The day you called to play

I remember I once told you
On the day you called to play
Do not make me lose the game
And feel really sad one day

And yet you decided to triumph
By not speaking a single thing
Put on yr crown and laughed out loud
“Ha-ha, I am the king!”

A block of wood, I thought you were
And still I’m thinking that now
I am your servant, I am your slave
“Oh hail oh hail” I bow

I thought about the unplanted kiss
How foolish I had been
And yet I feel so lucky
Escaping troubles unforeseen

Your image, vivid in my mind
Has lost, though, all its color
It feels so empty, black and white
In that lonely parlor

You’ve not yet spoken, I don’t understand why
It’s your way of gloat, I guess
And yet my heart, you’d taken away
Still loves you no other less

Oh haul your majesty! Oh hail oh hail!

When spring arrives

its spring.winter's over.
ice turns back into water.
the river rushes.
as it hits a sharp rock.
bleeding.

This Valentine

I wandered over the ocean
Searching for the sea
I’ve seen so many faces
Yet not a glimpse of me

Your pictures all over my wall
Hung to, by a tact
It seems that I’m denying
The cold and cruel fact

That you are gone and you are lost
At somewhere far away
The calendar’s torn, the clocked tricked
There goes another day

The day you went, I cannot forget
My present to you, a kiss
But you went off not even leaving
A goodbye that I’ll miss

This valentine, I was alone.

The Notebook and The Stars

look at the notebook and think of the stars,
close your eyes and im right there where you are.
feel my cuddles, my hugs, embrace,
remember my smiles, my eyes, my face.

the rosy cheeks and hazel eyes,
will miss you, when to china you fly.
even though we're not together,
our hearts still link from now to forever.

so when you're sad, don't you frown
cause i am sure to be there when you're down.
stand up tall, lift your head high,
i'll promise you that i wouldn't cry.

the test of time, of people, of us,
we have to take it, let's not fuss.
we decide our fate, it lies in our hands,
do not crush it, or it'll turn into sand.

my eyes are teary, i do not deny,
they won't come out, i told you i'd try.
your lovely lips, your tender kiss,
oh, these little things i'll miss.

think of the notebook and look at the stars,
close my eyes and you're right there where i think you are.

I miss you

since I was young, I’ve been taught and learnt
that there's someone out there just for you.
but right now I beg to differ
to keep waiting would mean being a fool

cause I believe that that person will show
some fast and sooner than others
but stoning with eyes closed, lips pursed
you'll miss out your sisters and brothers

the great guys whom you missed along the way
may not be the perfect man
and the wonderful dudettes you've overlooked
may not look that grand

they may not be the person you'll put the ring on the finger
nor the one that you'd say "I do" to
but they're the ones you'd go out with
to play bowling, sing k and pool

they are the ones who set you free
mentally and emotionally
so it’s ok if you feel like crying
once its them you see

I can’t believe my chance is slipping away
the opportunity to be with them
oh why must the holiday be so short and
with homework filling our hands

I miss you all, I really do
oh, I don’t want to go back to school
but maybe the landmark of grey won’t be so grey
if only I had you.

Singapore

Singapore
A little dot on the map
Where on humid days
You would really need a cap

It is funny to think
Even as small as it is
To accomplish great tasks
Given to it

It just seems
So ecstatic to me
Singapore, my country
How major it can be

The merlion there
Standing proud and tall
A symbol of our country
Lion city, that’s what we call

Singapore, my land
My home, my country
You know I love you
And I know, you love me

Dumped

You won’t know till you felt it
The complexity of a guy’s mind
I just do not understand
The existence of the human kind

Where emotions of anger live
Happiness and sad too
Love and jealousy and heartaches
Boo hoo hoo

Tangled, twisted and cramped
In our head is the brain
Which in biology class
We learn it’s what keeps us sane

I have been taught from young
That our eyes show us what we want to see
But now that I want to see your thoughts
My eyes start betraying me

You said you wanted me
A thousand, millions of times
You wanted to be my boyfriend
I know now that it were all lies

Cause when I said yes to you
You told me you had a change of heart
You no longer had feelings for me
And thus you want to part

My heart is shredded
Torn, stabbed and killed
It was cut, sliced and disfigured
Beaten, pureed and grilled

I have come thus far
Though having lost my bearings
It really just show that
Without you I’m a bird still happily singing

Mathematics Stink

Mathematics, you stink,
You ought to be washed in the sink!
You shouldn’t be made,
Yes that’s what I said,
You’re no better off to be ice-lemonade!

Mathematics, you stink,
Without you my cash register still ‘ching’!
You think you’re a dove,
One that is loved,
Well, you’re not when you’re on my turf!

Mathematics, you stink,
You are a stupid Viking!
With a crazy huge hat,
And your belly so damn fat,
Just nice for my little cat to scratch!

Mathematics, you stink,
You ought to disappear with a blink!
I want to kick you in the ass,
Turn you into gas,
I just don’t know why people say you’re the best!

Rmun Haiku

Last day of RMUN
was really nice and funny,
France and his Haikus.

Talked bout refugees
in promise land north korea,
bombed to make more space.

For the world's people
who overpopulates it,
so its a problem.

One solution is
for people to live in space,
Males Mars; girls Venus.

Under the ruling
of superb Costa Rica,
Queen of Universe!

My neopets

These cute little animals,
With their wings and horn on the head.
They look like innocent deers,
But are unicorns instead.

The cute little horn sticking out,
Might look a little funny, yes.
But what’s deep inside them,
Is the small mind full of mess.

With fluffy wings behind them,
Yes they must be the Unis,
How majestic they look in the wild,
They must a whole load of beauties.


Hiding behind a tree,
Must be the playful Kacheek.
Going with their fluffy tail,
Must be their cute white tummy.

Different colors painted on them,
Red, blue, green and yellow.
What an energetic lot,
Of little monstrous fellow.

A cheerful smile of theirs,
Cheekily hiding here and there.
Under, behind and hidden,
Camouflage they normally wear.


The curly tail of the Mynci,
With its little huge bald head.
Large eyes that sparkle in the light,
It tells you his spirit isn’t dead.

As agile as any other monkeys,
The Mynci is always.
Seemed to be the king of them,
When it moves in the sunlight rays.

Moving here and there,
Never stopped to rest.
Behold the king of monkeys,
Who will always be the best.