No Shouting(s) Anymore

It seemed as easy as 1 2 3
to walk out of the door.
Yet like a magnet, repelled away,
cant stand shoutings anymore!

Pulling my hair and scratching my head.
I know not what to do
except sitting on a bench downstairs
and acting like a fool.

I thought and thought and nothing came out,
i feel as bad as ever.
Tears of anger, of sadness and fear
din't come out as i remember.

Slashed out my phone and watched some videos
in attempt to cheer myself up.
It worked really miraculously
until my dad called to harp.

"Come home now!" "Oh whatever~"
Damn! That did not help.
I feel like a plankton, small and green
stuck in a stupid kelp.

"Arghs!" I cried, "What do i do?"
I ignored my dad's call.
I picked my self up and decided to eat
at causeway point mall.

Eating fish zinger, i felt much better
until my dad's sms came.
He was mad and fustrated still
and it made me feel the same.

I lost my appetite, like i said i would,
and gave weile leftovers.
I went to the mrt, am on the way home.
My hands empty, no clovers.

In my rush, i forgot to thank
my lovely friend, Shaoheng.
He stood by me and did console.
My fortune to have him, so 'heng'

Of course over here, i cannot forget
Weile, my little brother.
Without him, at IMM, i'm still at,
forced to be stuck with father.

And so there i was, walking back home,
thinking of possibilities.
Will they be at home, feeling annoyed,
or will they be full of worries?

Inserting the key, opening the gate,
pushing ajar, the door.
I took a peek, praying hard
for no shoutings anymore.

what should i write about?

what should i write about?
no inspiration coming here.
it seems to have nothing better to do
except for going out with peers.

my mind cant come out with anything
its blank and white and blah
come on think! shit mygrain!
work the brain juice larh!

type type type and press press press
push your muscled finger
all the time spent in the gym
what did you do, linger?

arh! this aint working! how to write like this?
with the most genius coconut
oh i know, the root of problem
is cause im using my butt.

so i went to the begining to rewrite my start
and ended reading the rest
wow what a poem i've already wrote
oh butt you are the best!

Love is like...

an ice-cream? an ice-cube? cool drink??

they mean nothing if there is no heat.
as i cool myself down,
from the warmth deep within,
my mind no longer thinks of you.

i'm no longer at the bridge
durians makes one, anyone, heaty and sick.
i do not want that.

here at my own table,
enjoying my holidays and you are forgotten.
Far Far Away,
not in terms of distance but from my mind

you drifted away when the cool icy chilly wind howls across my face
with a tissue in my hands
to stop the fluid of my ey..nose
from coming out

i bid you goodbye as you disintergrate in front of me
Never to appear again

it is the fault of global warming
this june in summer is awefully cold
as i pull up a blanket to get a little warm
and a cup of coaco, to replace you, is more than sufficient

Comeprehension

We laugh and play, and smile all day,
except for a wednesday in May.
We forgot our work, we did a wrong,
and made your face go long.

We want the sun back, the glow from your face,
so its english we'll (try to) ace.
So to erase all forsaken tension,
We promise to do all our comprehension.

I'm thinking of you time and again

i'm thinking of you time and again
a second less would make me insane
a kiss to send a thousand miles away
will still reach its destination one fine day

a hug so warm will never cool down
a face so cheery won't turn to a frown
the stars are shinning bright in the sky
shows how the days go by and by

?

i was wondring how long i must wait.
tothink there is one other year ahead.
it seems so far, it seems so long.
is this right or is this wrong?

is this worth it? am i wasting my time?
such heartaches cant be cured with a dime.
would you be right here? are you the one for me?
you feel so invisible, oh why can't i see?

is my heart still open? or is it all sealed up
with a kiss and a dollar, maybe a hotdog pup?
do you love me? do i even love you?
if that is so, why am i having the blues?

i ask alot of questions, yes that i know.
is there something wrong with cupid's bow?
did it shoot the wrong arrows and to us they hit?
then draw us closer till the day we meet?

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.