beyond lyric

As of now

2012-01-23T16:35:00.004+08:00

We were never children,
but there were children who were once us,
with a wonder of the world
that outgrew us before we realised
it was gone.

But we grew anyway and
suddenly everything around us moved -
except they no longer moved around us,
the planets orbited the sun
and we felt smaller than we used to.

Now we are what we've never been before -
the people standing on the mountaintop
overlooking time,
trying to find their place in history, their
piece of puzzle in the 'big picture',
while everything is still growing,
still in fluid and motion,
before everything is still,
and still less than they
had hoped for.

The fear of change

2011-11-13T10:13:00.004+08:00

I do not ask time for more or less

my palms enclose the present defensively

but my fingers bind my fragments

as the shore binds the sea

A Debate

2011-11-08T21:11:00.003+08:00

You don't understand, I said,
But neither do I.

Don't you see?
We're in the same boat,
you and I,
surrounded by the same expanse of sea
and handspan width -
the distance in between my eyes -
of sky.

My argument?
It was lost in words long ago.
Only two things I still know:
the seawater made me
even thirstier
and the sky is
infinitely wider than
a handspan.

Faith

2011-11-04T08:47:00.001+08:00

Because it holds more water
than the sieve of science -
That was my thought
as I felt each
question
emotion
trickling
steadily
through
the pores
of my heart that
I only suspected
but never saw
and suddenly
I looked at the sky and
felt neither big or small
but a part of it all
because it was in me -
we were stitched
from the same thread
that went around the
world and wove it together
through the eye of
the needle that saw
and into eyes
that did not see.

Wild fire

2011-08-28T23:07:00.004+08:00

What is this feeling -
A wild fire raging,
Consuming both heat and light -
That not even tears could dampen,
Could still with their flow.

But it is a desert,
The scorching sun on barren land -
The hardened heart of which, inside,
All that was has dried and died.

And it serves to choke
The thirsty throat
That could never speak the words she wrote.

On The Train

2011-07-20T21:29:00.001+08:00

The train travels soundlessly.

People stand like figurines -
Glazed, untouchable -
Positioned in perfect balance
So that inertia barely moves them.

So many eyes,
With black holes for centers
Filled with - nothing;
Absorbing - nothing;
One vastness penetrating another,
They hold no emotion.

Stranger, what is your story?
Traveller, where are you heading?
Maybe we could weave a net
Of understanding deep enough
To draw emotion from this sea of people.

Even a smile could breathe warmth into this stillness -
Even the air is unmoved.

If I Could

2011-07-13T18:31:00.004+08:00

You make me want to write, you know -
Crawl out of my skin and
Wear myself inside out
It's the wrong way, people say
But it feels right,
In that way wrong things do.

Vocabulary is stifling -
If I could show instead of tell,
I would show you the world,
Show you how the world looks
From here, where words fail,
From the center - core - heart - of
My soul - being -
The axis on which
My world - larger than earth, which only
Appears as the size of a coin in my mind
Amidst the backdrop of a vast darkness -
Rotates.

But there is no showing to be done -
Our hands could never construct
Such a language,
For hands can be touched and seen -
They are shown, they do not show -
And yes, here, where words fail
Is where we find ourselves.

I have nothing

2011-06-30T22:31:00.000+08:00

I have nothing to give
To the ground
But ashes
And the ground has
Nothing to give
To me
But the trees
Barely feel the wind
Unmoved
By this tragedy

I want to pretend

2011-06-10T20:43:00.001+08:00

Swallow the pain
And swallow my pride
Maybe these could
Fill me inside

Voices in a Vacuum

2011-05-17T19:39:00.000+08:00

If I opened my mouth to speak
Would it scream like blood
Or whisper, like tears?

What could it say?
The world is a vacuum,
It eats sound,
Swallows it whole,
And after it digests
The air and the ashes,
It is empty.

We mouth syllables
As if breathing,
Inhaling and
Exhaling silence,
And maybe one day,
When our lips turn dry,
And the lip-readers turn away,
We will finally have the leisure
To listen.

Tonight

2011-05-02T15:58:00.000+08:00

This is where it ends.

The violins are playing slow tonight,
With their trembling bows dipped low - a dying dance -
Grasped in closed fists - do they want peace now? -
And poised under chins held high
There is nowhere to go
But down.

There are cries for help, for
A buoy, a plank, a splinter;
Something,
Anything,
To hold onto -

As the silver anchor
The legs thought to chain to themselves
Turns into stone, dull as ash
Under the night sky,
And they begin to sink into the water,
The same water,
That feet once walked on.

What a sight -
The flailing arms, wild like fire,
Soon grow slow, limp from the cold,
And then they are still,
Raised in surrender.
The half-empty boats leave -
why should they turn back? -
Carrying only bodies,
Ones like those that they are
Leaving behind;
Those that lie,
Drifting with the current,
Over the sea
Tonight.

How Poetry Should Be

2011-04-13T18:00:00.003+08:00

Maybe this is how poetry should be -
Plain and patient,
Filtered of those translucent words
That leave blanks in your mind
You cannot fill -
Nothing to digest,
Just to swallow - slowly -
Like gulps of clear water,
Smooth and slippery
And clean -
Maybe.

Shadows On The Stage

2011-04-13T08:57:00.006+08:00

Have we all become the antagonists?

The ones who cry wolf
And smile with teeth
Like polished daggers.

What are heroes but the ones
With their best side
Against the spotlight?

Because when the curtain falls
And the stage lights dim,
There is a darkness
No darker than any other
Spreading, consuming,
Like an infection.

We belong to our shadows -
We are not the masks we wear,
We are beneath them.

We are of a certain kind -
Perhaps not the beholders
We believe ourselves to be,
And the beauty we see
Only surrounds us.

Beneath the skin we are bone.
When we decompose,
Who knows
How we will be known?

Give Me Words

2011-03-29T21:49:00.002+08:00

Give me words
To plug my ears, my mouth
And keep my sanity,
My sense and what clarity I have left
Inside my head.

Speak, speak before you
Lose your voice
Screaming for help.
Speak softly, in a language I can understand,
And maybe we can hold
A conversation
Heavier than air

Weigh me down -
A rock, a burden,
A doorstop -
With a whisper
And show me that
We inhale the same smoke,
The one that
Lies over my eyes.

I do not want to be silent -
In the silence
Everything is dead.

The Day Is Red

2011-03-18T19:30:00.001+08:00

The day is red;
It fumes and breathes -

The sky is ablaze with crimson rain
Running, bullets of acid, down
War-worn faces;

Red reads in lines across wrists -
Battle scars of
Children of war;

Can you feel the rage -
The diesel that runs in our arteries
And seeps through our skin

While the smoke we breathe
Into the lungs of our eyes
Smothers our senses

The day is burning
Bright, and turning,
Waiting,
For another day.

Somebody

2011-02-03T00:08:00.004+08:00

When will she have cried her full
And cried herself empty
How many times has she
Wanted to be someone to somebody
More than she wanted to be herself?

I am

2011-02-02T21:49:00.001+08:00

I am not moved,
I cannot feel my legs.
I have no space, except the space
I occupy.
I fill a vacuum.
I search for - something -
I look inwards,
I look into a mirror.
I know nothing except what
I feel inside, and
I wonder,
Is this what it feels like, living in myself?

Deeper Things

2011-01-24T19:13:00.004+08:00

Where the sea meets sand,
People scour the land,
For hollow shells and strings of coral -
Debris of the ocean
That the tide has cast ashore,
Unable - to search the waters for more

But this is the way
Learnt from age old philosophers
Those who, in their day,
Made the earth to be flat -
For they could not see beyond the horizon

To them,
Nothing existed that

escaped their understanding, and

Nothing could be understood

that escaped their sight,
But they saw only through their eyes

And did not see

The heart seeks always;

But the heart never sees
There lie deeper
Things than these

Unknown

2011-01-13T18:35:00.002+08:00

Measure reason with the span of the mind
Compress theology into theories
Calculate values of time to find
Paper answers to abstract queries
Observe the universe through microscopes
See only what studies have shown
Searching eyes avert wider scopes
In fear of the unknown

Suddenly

2011-01-08T23:40:00.006+08:00

Suddenly she can feel her veins
And the pain in her pulse
It was here to stay
Unlike everybody else

Strangers

2011-01-08T13:17:00.003+08:00

Where is the stranger
In the capsule of a body
So familiar to your own

Maybe we are so alike
Because we were never meant
To feel so alone

What Poet

2010-12-26T19:07:00.004+08:00

What poet composed
The poetry within us
Or creator supposed
That we would create

What love has waived
All terms and conditions
Or price has saved us
Our fall to fate

Tides

2010-11-02T22:41:00.002+08:00

Tides of time washed over her,
Corrosive as coarse acid,
And there she stood, like pale shards of rock
Jutting out of the ocean
Which once made up a great silver arch,
Rising majestically
Above the waters beneath,
And now they were no longer an arch
Instead, standing still
They did not quite know
What they were,
What they were supposed to be,
Or how to draw a line
Between the two.

Sense

2010-10-26T17:31:00.004+08:00

I am not going to pretend
I see any sense in living
But I can only try to live
As if time will be forgiving
And someday I will

Ecclesiastes 3:11

2010-10-09T20:57:00.004+08:00

Eternity set in our hearts -
Within our very beings -
Yet we cannot see
Beauty in its infinite form;
But only a negligible fraction
Of what is to be
And what is to come.

Belated

2010-10-08T22:56:00.004+08:00

I go through old photographs
To try and see into the emptiness you were
Hiding behind those eyes

I did not see the tears.

The warmth of the sun
Reminds me of that smile so long ago
Of a girl who once gave light to the world
But kept none for herself.

Marionettes

2010-09-26T22:00:00.006+08:00

Watch the marionette show -
See the broken-down beings
And their loosened strings
Beneath their painted poster faces

Disjointed wooden limbs
Stumble across the stage
Falling into one another's
Empty, careless rage

Watch them stumble,
Cry and crumble,
As they try
To stand on their own.

2010-09-24T15:15:00.001+08:00

She spoke of magic things and miracles;
The stretch of the sky,
And talked as if she was on her way
To something
Extraordinary,
Beyond the imagination
Of human hearts.

2010-09-04T01:08:00.007+08:00

The feeling that
There is more than this
Comes from the knowing
That this will never be enough

Heartache

2010-08-13T21:30:00.004+08:00

Who would steal it, unless she put it on display?
And who would ever want it,
Unless she gave it away?

Anyway,
She was certain if anyone
Broke her heart
They wouldn't find anything inside
For it was only empty

Survival of the fittest

2010-08-01T20:34:00.003+08:00

Glossy pages of photographs,
Thousands of words,
Drawn from the lengths of glossy lips
And their lipstick smiles.
Your features adapted
To the shape of
Skinny jeans and
The slant of stilettos,
Man-made pedestals
On which you perch precariously.
Your fragile body,
Contorted into angles
To fill the space between
You and them.

No Words

2010-07-25T21:34:00.004+08:00

I have no words to express
The complexity of what I do not feel
And that of what I cannot see
All I know for certain
Is the extent of what
I know nothing of

Directions

2010-06-29T20:48:00.005+08:00

They are given a box of faded crayons,
An outline of a picture;
Given all the freedom within a stencil,
Told not to colour out of the lines

They are up before the sun;
A weight upon their slumped shoulders,
As they learn to think inside a concrete box,
And trained to look forward

They hang their heads low,
Bowed towards open books;
Their eyes, underlined with shadows,
Look towards a brighter future

They stare up at the metal-scraped sky
And begin to climb upwards,
In search of a convenient deity,
A higher being than themselves

They reach the lonely peak,
Where their childhood dreams converged,
See nothing but a pretty view
And nowhere to go but down.

This is the age of poetry

2010-06-13T20:30:00.004+08:00

This is the age of poetry
Which doesn't make sense
Where people of the imperfect present
Speak in future perfect tense
Where people sing of world peace
And shout for worldly war
Where people spit on stone
Hold up paper, and call it law
Where people scream so loudly
They can't hear what they're saying
Where people sleep, with closed eyes
And dream instead of praying

Safekeeping

2010-05-20T21:12:00.004+08:00

She stores her heart for safekeeping
Stifles it with styrofoam
Deep down, where it is darkest

Where nobody likes to roam

Perimeters

2010-05-11T19:58:00.004+08:00

We live in a stencil,
Products of a graphite pencil
With which the perimeters
Of our souls are drawn

Pretty World

2010-05-03T20:21:00.005+08:00

Pretty girl
This pretty world
Is not big enough for your
Big world dreams

Pretty girl
This pretty world
Is not as pretty
As it seems

Friday Evening

2010-04-26T18:17:00.004+08:00

On a rainy Friday evening
When the sun has lost its meaning
Many lives walk down the street
Some barely touch, some never meet

They race along a circumference
In a reckless riot, indifference
Each step is one they have taken before
They want for nothing, need for more

Lives so often intercept
Nothing in this world common except
The only thing that they believe in
Is the air that that keeps them breathing

Beauty Tells Her Name To Me

2010-03-30T17:21:00.005+08:00

Beauty tells her name to me
She speaks it in a whisper
Everyday, to remind
Me that I have missed her

Beauty stroked the night today
Found a star to wish upon
Beauty sung in strains of rain
And spoke not of the sun

Beauty likes to play hide and seek
When she's not the seeker
Beauty dances in dying dreams
And I become her dreamer

Gravity

2010-03-10T19:24:00.005+08:00

Gravity strains, under earth's plight
To dampen airbourne wings
Yet there are few who ascend to flight
In search for greater things

The Lines We Draw

2010-02-06T19:40:00.004+08:00

Faces smothered in plastic paint
Enclosing, without exposing, fault lines
Which divide us into ourselves

When Nobody Hears

2010-01-25T00:06:00.002+08:00

Store tears in the attic of an empty heart
Closed eyes to a guise of princess gowns
Dilute emotion into abstract art
Dress up in yesterday's hand-me-downs

Let music mute your melancholy
And your soul trade away its sanity
Forsake mistake for inequity
Of pain, in vain, and vanity

Let pillows muffle exhales of emotion
Sleep every night on your tears
In a void of your own volition
Keep on thinking that nobody hears

Between Words

2009-12-12T17:22:00.001+08:00

She stabs her pen into the clouds
Bleeds grey into the straying shrouds
She sews words together with charcoal thread
Outlines the world in pencil lead

Raindrops sputter, dot the page
Smudge ink into an angsty rage
She tilts her head back to touch the sky
And blows the earth a kiss goodbye

Fairy Dust

2009-11-11T23:38:00.003+08:00

Night skies embroidered into a skillful tangle
Voices sink, smooth as satin
Above the stars that dare to dangle
In rhythm with the tune of latin

The broken breeze breaks love apart
To assist them in their dying dance
And slow, they sync in a silent art
Until the morning numbs their trance

As flames scorch the break of dawn
And turn time into golden rust
Outlining the blades of a lonely lawn
Are the remains of fairy dust

Battle Cries

2009-09-16T18:38:00.002+08:00

Hear, hear the battle cries
Beneath the empty, endless skies
Tears bleed red into the ground
Staining buried hope unfound
Souls streaked with sunken scars
Tracing the outline of fallen stars
That so long ago, once hung high
Taught the children how to fly

Hear, hear the battle cries
In a world shrouded in clouded lies
Starving children – collateral damage
Hungry in the hands of soulless savage
See, the child lying in the gutter
Another casualty of war, we utter
Lying in a wishful wait
Of the few that fight their fate

Hear, hear the battle cries
See the world through open eyes
Armed with all their hearts can afford
Broken in spirit, broken in sword
Blindly, they charge into the battlefield
With their body numbed; minds steeled
Still they cry, amidst the violence
Yet we sit still in a soundless silence

Does it?

2009-08-29T21:17:00.001+08:00

Does the world revolve around today
Does time collapse and fade away
Is life an endless depth we drown ourselves in?

Are we forced to live each day the same
Is time the taunt of an endless game
That nobody ever seems to win?

Is our world composed of the world itself
Or are we waiting, wanting something else
Are we really here on earth to stay?

Faraway

2009-06-23T10:40:00.007+08:00

Chasing lies and butterflies
So far away
She looks up into the empty skies
Where dreams once lay
With another day to rise
The sun sets on her sorrow
As time testifies of lies
Her heart is set on tomorrow
Placing hope in hope that dies
Waiting, come what may
The love behind a stranger's eyes
So far away

Reminiscence

2009-05-04T10:57:00.007+08:00

The violent vandals of the past
Engrave time into an iron cast
Revolves around timeless stains
Graffitied scars of empty pains
They haunt her into lonely dreams
Crippled cries and strangled screams
Yet her world is bare of sound
Stilled, she waits, to be found

What Is Love?

2009-04-25T14:27:00.004+08:00

Love is the face of a fallen angel
The breaking breath of a newborn child
In the fragile lace of a wedding dress
And the moment the morning sun smiled

I Smell The Rain

2009-04-25T14:22:00.006+08:00

It taints the breeze from a cloud away
It darkens the skies and dulls the day
Submerges earth into an ethereal trance
The skies are spun into a violent dance

It breaks the blue and soothes the sun
It falls the world into a stun
The early breath of morning's wake
Brings the hues the solemn clouds forsake

Stained Glass Windows

2009-04-02T16:24:00.003+08:00

Shattered glass stained
Into a perfect picture
Coloured pieces paned
Painted into the future

They blend into a fantasy
Of an artist's impression
The drained dream of reality
A beautiful confession

We taint our hearts with
Open lies, darkened shadows
Still we stare through
Our stained glass windows

Lies

2009-02-26T18:07:00.007+08:00

A kiss laced with poison
A stencil traced horizon
The beauty of disguise
Is another word for 'lies'

Heart In Hand

2009-02-11T19:54:00.006+08:00

They keep playing those lullabies
That she'll never understand
She faces every waking day
With her heart in hand

Disguised as love at first sight
Was a thief in the day
It doesn't take her by surprise
But it takes her breath away

Eeach heartbeat tempts her to
Abandon her will to survive
Twisted irony in the knowing
It's what's keeping her alive

She bleeds tears of scarlet
That dissolve into debt
She wills for the moments
For the time that she's wept

They keep playing those lullabies
That she'll never comprehend
She looks up to the endless skies
Wonders if it'll ever end

In One Moment

2009-01-30T21:25:00.005+08:00

She laughs.

The sun in her smile,
Stars in her eyes,
Linger a while,
Then return to the skies.

In one moment the sun disappeared
And the stars failed to grace the sky
In one moment only silence is heard
As they watched their only light die

Sun in her smile, stars in her eyes,
Blinded to their silent cries

One Seat

2009-01-17T09:54:00.006+08:00

One seat on the bus
One seat in election
One voice amidst
One human section

Now

2009-01-08T20:28:00.009+08:00

Verse 1:

Now, as you stand
Just hold out your empty hand
Now, as you fall
Won't you give Him your all

Chorus:

Now if you offer Him your only heart
He'll take it, lost or broken
Don't let it be torn apart
By tears and fears unspoken

Now will your empty hearts cry open
For the hope of another day
Will you dive into the moment
Let Him take your breath away

Take your breath away, now

Verse 2:

Now, as you cry out
With a passion that'll never die out
Now, as you're praising
Is it your life or hands you're raising

Romeo and Juliet

2009-01-03T16:48:00.004+08:00

When Romeo saw her across the floor
Was it love at first sight or another closed door
That forbade him through

When Juliet stood from the balcony
What made her fall, true love or gravity
Into a distant lullaby

When Romeo gently took her breath
Did he know he'd sung her into her death
Or blithely refused to believe it true

When Juliet whispered 'death do us part'
Didn't she know he already had her heart
He wasn't the first one to die

When Romeo saw her, pale as dead
He gave his soul to take her stead
It was no longer his to give

When Juliet saw her lover dead by knife
Who had all of her, except her life
And with him false will to live

Was there ever a tale of such woe
As of Juliet and her Romeo?

Even If

2008-12-13T10:44:00.009+08:00

Even if global warming doesn't kill us
If we don't die from the heat
There's still 7 million children in South Africa
Who don't have enough to eat

Even if all the animals are fed
And given a proper home
There's still 100 million children
Who've never had one of their own

Even if we develop an AIDS vaccination
Or discover a cure for cancer
When it comes to life, half the world is
Still looking for the answer

Even if we know we're already saved
And we wear that smile on our face each day
That half of the world isn't headed to heaven
Just because they don't know the way

Each Day

2008-12-11T13:48:00.005+08:00

Each day, a little girl's unanswered prayer
Takes her a little further into the nowhere
She's always known, she's on her own

Each day, she sings a song of whispery cries
The silent sound of broken lullabies
Lull her to sleep, hear her weep

Each day, she returns to an empty home
As she slowly steps into the unknown
See her fears, her transparent tears

Each day, she holds the pieces of her heart
To keep it together, and when they start
To mend, they're torn apart again

Each day, she dances to life's changing tune
Instead of school in the afternoon
In exchange, she's begging for change

She's begging for change.

Answers

2008-12-05T21:53:00.005+08:00

With unsteady fingers, I pull at every string
Slowly, surely, to see what each would bring
Until they speak so loud they paralyse me dumb
'Til my fingers are frozen numb

The wire cuts deep into my skin
Sounding a melody from deep within
With every breath, a broken sigh
A rose thorn in each lullaby

Pain looms deep within every love
Yet people fall without a shove
They jump knowing that they'll hit ground
Searching; in doubt that it'll ever be found

Some people search but never find
The one, true reason behind
Why people play dice with chances:
We're all just looking for the answers

The Jetty

2008-11-22T16:50:00.004+08:00

Above the silvery seaside caves
The whitest seagulls soar
Silver sequins dust the waves
As they touch the shore

The salty early morning breeze
Passes by in different shades
It hums in tune with the trees
As the gold of dawn fades

The whispery ripples of the sea;
Each passing wave a sigh
A fast, uneven symphony
Or an endless lullaby

The horizon marks eternity's end
And paradise's stretch
Where the ocean seems to bend
As far as the eye can fetch

To the left, the waves are broken
By jagged rocks beneath
With each crash, a new fate awoken;
They to a new tide bequeath

Streets Of Life

2008-11-14T11:02:00.002+08:00

I walk upon the streets of life
Bearing only my name and face
Free from past pain and strife
Towards an unknown place

I walk upon the streets of life
With nothing to my name
I left behind all my strife
Not knowing what it became

I walk upon the streets of life
Dead but with life, carefree
Behind me, I saw a stranger’s strife
That was strife because of me

I walk upon the streets of life
My face was but a blank
I met a stranger with my strife
Whom I had to thank

He offered me again the gift of life
I received it again with glee
Knowing full well the pain and strife
I’d have to suffer for thee

Cold As Stone

2008-10-23T23:10:00.002+08:00

The world compressed into metal;
Yearning convenience;
Cold as stone

Music pounds into their heads;
Submerged in transience;
A world of their own

People communicate through pixels;
Abandoning affection;
They speak alone

The earth revolves around satellites;
Seeking connection;
To places unknown

Taking refuge in virtual dimensions;
Reality in parts;
Illusion on loan

Misled by the shiny screens;
Trading their hearts;
Cold as stone

An Artist

2008-10-23T23:09:00.001+08:00

I sculpt imaginations with paper
Into life
They fly;
I am an artist.

I breathe music with objects
Into silence
They cry;
I am an artist.

I paint colours with movement
Into monochrome
They shine;
I am an artist.

I capture visions with masks
Into darkness
They smile;
I am an artist.

I dream generations with words
Into earth
They rise;
I am an artist.

The Mannequin

2008-10-23T20:45:00.001+08:00

She stands behind the glass
With her plastic face
Figures move with the wind
But lessen their pace
As they pause to look
With a stone-like stare
Then carry on, passing by
She was never there

Paled by conformity
Stiffened by pride
The soul behind her
Eyes have died
She wears a costume
On short-term loan
She bears a fashion
Not of her own

With empty words, she's
Begged and pleaded
Calloused with time
Fear succeeded
Her eyes are grey
Her mouth half open
A tiny gap formed
By tears unspoken

Poseur by day
A shadow at night
The passing silhouettes
Fade out of sight
She stands behind the glass
In the store display
She puts on a plastic smile
Her heart hidden away

Your Story

2008-10-03T16:42:00.002+08:00

I come to Him now bringing
One more life worth living
Now I have a song worth singing
I offer a heart worth giving

Not going to whisper worship as
A secret, going to shout it out
So everyone will know what He has
Done and what it's all about

And now, my soul will sing
Surrenders to the only name
I'd ever give my everything
Burning for the consuming flame

And even when the people fall
Still we stand, in Your glory
We give our breath, our every all
To tell the world your story

Tears in this Storm

2008-10-02T15:30:00.004+08:00

There are tears in this storm
Don't you see the people weeping
The clouds hang low and heavy
In the silence the darkness creeping

The lightning strikes, the people stand
And stare in their wonder
The cries of the unloved girl
Dissolve into the thunder

So blind, we look right through
Her tears, we see a smile
On the shallow surface
It only lasts for a while

Everyone's too busy running
Running around for shelter
But still she stands in the rain, waiting
Waiting for it to melt her

There are tears in this storm
Don't you see the people weeping
They cry out through the rain
But still this world is sleeping

One More Fallen

2008-09-24T19:18:00.005+08:00

The love she never got
In her tears
With nothing left
To hide her fears
She blames herself
for her existence
The past tells her
To keep her distance
Dissapointed hope of
A childhood broken
By simple words
Left unspoken
A mannequin
In a store display
She poses with her
Heart hidden away
Cries into pillows
To plastic walls
No one sees this angel
As she falls

Every Moment

2008-09-20T22:57:00.004+08:00

Every moment is a dream
Regardless of how real they seem
With time, recollections may be wrong
Memories only last so long
Souvenirs often get misplaced
Best moments will always be displaced
Gold trophies will start to rust
Diaries sit still in its dust
Photos will fold, crease and tear
You'd never know you were even there
Soon the moment fades away
For another dream another day

Eternity

2008-09-13T19:54:00.005+08:00

When the stars dissolve into dust
When the mountains start to rust
When the sun eclipses into space
When all life on earth loses pace
When land is consumed in burning
When the wheels of time stop their turning
When the earth falls into its grave
And with it, falls it's every slave

Imaginary Lines

2008-08-27T18:18:00.005+08:00

You can't see it
But you know it's there
You can't touch it only
Feel it in the air

A tiny gap in reasoning
Now too large a void to fill
Separating the past and present
Consequence against will

Compromise only meets
At the halfway mark
No going beyond the boundaries
Because we can't see in the dark

We can close our eyes
And try to wish it all away
But it always remains
For another day

It marks the furthest we have been
And the furthest we can go
We can't step across it now
Like we could so long ago

And we can keep smiling
Pretend everything is fine
Keep pretending that
I didn't draw that line

A Chance

2008-08-13T15:41:00.004+08:00

It's an undefined future
Life is only what you make it
When you're not given a chance
It's your cue to take it

Beautiful

2008-08-04T17:22:00.006+08:00

The world sees her eyes
And the shame deep within
How can beauty be found
In so much sin
Held down by an
Unbreakable chain
The wounds of
Yesterday remain
Her scars play proof:
Words cut like a knife
Evidence of suffering
Of meaningless strife
Deep down inside
Her soul is bleeding
While she tells herself
It's not worth needing
With one last blow
She stumbles to the ground
The weight of the world
Pushing her down
She crawls before the throne
So torn and so pitiful
But He calls her by name
Tells her she's beautiful

Deep

2008-07-28T18:21:00.004+08:00

Deeper than I've ever been
I see a darkness I've never seen
Empty echoes return my cries
Escape, before the last light dies
When it fades away into the black
I'll know that there's no turning back
No rewinding, no compromise
In the end, my tears, their lies
Promises I was trusted to keep
Wishing I hadn't gone this deep

Sunday Morning

2008-07-20T21:30:00.008+08:00

It's a Sunday morning, I'm sitting in church
My mind wanders off but my soul's left in the lurch
Singing the same old songs, that's already lost their tune
Waiting for a voice, hoping it'd come soon
The drumbeat in rhythm with my steady pulse
There's just me and Him now; nobody else
My ears are open, but my heart is closed
Sealed by secrets hidden, lies unexposed
The music in the background, playing so loud
I can't even hear my voice above the crowd
I'm waiting for a signal, waiting for a sign
Thinking about life's meaning - still searching for mine
I close my eyes, and I start to pray:
Show me a reason - show me a way
All of the music, all of the noise
Drowned out by His words, His calling, His voice
It had always been ringing, at the back of my head
But I chose not to listen, instead

I chose not to listen, instead.

The Painting

2008-07-19T16:52:00.004+08:00

Like the world
Is encased in glass
I stare through the window
Watching it pass
It seems to be fading
As the colours run
Into the deep grey
That blinds the sun
Falling, like tears
Of the earth
Like a death awaiting
It's second birth
The outside seems
To slowly dissolve
Melting away
Without resolve
Yet soon the cloud of
Mist is thinning
Seems the start of
A new beginning
The earth washed clean
Of every stain
A beautiful painting
In this rain

After The Storm

2008-07-08T17:40:00.001+08:00

After the storm, loud and violent
The trees are asleep, the jungle is silent
As the last shade of grey slowly dies
The fresh cool of the morning breeze sighs
Light paints the sky, high above the thickets
The sun heralded by the hum of crickets
By the hanging mist, the air tainted hazy
In the distance, the bird's tune is lazy
As they sing their cheerful chorus
That echoes all throughout the forest
After the storm, loud and violent
The trees are asleep, the jungle is silent

One Step

2008-07-03T18:28:00.006+08:00

One step more – trying to walk
Out of sand that’s sinking
Without hesitation, without resolution
With only senseless thinking
I'm ready to jump, with nothing but hope
Because how do you ever know
For sure, that someone’s waiting
As you fall, to catch you below

Lost (and Found)

2008-05-30T13:17:00.004+08:00

Wandering aimlessly, she can’t find her way
She struggles just to get through each day
She walks unprotected, surrounded by strangers
Misled by their tales, unaware of their dangers
Never knowing what’s around the corner
In this land of life, feeling like a foreigner
Holding a map that’s upside down
As she tries to find her way around
Filling an empty void with air
Running after mirages that aren’t really there
Lost amidst the flurry of voices and faces
Searching for answers in all the wrong places

In the distance is a familiar light
Shining on, forever bright
And she, as the darkness is fleeing
Runs to the light, tired of being
Trapped by herself, lost in her thought
In the unknown, chased and caught
She returns to the path, the rightful way
Not willing to be led astray
Once blinded by darkness, now she can see
A slave to the world, but now she’s free
Tormented by sin, now she’s safe and sound
She was once lost, but now she’s found

The Poet

2008-05-23T16:40:00.001+08:00

Imagination is her toy
Her unending hope, her lasting joy
She’s lost in a daydream, caught up in emotion
Blind to the world, oblivious to motion
Yet everything around captures her attention
Her pen runs solely on inspiration
Her eyes reflect illusions unseen
They speak in the silence, they dance in a dream
Like an artist without paint
Time halts to a stop; reality is faint
The paper is her canvas; the pen, her brush
Thoughts fill her mind in a sudden rush
In her mind, her work is an art
She’s a girl on the outside, but a poet at heart

Seasons

2008-05-03T21:44:00.002+08:00

Summer holds the flowers ransom
In their flower bud disguises
They start to bloom, start to blossom
When early signs of spring arises

Spring marks the start of new beginning
Every plant at its peak
Soon the light of spring is dimming
And for another soon to seek

The dark death of the colourful spring
The falling autumn leaves mourn
But as the autumn winds soon bring
When it fades, a new season is born

The winter brings forth loss of lives
And white snow falling without reason
Not a single plant survives
Through the harsh wintery season

And so this seasonal cycle repeats
Each with their own form and feature
As far as this goes, nothing defeats
The simple, unchangeable force of nature

My Unabridged Story

2008-04-29T15:19:00.003+08:00

The chapters of an untold tale
With an unknown ending
Its history set in stone
No time or space for mending
Here lie these uncovered words
In their untouched glory
For here are the pages of
My unabridged story

Charade

2008-04-17T21:26:00.003+08:00

Playing those childish games
Of make-believe and pretend
When is this artificiality
Finally going to end
You force a strained smile
But I can see it in your eyes
You’re worn from all the drama
Suffocated by the lies
The misunderstandings
The false betrayals
The fallacy of all
These pretense-woven tales
The debris left behind
Of friendships made
Tired of all these games
Sick of this charade

Nobody Knows

2008-04-05T11:12:00.001+08:00

Deceiving exteriors
As pride engulfs fear
In relation to her true emotions
The difference is sheer
The ability to smile
With a broken heart
While on the inside
She’s falling apart
Invisible tears
She’s silently crying
That smile she’s trying to sell
Nobody’s buying
She walks with poise and dignity
So seemingly composed
But how she truly feels inside
Nobody knows

Secrets

2008-03-26T17:55:00.002+08:00

The voices unheard
The little white lies
The symphony of
Broken lullabies
The whispery silence
Of things awoken
The words kept aside
Left unspoken
Darkness into light
Exposing the forbidden
Some secrets are
Meant to be hidden

Beauty Doesn't Last

2008-03-20T20:22:00.004+08:00

Roses wilt and die
Memories fade away
The sunset to mark
The end of every day

Stories have an ending
A final conclusion
Most fairytales are just
A passing illusion

The most precious moments
Seem to go by so fast
In the world we live in
Beauty doesn’t last

I'm trying to write a Poem

2008-03-15T11:34:00.005+08:00

I’m trying to write a poem
But my mind is a blank
I can’t think of words to express
Just how I feel in frank
It’s been a while, I think
As I glance at the time
I try to think but cannot find
Just the words to rhyme
I look around, looking for
A spark of inspiration
I’m having trouble with
My imagination
Second by minute, minute by hour
As I stare at the clock
I f there’s one thing I hate
It’s a writer’s block

A Second Personality

2008-02-28T20:48:00.004+08:00

Hiding behind a delusive mask
First impressions never last
A secret kept, a secret hidden
Once unknown, once forbidden
A shadow in the dark, waiting for light
The difference between day and night
My invisible reality
My second personality

Tomorrow

2008-02-17T18:21:00.004+08:00

Time goes by
Passing so fast
Tomorrow is a chance
To learn from our past

Today is the yesterday
Of tomorrow
We shouldn’t waste it
In regret and sorrow

Don’t waste time counting
The number of tears shed
Live for tomorrow
Look on ahead

Falling

2008-02-15T22:39:00.002+08:00

Down an endless unknown she was falling
She cried for help, God heard her calling
She had her heart filled with lies of hope
Clinging on to threads, when God gave her a rope
She felt so lost, so lonely, so scared
She kept falling, in the darkness, thinking nobody cared
Wondering if she would ever land, and wondering where
But all she had to do was take the rope that was always there