Saturday, April 25, 2009

that moonless night

that moonless night
when the stars dont have to shun the moonlit
when the stars have shine so bright
when the stars have made known their existence which have ceased in the galaxy aeon ago

that moonless night
when it doesnt seem to be there
when its presence was still felt through the surging tides
when all was heard was the withering of the sea and the retreating of the waves

that moonless night
when i use to miss the absence of it
when i no longer yearn for the moon that hangs beyond reach
when i finally realise everything shouldnt be like this

cause you are as beautiful as the moon

Friday, April 17, 2009

Susan Boyle
very touching voice.
humble, down-to-earth and genuine person.
amazing, suprising and inspiring.
thats Susan Boyle, the biggest hit in town.

she is the new definition for beauty. beautiful person with a beautiful voice. of course, its all from within. one look at her, people thought she is just oh-well-just-another-plain-jane but i promise you she so much more than that. those who fail to see are the people with an abnormally high level of superficiality(cause i not going to be like those i-so-sacred people to proclaimed that looks doesnt matter. people tend to be superficial to some extent, whether you like it or not). those are the people who could only associate beauty with a hot body and bewitching, cute or dazzling (you name it) face.

even somebody with an intelligence of 5 years old could tell that those wont last. people change, character, mentality, figure, looks, in which figure and looks usually won't outlive the other two. unless we talking about comestic surgery, botox, other outrageous chemicals some woman deem fit to be applied on the face and not to forget, those unorthodox methods to stay skinny and young "forever". dont they ever realise how miserable and pathetic they are.

yes, i get pissed off easily whenever i touched on this topic. people who know my past should understand why. well, people just have to be given a big smack in the head to wake them up. some have to look into the mirror before they pass judgement on others facial features. for those who fall into the gorgeous hunks and babes category, congrats, cause looks is still undeniably a vital asset. however, that doesnt give you the right to ridicule others of their natural look. if its the presentation, the dress sense or the foolishness in the face that you are laughing at, its totally acceptable. but laughing at something that couldnt be change, at least not without making radical decision or having to wake up at some unearthly hour, is a sin.

whoever have the power to determine if you are going to be pretty or handsome doesnt grant you the advantage to bully the less privilege. how could one bring himself/herself to destroy the fragment of pride the inferiors hold on to so dearly. do they know how much it hurts. guess they dont. human are able to be differentiated from beast cause they protect and help those who are weaker. those beastly acts of taunting and nasty name-calling, should not be condone.

enough of me. recently becoming such a nag. just look around you, who are the ones that are helpful, kind and friendly without having a hidden agenda?

i don't care if they think i am uncouth or "un-girlish". i am truly who i am regardless of what they think. why do people have to be restricted by social norms. norms are not law to be adhere to, i am not going to let it dictate my life. i refuse!

Monday, April 13, 2009


i did something wrong today again...

attempted to coax someone into stepping a land filled with conspicuous mines but it was done hastily. she is not yet blindfolded by the thing call trust. nobody has ever been so willing to step on those mines as it would only reveals the mess that all try so hard to conceal.

since young, people detest any sight of repulsiveness, and is even more reluctant to be deem as one of the hideous. the uglies know it all and wish they weren't the imperfect imperfect. the beauties sympathise but never being able to emphathise. in the end, people could only spin a cocoon to protect themselves. however, beneath the layers of thread still rest the hideous.

man believed that shadows lurk at night. indeed, many monsters known to man worshipped the night. its darkness possesses the power to proliferate the inhumanity and awaken the unsightly. those in the cocoon have been living in obscurity all these while, and will find themselves being engulf by the darkness some day.

this is a contest to see whose light could burn the longest in its surrounding. will i give in to the dark, or will i sparkle. i have no idea. all i know is one more false move and i will be the one to be surrounded by mines, the one to be disintegrate. no cocoon could save me...

speak with cautious..

Friday, April 10, 2009


the hatred, the contempt and the lack of rational thinking.

when people let emotions get hold of them, their actions become illogical and irresponsible. they would not weigh the consequences of their actions. they think they could get away with it, or maybe not, but they just felt an urge to take revenge. each time, these foolish actions would only transpire into regrets. still, theres no getting rid of these emotions. a vengeful soul can reside even in the most frail and innocent looking shell.

but, why would one go through so much hassle just to seduce the devil? more often than not, the devil, with his provocative smile and mellow voice, will whisper and prompt one to have a taste of the "sweet" revenge.

but in the end, she will only find herself in the wrong side of the law...

why do people see the need to complicate things?

Saturday, April 4, 2009






Thursday, April 2, 2009

so, please...

am i still who i am? do i still have what it takes?

why do i feel so trapped inside an hourglass, where all i could do is to watch the trickling sand burys me, slowly taking away my life? yet, i remain hopeful each day, waiting for somebody to turn the hourglass, saving me from the agony.

but, how long will the wait be? waiting has never been mine forte. i need to prove something to myself, promptly. though so, feeling self-content was barely sufficient, i need acknowledgement.

i do not wish to be over reliant but i am not ready to be independent. so, please guide me.
if you see me falter, do not reprimand me, for i will fall deeper. so, please correct me.
if you see that i am accomplished, do not praise me, for i will be overwhelmed by pride. so, please just encourage me.

maybe, i will wander very far off track if i were not being rein in. so, please do not wait till i on the verge of the valley of regrets. by then, it will be too late for salvation. i do not wish to be covered with countless wounds before you notice me.

finally, i will learn to be more disciplined but its exhaustive. so, please be patient with me, for i am silly and disheartening at times.

thanks for listening to my lament(: