26/1 Midnight

Midnight. The clock strikes.
Tick, tick, tick. Tick, tick, tick.
The children sleep, parents’ delights.
Tick, tick, tick. Tick, tick, tick.

Midnight, the bell sounds.
Ring, ring, ring. Ring, ring, ring.
Women are comparing their pounds.
Ring, ring, ring. Ring, ring, ring.

Midnight, the wolf cries.
Howl, howl, howl. Howl, howl, howl.
The robber escapes, winks and lies.
Howl, howl, howl. Howl, howl, howl.

Midnight, the silence.
Hush, hush, hush. Hush, hush, hush.
Put an end to all the violence.
Hush, hush, hush. Hush, hush, hush.

The Cold Wind

The wind blows a chilling tale,
Of a man and a woman along this road.
They hold hands and whisper, faces pale,
For with the other hand, oh, the other hand is cold.

As they walk down the path, the man sees,
A tree bearing fruit, slightly out of reach.
The man bends forward, gets down on his knees,
One hand outstretched, for that wonderful peach.

The woman too, sees something else on the way,
It is not the tree that interests her, it is the shiny ring.
Hanging precariously, the ring starts to sway,
The woman looks up and starts jumping and missing.

The hands grow tired, they leave each other,
The pink peach for the man, the ring for the woman.
As they attain what they seek, oh what a bother,
The ring is a imitation, the lovely peach, already rotten.

As they turn back, eyes for each other again,
Oh what a shame, for they have gone blind.
For time passes when looking for personal gain,
For what you have lost you will never find.

The wind blows a chilling tale,
Of a man and a woman along this road.
I hope my friends, that you cherish without fail,
For when you look away, they grow old.


Sorry for the inactivity, school has been a hell of a thing to go through with.

Poem of 1/6

Heaven has placed near, a red stain,
Someone to cause me hurt and pain.
After a while, he starts to wane,
Not saying anything profane.
Learning to love thy enemy,
Live against the majority.
There is always a remedy,
For the cold, sick, bad and deadly.

Poem of 30/5

For my own cause, revenge is sweet.
I want to kill and eat their meat.
To see their face, hear their defeat,
To see them cower, feels quite neat.
But oh, my morals limit me,
My conscience, a string holding me,
What can I do to make you see,
Truly want to make you happy.

Poem of 28/5

Raindrops are falling on my head,
Like explosive bombs, ready-made.
Even as they hit, I still stayed,
Looking at the trees as they swayed.
Raindrops are falling on my hand,
Like works of nature, just as planned.
I shiver, but I still pretend,
To be collected as I stand.
Raindrops are falling on my foot,
Like the angels were told to shoot.
“Where are you?”, the answer is moot,
I am here, I am staying put.

Poem of 27/5

My heart is filled with emotion,
Rising as you state your notion:
“Dread comes with premonition,
I fear this is my last motion.”

My eyes open up, disbelief,
My eyes water up, in grief.
I close my eyes and see a leaf,
Dropping to the floor, then a “whiff”!

I open my mouth, calmly say,
“I refuse, it is not your last day!
If I were propose, if I may,
Hold on to me now, pray and stay.”

“Love flows like a waterfall,
Free for anyone, free for all.”
You open your eyes and stand tall,
Wings appear as you heed His call.

Poem of 26/5

Standing outside the theatre,
Waiting for angels to appear.
I see a light striking fire,
My circumstances were dire.

I start to run from them and flee,
Their almighty arms blocking me.
Heaven knows why, I start to see,
Angels singing a melody~

EDIT: Thanks Jingle for nominating me in

Thursdays Poets’ Rally Week 44 ( May 19 – May 25, 2011)

Poem of 25/5

My senses have been turned on by you
Leaving me dazed without a clue
Thinking: “Am I one of a few
That knows and loves you through and through?”

P.S. I swear I have a knack for love poems…

Poem of 24/5

Sliding across the room with me,
Dancing our fears away with glee~
As I face her black eyes and see,
A lone girl with no family~

My arms wrap around her small waist,
She looks at me, utter distaste.
“What have I done in my haste?”,
Thoughts as she runs from my embrace…

Two days. How many more? (: