel all alone inside
With no one to say hi
Because everyone just passing by
through my 'empty' life
My 'blissful' life
Any boys and girls
Man or Woman
Showing friendship at the first hand
Glittering eyes on the runaway
Talking about me and you, all the same
Creating bond between us
So deep, meaningful and bright
Then, they go without a notice
They shunned you away
All those talking about the truth
Makes them fleeing away
Oh, so many lies I've heard
Oh, too much promise had been made
without any be a reality
And by then they left after a while
I hate being myself
So easy to trust, not easy to doubt
So naive to let anyone in
then shattered my heart
My 'lonely' heart
What a tragic
What a story
of Me

Feature of A Dear

Lovely face smirking around,
Giggling noises is all abound,
Nothing, nothing, what you had been,
Oh my dear....
so long not been seeing?

moon beam shone a dull splash
Over the still lake,
Clear as a glass pierced by the rays of glory....
In piety and humble, my dear stood up and walk,
And she walk, walk until the lake's side,
There she wonders along the way to the far away mountains,
Dreaming running through the winds.....

I close my eyes, tears dropped in my cheeks
I began to feel sad,
But I don't know why...
As I open my eyes again, my dear is not there,
For the moment, I cried
Harder and harder!

Out and Away

Blank is what my head is,
Nothing seems to go the I wanted it to be,
Silent is the language now I speak,
As I stare hopelessly the road ahead,
The seemingly bleak and lonely path
I had no choice, but to endure it.....

The blackness of the night slowly overcome the bright daylight
And in the dust, I smell the stench of death
Lingering, sneaking and eventually appearing
To the weakling human as I had be,
In mute, I agreed
That my time has come,
That I must leave here,
Never ever regret it...
Nor I miss it,
This short-length living in the dread.

It is better this way, as I walk out and away,
Into the columns of peace ahead,
Worthy or not I am to be,
Let alone decided by Him......

Sonnet 3

I continue walking, through this life
Figure out what my purpose,
Wondering how to carry on.
Sometimes in my days, I lied back down
Dry in love and suffocates of wealth,
Thinking I'll be alone just making me worry.
I know I fall, I know I would cry
Because in this dying world, we are all strive
To find what was not there,
To look for something unreal,
But I realized deep in my heart
That you will always be by my side,
It is a long journey, and I endured it
Just to be with you.
Sometimes it feels likes no one would understand
Even I do not know why I do the things I do!
When pride build around me until I can see my soul
Would you came and break down these walls
And pull me through?
Because it is a long journey, until I found my own definition
Until I know I am worthy of the price........

GLOOMY MONDAY

There's a song that playing its tunes inside of me,
A lesser mind of wandering walking faithfully,
Reminder of those days that yet to come,
Will it be nicer or should it be what I've planned?
Growling in the dreams, was a boy
Splashing the paints of of immaturity
Filling the canvas of imagination.....
Stop, at the beat of the drumming heart
Pulsing at the breathing of the soul!
Sadness crept inside of my soul.
Again, again and again.
From now to ever, silently searching
For Love.
Love that has never been touched, tainted, or...
Ever being scrambled between pity and benevolent.
I've it all now, what do more that I need?
Silly.... I am alone.