the childbirth

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting by ilsebatten

The childbirth
The agony crying
The job of population
The women suffer
Just the guys can smoke cigars

When the time arrives
The labour pains and the crazy times
Decision must be made

Caesarean or natural flow?
The sharp knife or natural pain?
The agony and sweat
Calling names just to forget

Cutting belly one or two
In later years it shouldn't try
No more children what will the guys say?
Short cut affairs or mistresses on the side?

Caesarean when you want to pinpoint date
Exact moment to coincide with somebody's life
Believing it can bring good start in harmony
Of life you wish for the new baby

Sometimes it is the fear
Of the natural birth of labour pain
Pushing it hard tearing up all the reserves
You can't stand it when pain rips the mind

It isnt easy to deliver babies
To populate the world to renew generation
Marriage isnt for the babies
It is for a woman and a man
To be united and float as one
Babies are the bonus
Taking much of the times

it is just that..........

life must go on by nunui

Life must go on
When setbacks occur
It is just that.........
Letting you know

The brake of a journey
Feel the moment don't cry
It isn't the end
it is just that
You have to move on

The hardship isn't a finality
You mustn't fall for the trick
The journey of a life
It is like a traffic light

It is just that......
People forget
Chasing materialistic wants
Forgetting about compassion
Forgetting about giving alms
They tell you economy is bad

Life must go on
The brake of a journey
It is just that....
Letting you know

the silence of birds

The silence of birds
The little birdies gone
Release them into the open
A new beginning a new generation

I dont know about the lonely birdie
I dont hear the tweeting this morning
I dont see the parenting birds flying in
So I guess the poor fellow gone to the ground

The prowling cats may have eaten it
On the ground when it learns to fly
The silence in my garden
The little birdies gone

A new generation may come
Searching for a place to nest
And my garden will be noisy again
When the small birds flying in

as the light changes

Dark and Light by Bearfaced

As the light changes
Bright light goes out to heaven
Leaving the darkness
For the unsavory characters

Don't you never learn?
Bad company getting you
Into the realm of neon lights
Mesmerising the eyes
You get hooked you can't decide

In the watering holes
The blasting music eroding etiquette
Bad company brings you down
Into the realm of make believe

As the light changes
You wake up all dignity gone
Pills popping mixing drinks
Bad company full of regrets

show solidarity to agree

When a decision is made
For the collective good of the state
It is best that who had disagreed
To show solidarity to agree

Thrashed it out in inter-party meetings
Raining dissatisfaction claiming of prior agreement
It is for the people benefits one must remember
It isnt for the politician whims and likes

PKR must teach its boys
To be a man to accept decisions
Good or bad intention it is for the council to play
It is the people who will criticize

The cracks appear
In a party of different plateform
The boys should respect the leaders
Running the state not otherwise

Unhappy with a decision
Argue and play out in the meeting
This is where problem could be solved
By protesting and showing no respect
It will be a good fodder for UMNO

Don't Pakatan learn?
They use to do with UMNO
Now don't play mistakes
Learn the lessons well

Get the leaders who can work for the people
Discard and sack those who are deadwoods
It is the people that counted the most
Nothing else matters in public services

the little lonely birdie

The little lonely birdie
Wings can't fly a solo shadow runs
On the road running no direction
Tweeting loudly forget about predators

Any which way it tries
Tweeting along hoping to get it right
The parenting birds no where to be seen
Finally the little lonely birdie disappears

In the bushes the tweeting loud
Capturing the ears of onlookers walking by
I hardly see the other two birdies
Wings of freedom forgetting its brother
So is the parenting birds

Is it a logic?
Rearing it big when it can't fly
Abandoned it let it finds its way
Tweeting in the bushes
What will happen end of day?

lovely cupids

Cupid Draw Back Your Bow by FindersKeeper

Lovely cupids
Walking on the streets
Swaying curves crushing minds
The traffic halts
As the sun rising hot

Lovely cupids
The new generation ogles
Fresh out from schools
Fresh in college years

The temperature rising
Smoke getting cloudy
The sun getting hot
On lovely cupids

The older generations
Smiling of yesteryears
Lovely cupids
Time for them to move on

the grease of life

May Happiness Blossom in Your Eyes..... by -RejiK (Away

The smile in the eyes
The glow of anticipation
The needs get it done
The way it should be

Nobody can say
As you take the first step
Into the world
Where the fittest they say
On top of the masses

The materialistic world
You go in with eyes open
You know the rules
All around you

Yet you go in
The smell of power game
The world will wake up to you
As you bring it home

The smile in your eyes
The aroma of power
The grease of life
The needs get it done
The way it should be

the little birdies free

The little birdies
Let them fly away
Into the freedom
The space of green

Reluctant to go
Catch them release
When the smell of freedom
Flapping wings bliss begin

One little birdie
Running on the ground
It can't fly
Only running towards the green
Tweeting its way
No cat comes to eat it away

The parenting birds
The sound of bliss
Knowing 2 birdies
Forgetting the one
Running on the ground

The bliss and doom
Only the fittest survive
The human race
Any difference when setbacks occur?

perakians know your way home

The pirate runs the state
Court appointed forgetting Constitution
The judges forget their oath of office
Belittling Constitution curry favors

People friendly services
Projects to benefit the whole
The pirate and gang canceled all
Closed door tenders know the grease

MCA and Gerakan
The days are numbered
The leaders can say what they want
By GE 13 there is nothing left to say
Close shop and sink it away

MIC has tasted it
Going through back doors
The rejects by Perakians
Don't show your face
You aren't wanted here

Perak must be by the people
No back door antics and grease the walls
The pirate and gang have your bonfire
When people tsunami hitting you
You have nothing left to tell

the birdies tweet loudly

The birdies grown
Flapping wings jumping high and low
In the cage showing off antics
Tweeting away calling for food

Now the birdies learn
Picking up food in the cage
Eyes wondering surveying surrounding
As the day passes new skills acquired

The eagerness to fly
Wings stretched getting ready to go
Eyes looking upwards
As if there is a hole

A week ago one managed to get through
Out of the cage clinging on the palm leaves
I managed to catch it put in the cage
The birdie wasn't ready to fly away

Now the scene is different
These birdies gearing up to fly away
The open space and the plenty of food
It is the dream the birdies wanted to go

The days are numbered for my observation
Time I have to let the birdies fly
The tweeting becoming louder
As the birdies mature time for the open space

trick or treat?

http://niamah.blogspot.com/

Trick or treat
1Malaysia ring
For the country
One people one nation

Read the leaders statements
It is hardly really
The political ruling party
The dream works for the cronies

The policies and rules
It isn't string a harmony
I am afraid it is just a trick
When race supremacy say

The shadow play
The people must know
Read the speeches
Know the hidden exploits
Don't get wooled over your eyes
Be alert of hidden agendas

when the weather is fine

When the weather is fine
Everything seems on line
People get about
Living it out in open spaces

When the weather is sunny
In the Botany Garden lovers cool
The joggers and walkers exercise
The monkeys have a good time

When the weather is hot
Insects and birds fly
They search for food building nests
The new generations will arrive

When the weather is fine
Businesses flow people hard at work
Forget about poor economy
Everything there is an upside

When the weather is breezy
Early morning reading papers
The tweeting birds in the air
The good day will shine

life on the fast lane

Life on the fast lane

There is no tomorrow

Everything must be had

On this day as it unfolds

People gather

People sing

People in watering holes

Drinking it up or drowning sorrow

Life on the fast lane

There is no stopping the flow

You want to get all into it

Quickly satisfying your ego

Life on the fast lane

You want it done in discreet

Don't want religion to crash the party

You want to live in living free

Life on the fast lane

Nothing will be given free

There is a life to be paid

Now or in the future

It is your game

the victims of love

The victims of love

Men and women glow

In times of good embrace

Nothing done is so wrong

When love turns sour

When sorrowful tales to tell

Men and women treat each other

No decorum no respect

Nude videos and pictures

Lovers' scorn payback time

The good times become nightmares

In the internet the story never ends

So lovers out there

Don't be a fool don't get caught in the web

Don't say to each other everything will last

It never will when commitment isnt there

when love is lost

When love is lust

The desirable body in the mind

When the body isn't taken care

Abuse it with rights in marriage

The day will come the marriage will be gone

Demanding of rights

In whatever laws exist

When abusing body speaks

The rights shouldn't be accorded

You can be rich; you can be poor

You can be powerful; you can be a royal

In the eyes of the Lord you are just his children

Letting you to taste the life and fruits with responsibilities

You can't hide behind

Any law to pursue a lust

When you can't differentiate it

The game is lost; the tastes will be a dream

we can heal but.....

The humming birds have grown

It's over 3 weeks tails have lengthened

Yet in the cage tweeting all day

For the parenting birds to know

"We are here in the cage"

The feeding non stop

The parenting birds fly in

The loud chirping and flapping wings

The eagerness to chase for the food

With all the tweeting sound

They attract the cats

One grey cat is trying

Today jumping on the flower pot

Hoping to pull down the cage

The parenting birds signal

The birdies hold still without movement

It is the standard operating procedure

"Play dead when face danger"

When cat is chased away

The birdies will start tweeting again

The incident the birdies forget

As if nothing has happened

If only humans can easily forget

The nightmares and evil treatments

From the government and police

And march on to enlightened life

We never could

The pain and memories too hard to forget

We need change to pursue redemption

By changing government we find our solace

MJ au revoir

Many tears flow

On the day MJ died

The man who danced into our world

With his characters and songs and dance

We remember him of his dance moves

The songs blasted into our youth and beyond

The man whom children can know his name

The singer and dancer young and old enjoy

Be part of his history and the way it was

We read about his exploits on stage

The stories of his personal life

The flawed genius got it all

The balance sheet he tried to sell

The entertainer he wanted us to remember

Once a while we saw God sent one

The stage will be left empty

To find a calibre of MJ

Today the world mourned of his passing

Where he left his legacy

For us to remember he once touched us

Through his songs and dances

the tears of sorrow

The w0rld has too much problems

Every one seems getting it wrong

The greed and corruption greet us

In this land we call Mother Earth

The tears of sorrow

The pieces of shattered light

It cuts into many shadows

Each takes on its own flow

The mountain of advice

Nobody seems to get it right

NGO telling Earth is going to die

We must heal our wounds unite to fight

For Mother Earth is where we all belong

There is no time to think

Of colours of religions of belief

Mother Earth has sent her signals

If only we open our eyes and minds

The light of sorrow

It is only then people unite

By then isn't it too late

To sing praises for Mother Earth

people fall in love

People fall in love

It is as natural as the breeze

Once you fall in you feel the hot splashes

Gushing hot juices eyes full of brightness

Nothing will shake your believe

Everything is smooth sailing

Even wrong signals you close your mind

It is the moment nothing else

You forget about your believe

You say love is blind you are jealous of me

You open up give everything falling in love

The whirring breeze making you forget

The slow motion of life

You want to feel it as you yield to it

Taking it all leaving nothing to hold on

As the sun set the darkness strikes

You never know of things you dont see

Blindly walking feeling your way

the streets of unknow shadows

Life must go on

Good and bad memories

It isn't a one track street

Even some think it is the end

Studying the birdies

They know how to enjoy

In the cage united in adversity

Dreaming when they will be free

Days come and go

The birdies are still locked in

The parenting birds never fly away

Like clock work from morning till late

When the sun goes down, they disappear

So whatever circumstances

One mustn't give up die in vain

It is a journey the streets of unknown shadows

It is a test of faith; sometimes fear dwells in light

Of every step it can be last on the journey

life of dreams

like stars in the sky by faeryboots

Powerful witch-craft
In the high rise building
Summoning the lord of the rain
Pouring it out from heavens

The messages silently travel
Into the eyes of the angel
Bringing it to the Board
It seems right let it rain

Hot sweaty weather
Half naked people
On the beach
In the homes
Sorry no CCTV

The hot dreams
The way eyes can see
On the beach island
No ticket to purchase

Millions stars
The dreams seem alive
The wishes of many
They have to act on it
Otherwise it is just that
Life of dreams

quarantine

Swine flu outbreak confirmed by Teacher Dude's BBQ

Quarantine
In the house
Affected people
They can't take it out

All cook up
Under the house
24/7 seems a life sentence
As they look out
Of how much they have lost

Yet they must remember
The event of that day
When Ahini makes its presence felt
It is hard to accept the fate
Quarantine for the good of all

The swine fever spreads
Last night reached 80
We will never the number
As some may want to hide from it

People do our part
Clean hands
Seek medical advice
Stop the spread of swine fever
It is our duty to control its spreading

reach out and do it

The Fish Jumped Out! by Dunny

Life is white and black
How you see define the flow
Into it you see and feel
The way you believe

Boredom the flow of mind
It makes you realize
There are many things to find
Reach out and do it
Maybe touch somebody's hand
You can feel the flow again

All Souls Day
Pay them a visit
Ask yourself again
Don't they feel bored waiting for the call?
The gift of life to heavens
Heat and rain; rain and heat
All days long

It is testing of one's soul
Living in this world
It is good you felt it
The journey has not ended

Degree, work and flow
9 to 5 sometimes midnight
It is part of living
Learn it accept it know it
Only don't give up
When the tougher the journey is

the whirring whisper

jumping fish by duck+flea

Don't give all away
Know the ground rules
Listen to past stories
Of people lost
Virtues gone

The bug always hit
The arrows aim high
When it falls
The bleeding smile
Believing it so true

The absence chasing
The drowsy dreams
Of needs want to get fulfilled
Quickly as the mind writes

The whirring whisper
Haunting seductively in the mind
Temptation to get it done
Like a fish wants to get hooked
Dangling in the air
Hoping the angler let it go
Into his net not into his boiling wok

The mind plays its game
Of sound laughter and heartbeats
Derailing the physical energy
As it works its erratic way

maids for hire

Indonesian maids in Hong Kong weekly off

by digbyross

Maids
The part of families
Raising children
The mothers standing in

They take the loads
Working hours unlimited
Getting up early hours
Children and house work

Yet in all these
Maids get abused
Maids get scarred
Maids take the verbal onslaught

Maids divide families
Maids seduce guys
Maids breakup of family units
It takes two to tango

Maids involve in crimes
Robberies, thieveries and affairs
Sometimes murders sometimes run away
Employers must pay

Sources of maids
Let the employers decide
Languages and religions
Don't restrict maids recruitments
On certain countries

Maids now
Part of families ties
Children grow up attaching to them
Families can't enjoy work
When there are no maids around

the mask on the wall

THE MASK by simonadll

The mask on the wall
Cemented hard concrete
Feel the rough texture
It is laid for life

The hard knock
The mask never tells
You walk pass it
Every day
You don't show a second glance

Occasionally like clockwork
Water gushing out ringing fall
It attracts people especially children
Standing innocently admiring the mask
Only it can speak
“Be a good boy”

The mask on the wall
Laid to rest for eternity
Water flow telling no story
Only the sound as memory fades

the masks of lovers

Venetian Masks by PlasticSquid

The masks of lovers
Every day different routines
Changing them like beer
Under the house of watering hole

The night of pleasures
Of inner satisfaction
And the chase to win
As the bottom up begins

The smile and laughter
The eyes contact and the hidden agendas
The masks of lovers
One night stand tomorrow again

In the city
Of the watering holes
The masks of lovers
They make the night
The romantic glow

the air you breathe

Fraser's Hill IMG_1939 by tk_yeoh

Love in love out
You get into it
You feel the whirlpool
The romantic illusion
Then you can't keep the pace
You are out of breath
You wait on the outside

The distance travels
The air you breathe
You smell of the aroma
The whisper you wish you have

The romantic lovers
Walking pass ignoring the crowd
The world is theirs
As they hug hold each other tight

The music playing
The songs of love
The melodious whisper
You look around
Sitting on the bench
Staring at the distance
Of life that should have been

the eyes of public

2 laws 2 citizenships
In the eyes of public
On the Bee Anne line
Every one isn't above the law

The false slogans
Don't we hear a lot?
Telling us to soar like the eagles
Catching ikan bilis we take home
The meaty meals
The rich and powerful and royalty
The laws seem running away

Even police and MACC
Pick and choose who to intimidate
Make a report
The messengers get screwed
The penetrators escape
Without a handcuff or a night in jail

Imalaysia is 1Malay unity
The UMNO leaders try to impress
Every speech is about Malay supremacy
Hello we are Malaysians!

No doubt we are screwed
By Bee Anne playing race game
In our history we can't fight
Siam laid waste and controlled territories
Indonesia could land her troops
So our loopholes flashed out
Yet Bee Anne never learns
The country can be colonized again

Even crooked judges
Decision fray the Constitution
They must act according to the law
Yet they put their souls for greed

We try to tell
We get screwed in our lives
The ruling government wants to hide
The many ills besetting the nation
Change must come else we have no face
To stand tall in the world stage

why 3rd bridge in johore?

The Second Link by mohamed.shaaz

Mega projects
Costing billions to spend
Telling you to start up economy
It is only into cronies wealth

3rd bridge to Singapore
Preliminary projections
Don't they have the second bridge?
See why it is under utilized?

The report on the 2nd bridge
It is relevant if it going to 3rd bridge
Does the government really needs it?
Singapore wants it for her economy
Malaysia always has been

Sultan of Johore is right
Opposing it the billions channel it
For a better causes in the country
The rural areas need a lot of money
To transform it into an economic activities
In this way the young will not flock into the cities
Choking up the housing and transport systems

Don't need to study the viability of the bridge project
Enough of wasted taxpayers' money with this government
Every thing allegedly seems to cost more in the end
There is allegedly a clause to milk the public fund

Look at the PKFZ
All the highway projects
The contracts clause to increase charges
And the government has to pay
For political treats to the public

So Sultan of Johore is right
No more 3rd bridge for his state
The billions better use for people's projects
In the rural areas

the number rising

First case of swine flu in Hong Kong by H.L.Tam

Ahini on the rise
The public must be aware
It is not something to ignore
When you are weak
Ahini sings you to death

Overseas travels
People and tourists arrive
It takes 1week to know the symptom
By then many will be infected

Ahini like the white sharks
Hunting for humans to get its name
Complacency brings tearfalls
As Ahini brings you a knock out punch

The number arising
Now stands at 58 infected
How many have contacted then?
We don't know
We move around a lot

So Ahini will arise
Like the haze the cloudy sky
Belittling our intelligence
Poking us for a fight

the cat attacks

Today the cat attacks
On the bird cage
Standing on the flower pot
Uses its paws to frightened the birdies

The flapping wings
Flying up and down the cage
Tweetering loudly
To scare the cat away

Opened the sliding door
Chase the cat away
The smell of fear in the birds' minds
Even the predator gone
The little birdies flying up and down

Since the cat knows the spot
At night I shift it back to the porch
Hanging it up with blue cloth
Camouflage it in the night

The birdies sleep like a log
Movements on the cage
Nothing change in its sleep
The dream of birds
Far away hide out
Possibly opposite
Of a few big trees

the dark edges

Death stalks the night by Teak for Two

The dark edges
The cruelty of the mind
Inflicted on the innocents
And the captured in jails

The freedom of souls
There is none to bargain
Behind closed doors
Many things have happened

The court of law needs evidence
Of physical abuses to make charges
When captured prisoners
Long time to walk into medical needs

By the time arrives
The marks have gone
It looks natural in the light
There is nothing to fight

The internal injuries
The naked eyes can't see
The judges only take a glance
All cases dismissed

The innocents suffer
In the hands of the blue
Knocked your heads or slap your thighs
Sometimes naked sitting on ice

Water hose to inflict injuries
Internal blue death can result
When medical attention arrives too late
Death will stalk the victims

The penetrators escape
No finger pointing no filing charges
They walk in the dark edges
Minds of evil camouflaged in sheep skins
Inflicting pains and deaths
On the innocents and captured souls

go for 2 party systems

Unity talk
Pas will lose
It isn't about party
It is about Malaysians

A few Pas leaders
They hope to be in the cabinet
Into it they think they can change
They will be neutralized

The people are the power brokers
Every election the voters will decide
On the ground they want change
Yet Pas leaders seem to be blind

The 2 party systems
The people want it happens
So Pas should stick with Pakatan
Marching into voting battles
Patience will win the ultimate prize
The road to Putrajaya

Don't go for short term gain
In the end the final battle is lost
Pas should think inwards
As Tok Guru says
“Pas may lose big in the next election”

So forget about unity talk
On race better ignore
This is a multi-racial country
It should involve all the races

ahini fever

pandemicP1040468 by -i-

Ahini fever
On the rise in the nation
School children infected
In the city

Don't take chances
The risk is too high
Closed down school
To stop the spreading

Ahini fever
Contact from human to human
Wash hands with soap
When in fever seek treatment quickly

Ahini fever
No colour blind
No religion preference
No political interference

Everybody must help
Take control of your own hygiene
Stop the spread of Ahini
Travel overseas when is absolute necessary

flying down to bring food

The 3 little birdies
Day 4 in the cage
Comforting each other
Cuddling for warm at night

When the weather is cool
The little birdies edging close
Flapping wings when parenting birds
Flying down to bring food

The parenting birds fly opposite
Of the bird cage then stop fly back
It is a flight pattern of aircraft takes flight
In the sky on the routes designed

Watching the antics
The flapping wings of happy chirping
When eyes see the parenting birds
Flying down to bring food

the bond is gone

No Manners! by parkluck

The young people forget
The school of manners to seniors and older people
It only needs words to express
Touch the mind the flow will be gold

The materialistic wants
Abrasive quick temper no compromise
Even when they are jobless and in colleges
The foundation of yesterdays all gone

The way they talk and express
Shouting with aggressive behaviour
As if they are in the war zones
Conflicting views and generations
The common ground of manners
The young people ignore

We don't hear the exploits
The young people give up seats for older people
Nothing of manners and civilized upbringing
You are old so be it!

Parents too busy
Working hard for the money
Leaving the groundwork to maids
The bond is gone so are the manners

dont cheat you will fail

http://mob1900.blogspot.com/

Play a fair game
In politics in business
Everything must be on the table
There shouldn't be a hidden plan

Yet words never find its way
Action seems the opposite
Fishing for votes promising dreams
Like Mat Jenin people flow with it

When the landing is hard
People find the empty promises
Now they open their eyes
They think in their minds

Police brutality
Arrogantly showing their power
Even though we pay them
with our earned money through taxes
Yet we don't deserve protection
We are treated badly in lock-up

Even judges of twisting fame
They want to get promoted forgetting principles
Some of these judges bring a bad name
For the judiciary rings a bought over soul

The ruling elites will find underhand tactics
To stay on power dig up wealth
When GE 13 arrives, they will find ways to cheat
No principle no fair game
So we must be on the guard
When the empire begins to crumble
The foundation is shaky waiting to fall

dont give up

Genie in a Bottle by onggon ~ [ outstation ]

Never give up when odds stack
There is a way to go
Initially there will be false hope
Disillusion and disarray of the mind

When in the predicament
Fear always blind the mind
The eyes getting scared
Seeing the blockade no escape

Even when death stalks the door
One has to fight before surrenders
The ancient people thought us
Don't give up without a fight

Now the humming birds
Calling the birdies time to fly
Yet within the cage birdies try
The outside world is just that
Beyond reach for this time

Do the birdies give up?
Watching I doubt the birdies do
The outside world freedom lies
This is why never give up
When obstacles clip your wings

the job on trade

The job on trade
The experience ones teach the young
Showing the way how it is done
Cajoling never give up
The parenting birds
Telling the little birdies to fly
Showing them how it is done
Hopping from tree to tree
Tweeting words of encouragement
Telling them they can fly
The little birds flapping wings
Around the bird cage they try
Putting out heads
Trying to muscle it out
The steel cage holds them back
It isn't time
Yet the parenting birds try
Feeding food encouragement many folds
Days gone yet the little birds caged
Watching them they do fly
Around the cage wanting to be outside

you are your boss

Beca man by cc_koh

Work on your own
You are your boss
Get up early go to sleep late
You decide the way best for it

Contacts build
Hard working chasing for the next meal
There is no 9 to 5 job
You dont have to race

No traffic jam
No getting raw deal
No swearing in silence
No getting up in cold sweat
Forget to finish that report
When the boss wants it early morning
Before he takes flight somewhere

You go as you please
Answering to nobody
Only with clients with agreed time
You can watch movies go holidays
It is your own game
The business flow you chase your own

Beginning is always a tough game
You must save in those years sweating in 9 to 5
Now you feel you have the skills needed
Doing the job you are suited for it

Give it a year to get it off
If you don't, don't give up just yet
You still have your finance stock up banks
Study what has gone wrong
Then move on again

Success lies in your ability
Within reach when you put hard work on it
It never comes easy in the beginning
You need to build your reputation
Like any company starting out
Services the game to be on top
All the way to the bank

go beyond the comfort zone

complacency by steena.nolita

Complacency breeds laziness
Into it dreams will not be realized
Even promotions and freedom
It is just a by product
On a lazy afternoon
Sipping tea dreaming about it

The wants must be pursued
One failure try and try again
Yet don't flow with the flawed systems
Change ways go for that dream
Freedom or wealth or both
It is within reach in a life time

Studying the little birdies
Waiting to be fed don't want to move a step
Tweeting noises to get the marks
Sitting in a row waiting to be fed

The little birdies see
The empty space the greens
Within the cage they are imprisoned
They don't know the difference

The little birdies just want to be fed
Sitting on the bar waiting for the moment
When food is brought chirping loudly
Of life beyond the cage hard to say

Complacency derails dreams
It is a fact many let it go
Feeling comfortable doing 9 to 5
Sometimes in graveyard shift

Take one step into beyond zone
The phobia of the unknown brings fear
It is back into the comfort life
When retired talking about the dreams

no report yet!

The CoA judges sleep
No judgement report release
Promise one week dragging on
Is this the way to uphold Constitution?

The code of conduct
It should be used on the errand judges
It is no use to have these rules
Yet no disciplinary action is convened

Nizar has to file his appeal
Time delay justice will be denied
So now he has to go in blindly
Without the grounds he hopes he gets justice

The Federal Court must put it right
The Constitution of the nation
The judges shouldn't go interpreting it
They are to follow the spirit of the Constitution
No other laws should usurp the supreme law

Unless the judges want to pass laws
They should become politicians
Now they should follow the law
And the Constitution in the nation

the white bird's cage

The white bird's cage
Shining bright in the early morning ray
Casting warm shadows amongst potted plants and palm trees
As I watch the little birdies antics

Hopping in the cage
Exercising its legs and wings
Probing for ways to get free
Thinking the freedom is within reached

The observation drags on
As one little birdie tries
Dragging its head and body
Into the steel wire to free

Push and push it finally did
Escape to the palm leaves
Taking a short break
It is then I caught it
Back into the bird cage

Too much energy expanded
The little birdie can't fly
The time isn't right for them
The predators wait for the silly birds

Now all in the bird cage
Brushing feathers looking neat
As the sun rises into the hot sky
I leave them in the palm trees shade
As the little birdies doze to sleep

the little birdies sleep

The night the cool breeze
The little birdies sleep
In the cage hanging by the stainless steel bar
Swaying with the light wind

Slowly the little birdies creep
Together to comfort in warm
From a far as I watch as if it is one
Clustered peacefully silence in the night

Even when I put cover on top
The movement has no bearing
The little birdies all in deep sleep
Together clusted in the little water container
Deeply into the bird's dreams

The dim light shine
The soft breeze carrying along
As the dark welcomes the sleepy night
Others stay awake while some sleep
Leaving this world temporarily
Venturing into the free space
Floating touching the dreams

the promised land

Giving encouragement
Feeding with food to survive
The little birdies will do the bidding
Of the adult birds to fly

When we think of humans
Of wealth and power will smile
The mind thinks of the devious ways
To lock up any one who protests

Promising land of grandeur
The adult birds keep whispering constantly
The little birds all lapping up
Flapping wings eager to fly

When a government keep harping half truths
Spinning it in Parliament and in dialogues
Repeating it so often to make it believable
When people ask for details, there is none to tell
The believable scenes slowly become dark spaces
Of the elites wanting to close the gaps

Now the little birds stay
In the bird cage bought for $25
Studying them for hours
Of what lessons witness
It can apply to humans

Constantly whispering
Encouraging with food to entice
Showing the way to freedom
Of power and wealth in the open
The little birdies flapping wings
Hopping mad to get free

For humans lies and cheats
Promising of grandeur and wealth
Instilling it in the mind
There is nothing wrong
To take what is in the land

the little birdies

Constantly return
The humming birds flying in and out
Though it may look there is no way
The little birdies will be flying away

From a far finding insects
Bring it quickly to feed little birdies
Opening up challenging to get filled
Tweeting loudly to get noticed

No predator no human
The area must be constantly free
Even a slight shadow will trigger
loud tweeting noises
As if one is taking away
The precious little birdies

Watching for hours
Studying the patterns
Of the little birdies
Waiting to be fed
They don't move
Tweeting away loudly

Now in the bird cage
The antics of flying
Jumping here and there
Pushing hard to get free
Though they are weak

The parent birds feeding
Encouraging the little birdies
Tweeting loudly when adult birds arrive
Bringing for insects what else

When little birdies are full
They fall asleep instantly
When they are awaken
The flapping wings
Pushing hard to get free
For now I am just watching
Learning a few antics about birds

don't we learn in our lives?

Don't sleep with the devil
He promises many none will be fulfilled
Painted glory in dreams you see
The bountiful flow you wet in dreams

You think the devil gives freely
A life is worth his calling
He wants soul to rejuvenate
So he can fulfill his needs

Yet the greedy amongst us
Forsaking principles ignoring advice
Selling souls to get the devil's promises
He takes it all he laughs all his way home

The messages written in ancient times
Go for the straight no crooked ways
The devil likes it when he can make it
On the corrupted souls willing to sacrifice
For a short end of their lives

Don't we learn?
We are as gullible as the next guy
Thinking the road to power and wealth
Is in this kingdom not beyond our eyes

the boatman rows

Love Boat Captain by Trinitas Imaging / Udit...

The strong muscular boatman rows
On the calm river on his boat
Gliding with his oars in the water
He pushes hard biceps expanding
Rowing his boat plying for his trade

He stares at the ferry terminal
Built by his people years ago
The sweating labourers and hard workers
For his country he thought worth it
Then the big players take over
He loses his job so are his people

Rowing along the calm river
He watches the scenes
Thinking of those years gone
Where he is the chief of his people
Now he has nothing
Only as a boatman rowing along the river

The economy blooms
It brings joys and bountiful
Then it suddendly turns awful
Companies close down people jobless
Parading along the streets
Under the dim lights hawking for services
The ills of modern living
It makes the people lose bearing

He rows his boat
Slowly gliding along the calm river
He has his plan in secret
He just waits for the opportunity
To get back what is belonging to his country

work on the relationship

The Love Boat? by @rmando

Love cheats
It never brings
The harmony one seeks
As roving eyes capturing illicit affairs

It takes two to tango
On the crisis of relationships
Of married persons seeking romance
Of singles getting thrilling rides

The lonliness creeps
The loveless marriages
Of needs aren't satisfied
The mind conjures up dreams

Every where there is a story
As history repeats as many as we say “I do”
The relationships the waves flow
Know where it lands
For years the spot must stay

Love cheats
When two minds open differently
The journey has turned bumpy
When there is a chance to forgive
Take the road swallow pride
Give it one more try

beware of the little demons

Unity talk
With Pas and Umno
Is it for Malay unity?
The way Umno wants

The Malay supremacy
Umno way of doing things
Pas shouldn't fall into its trap
For the consequences will be many

It should be for People's supremacy
That is the way for the country needs
It shouldn't be a race to rule
It must be a multi-racial nation

Tok Guru got angry
Of his party leaders harping on unity talk
No way he will agree
For he knows what the country needs

History of Pas and Umno
Of marriage turned bad
Divorce was bitter
Pas cut from the same cloth
When Umno turned casanova
Bridging with Alliance now Bee Anne

As they say
There is no permanent enemy in politics
Yet principles must be acknowledged
It is the foundation of all things standing

Pas should forget about unity talk
Stay on with Pakatan to fight the days ahead
It is the long term strategy
Don't fall for the short term gain

dont do a job half done

2 little birdies want to fly
Flapping wings when time isnt right
Flying for short distances
Thinking they can get away soon

Chasing after the 2
Catching them put them in the coconut shell
Yet for a while the 2 birdies stayed
Then they try to fly again

Catch them
I put them in the water to swim
Flapping and running every where
Birds like cats dont like water

Back into the coconut shell
It isn't for long they wanted to go
Flapping wings when time isnt right
Lucky for the birdies there is no cat around

Now I put them in the long hollow black tong
Into it the 2 birdies squat until it is known
When time isn't conducive to fly
The birdies have no strengh to airborne
They will be preys to the roaming cats

The youngest birdie stays
It never wants to attempt to fly
Maybe it knows its limitation
Why so stupid when it is just a short distance?

Lesson learn
Don't do job half done
Don't do something when details aren't in
When study hasn't done completely
Announce it when everything ready
It shows character and patience
Not like the pirate in Perak
Half cooked saying it is good

the journey of 1000 lights start with 1

A thousand lights... by skygirlyne buzzybuzzy

The birds fly freely
Into the sky tweeting away
There is no barrier to halt them
The sky the span of their wings

Look at them
Flying here over there back in circle
Clinging on branches sucking nectar
Some busy building nests when season ignites

Others stare at their images
In mirrors hopping and calling mates
Singing melodious tunes
Waiting for responses

Some eggs hatched
The little birdies tweet
Closed eyes as new
Waiting for days to fly

Together in the nest
They seek warm and comfort
When eyes open seeing the surrounding
Any new perceived danger each on its own
The able ones go the weak ones leave behind

The antics of the little birds
There is not much difference with humans
We run to safe our skins when danger lurks
Leaving behind others to fend themselves
Else giving excuses one way or another
Life is one; life is precious

Only those who know about God works
They aren't afraid of danger
It is better to give then receive
The journey of thousand lights start with one

You want to be free?
Touch somebody's hands
Giving a warm gesture
Telling there is a friend
When every thing fails

modern slavery

Modern Slavery by Syl V.

Modern slavery
Malaysia get the shame
The Bee Anne should take the blame
For letting it happens

The world now knows
Listed as the modern slavery market
Oh Malaysia the ill reputation!
You must cry for the injustice!

Many things the Bee Anne should do
The leaders let it slides into the bottom
Fighting for their survival and digging wealth
And the power crosses into their minds

Malaysia in modern slavery list
The shame befalls the nation
We can't let it be as usual business
We have to wake up finally manage change

It is too long in power mode
Of over 5 decades time to change
We can't be called a slave market
We must feel ashame!

it's so free!

The man laid steps
The climb to the top
Breathing it hard
You want to get there

The whirring wind
The buzzing insects
Every step mind is free
The bustle and hustle of life

Leaving all behind
Even for a day or two
You want to get away
To find peace of mind

The cool breeze rustling along
From the trees to the bushes
Shaking the leaves giving jolts
Of nature domain life is free

On the top
You forget it all
The cool breeze
The quiet solitude
It's so free!

unity makes the nation glow

Human Parade by wazari

Neighbour
You don't say hello
Wake up quickly go
Into the market place
Of stock exchange

Eyes of money
Mind of wealth
Neighbour
Spare a change?

Big companies
Calling them wasting money
Pressing buttons merry go round
Telling you good customer service
Neighbour you never walk the streets

Parliament
It isn't a place to talk economy
Of law and discriminations
Of one sided treatments
It is about suspension
Out you go

New bills new laws
Neighbour hiding the elites sins
Nobody can question it
Tune in to OSA

Neighbour
No hello we are alone
Even Constitution frays
Distribution isn't fairly done
No transparency no accountability
We must fight for our own

The walls crack
Neighbour you don't have to go
Lend us a hand build it up again
Unity makes the nation glow

the routines of ordinary scenes

Trekking Langkawi Mat Cincang by jslwong

In the day
The sun hit the ground
Heating up the atmosphere
Sweat flow the insects fly

The buzzing irritants
Swarming from the lake to the bushes
As the trekkers hike through
Scratching on arms and legs
The poor hikers forgetting mosquitoes cream

The heat burrow on the soft pores
Grudgingly the salty sweat dripping
The sun smile as gliding through
Under the cool shades taking a break

Some energetic ones
Feel the care free world
Running wild smiling magically
Of a world leaving behind

In the day
The routine of ordinary scenes
It comes to end
As the light dims low
The hikers pack and walk home

as long as the same people rule

you will know the Truth and the Truth will set you free

by christshospital@btinterne...

We dont get the truth
As long as the same people rule
In the administration of the nation
You will hit the fire wall

The games playing in secrets
The behind scenes amongst a few
Calling the orders blending it freely
For the truth hides
Only the fake roaming

Using race as the catching card
Division seems the way out
Each party tries to get its share
We don't get the truth
As long as the same people rule

The slogans and concepts
Each leader tweaked
Hiding behind the slogans
Cooking up behind the scenes

So dont let the self centred leaders
Chasing you by election near
Giving promises to gain your trust
It is just empty tong putting a dollar or two

Wake up smell the smog
The haze and black smoke
Don't stay silence is golden rule
It never helps when it matters most

we can't take it as it is

Hope by Mohamed Essam

Once a upon a time
In the decades of our minds
Silence is golden
Sitting in the library
Pretending to browse books
But eyes surveying something else

Years of conditioning
Silence seems to work
We came out tuning robots
Looking at the sparks of adventures
Silence we walked slowly home

In work in universities
Trained them to be silent
Feed them with one track mind
In the end the living robots
Bodies without the souls

In 1998 things erupted
Silence isnt golden any more
We can't keep quiet
And let things be familiar

We voice our opinion
The freedom we need to share
Though laws will be used
We aren't stupid no more

Time to say a piece
The direction the country needs
The people must wake up
Partially happened in March 8

The political awakening
A new seed germinating
The political dinasaur
In GE 13 to let it rest in peace

the bird's nest split

The bird's nest split
It was partly my fault
I went to shake it
See how the little birdies response

I knew the bird's nest going to break
Clinging on the leaves withering yellow
And the wind keep blowing hard on it
The twigs holding it will not last
I had tied a netting to support
In case the little birdies fall off

Now I put the birdies
In the empty coconut shell
I hang it there on the clothes line
So the parent birds will see

The adult humming birds came
Minds couldn't believe what they saw
The little birdies in the empty coconut shell
They looked perplexed left and right

Finally the parent birds accepted
They came bring food for the little birdies
As I watched at a distance
Another week the birdies will fly away

the colourful sunset

Untitled(langkawi island) by Mr T's Bling

The colourful sunset
Blooming in the sky
As the eyes reflect on it
The dim enticing light

The yacht lies
On the sea lonely trip
With nature and the cool breeze
Bringing it the magical ring

The ripples on the sea
The soft waves friendly touches
As one waits and savour the surrounding
As if God says “watch over it”

When the wind begins to whisper
The yacht sets sail to its destination
Cruising on the ripples feeling angels touch
On its way home before the darkness falls

the span of wings

Okay, so where's my reward? by 120SQN

Dreams in the air
On the streets day and night
The people walk eyes surveying
Who are the easy preys to get?

The traffic lights
Colours change
The pedestrians walk through
Look into the way they walk
Slow or hurry to get appointments
Life to satisfy; life to achieve
The comedy of one's own destination

The drivers of cars
Cool air circulating
Eyes serious mind somewhere else
Fingers tapping on the steering wheels
Ever ready to speed on the streets
The fast lanes the tricks on pockets
And the prizes of women needs

The smell in the dreams
Of men and women; wealth and power games
Parading discreetly camouflaging in clothes and skins
Outside looking civilized; the minds raging to get release

The drum beats of society
Of laws and rules in the games
Bending backwards and backdoors intrigues
These are the dreams reality can be had
With money and some teasing

As the traffic light turning green
Rushing quickly to reach destinations
The span of wings spreading far out
The choices to each to find
Of life needs and delicacies

the circle will trap

Perak State Assembly on May 7 26 by The Edge Malaysia

Perak infamy
May 7 still ringing
Of Speaker dragging out of assembly
By the police
The sanctity of state assembly bridged
Does the Bee Anne care?
The pirates came looted and gone
Leaving the a bad taste and a black night
In the minds of Malaysians
The story will be told
Many times in our history
Of the uncouth manner the way it was
Bullying and double standards reigned
Of police behaviour and Bee Anne
The black May 7
The black eye for the state assembly
The uncivilized goons took over
The independence of assembly gone

the earth no second chance

Earth Day 4-22-2009! by Susan Gary (Sue)

The rush of gold
The poor just go
They don't think ahead
What life is worth?

They want a good life
Sacrifices they say
About health only secondary
Get the gold

Don't they know?
Life isn't made of gold
Life shouldn't be a bargaining tool
Short term gain long life health diseases

Will the poor learn?
They rich don't dirty hands
They sip champagne
Parties and networking

Environment is our home
We are put here to live learn it
Take good care of the ground we walk
For we don't get a second chance
When we destroy it for greed

The rush of gold
The dream of easy life
When we forget what we must do
The Earth will not give us a second chance
We destroy our environment; we pay with our lives

the ring of prestige

Bukit Antarabangsa Dec 7 2008 by lastsham

Hill slope developments
It comes into the scenes
Greed of prestige
Neighbourly honour forgets

Such tragedies
Causing pain and misery
There is no laughter
As developers try once again

State governments
Say one thing
Its enforcement divisions slow to take
Developers take on the flight
Feng shui location
The people flock in

The sloping danger
Housing estates nearby
Residents living in fear
Of tragedy befalls

Protests and complaints
It all falls on deaf ears
The ring of prestige
The burial ground lays

the public knows it too well

Palace of Justice by Kuan Hoong

There is still no news
About the CoA judges report
One week promise to deliver
It runs into 2 weeks

In court so fast to deliver
The oral judgement in 5 minutes
As reported in the press and blogs
Even promise to deliver written judgement
In one week but so far the judge fails

It is the perception
Of people who know the judging system
The Albino calls the shot
The judges have to follow

Even the stay order of High Court
The Court of Appeal judge never gives his written judgement
Quick, fast and efficient to Albino
Dragging feet when it comes to the opposition

It is the small and relevant part
It will make the Bee Anne fall
It suits up to serve interested groups
And leaders and self promotions

The people are the bosses
Of any democratic processes
The leaders are there because of the people
They are the ones who decide the nation

The delaying tactics to frustrate the opposition
No written judgement how to file appeal to Federal Court?
The judges bring themselves into the low esteem
For the public knows it too well
At the call of the ruling elites

sisters of Islam

Sky shot by unduepain

Sisters of Islam
They have a role to play
In the multi-racial country
Let no party leader tries to impose
Restrictions or ban the NGO

This is a democratic country
Every citizen has a right to different view
Even in religion one has to fight for its true applications
Not on the narrow minded self centred leaders

Religion is given to all freely
Read the passages understand what it is written
On human relationships and after lives
They who sin sow their own tragedies
For they will be judged on what they do

Man and woman created equally
With the blessing from Allah
Go and multiply as the text says
For as one they populate the world

Sisters of Islam
They are not trying to divide a religion
They are to promote the religious harmony
Amongst the men and women
Equal treatment equal responsibility
For in unity the house will be bless
The men must understand it
Don't try to put women down
They are the angels of Allah
They are on the top of the game
Only the men should admit and be free!

the 3 little birdies

The bird's nest swaying
By the wind constantly
Brushing it ruslting with the leaves
As it holds on the journey begins

The little birdies think otherwise
In the wide open space they want to fly
In the narrow convex shape nest
The 3 little birdies feel the traffic jam

As the days pass
They have grown
The space has become restricted
They feel they can't take it

Wings formed not perfectly yet
Feathers on the bodies still growing
Eyes still closed blind as well
Yet they go jumping out from the nest

Landed on the soft soil
They survived the fall
Put them back in the nest
When I heard so much tweeting noises
So I went to investigate

The parent birds tweeting loudly
Thinking a predator has come
To steal away the little birdies
It is them jumping out from the nest!

the gentlemen's rules

There may be honor among thieves..... by LaTur

Honour amongst thieves
Of stealing goods and appropriations
Agreed on each sharing part
No dishonesty or back stabbing

When government signs treaty
Of peace and surrender
Each party must honour it
For it is the value and trust created

Yet in Malaysia
Peace treaty accord with CPM
Signed and sealed to lay down arms and struggles
The arm forces of CPM are allowed to return home

No doubt there were atrocities committed
Fighting for a cause CPM believed
So were the British and Malayan forces
On the captives and sympathizers

Now the Malaysian government
Broken part of the peace accord
The secretary general of CPM
He is disallowed to step on his homeland
Now in his 80s he just wanted to die here
His request is turned down
Showing yet again a double standard treatment

Malays of CPM leadership
They weren't hindered when they returned
They are allowed to settle down raise families
Be a good citizen of the country

We valued our compassion
We valued our friendliness
Yet when one of our own wants to return
The government of the day refuses

When Malay terrorists killed hundreds in Indonesia
One deceased member was allowed to bury here
No stripping off citizenship no hindering of his return
Even the current one Nordin Top is on wanted list
Hiding and planning to carry out his evil acts
Yet again the government refuses to revoke his citizenship
But the peace accord with CPM
The government refuses to honour it

Communist idealogy isnt my cup of tea
It is the honour one should keep
No matter how bitter the tea could be
When it is signed and delivered
The gentlemen's rules must begin

bukit kolam residents

http://zorro-zorro-unmasked.blogspot.com/

Using poisonous chemicals
To mine for profit
At the expense of the people's health
And contamination of ground water
When will the Bee Anne wake up?

Providing jobs not at the expense of deteriorating health
Safety precautions must be strictly adhered into it
As far as I know about safety measures
It is always one sided show

The government agencies lack of enforcement
It is well recorded through complaints and lack of interests shown
The people in Bukit Kolam will suffer a slow deteriorating death
The CEO and his officials and families should stay there
In the area and see what will happen to their health

Giving economic pursuits and providing jobs
It shouldn't be the expense of people's well being
People are important infact it is the most value asset
Nobody should put the people down the spiral

Legal issues let it be
Environmental issues shouldn't be out of time
It is always there as long as the company officials
Using poisonous chemicals to mine for profit
As the expense of people's health

The Bee Anne government never learn
It is still supporting the business people
Wealth creation must be through proper means
Else the people will suffer so will be the company
And those cronies associated with it

menopause life begins again

Sunset Penang by krishan85

Menopause
The freedom dwells
Afraid to get it free
No contraceptives
Life begins again
The fear of losing
Naturally when it is controlled all years
Unleashed the natural glow
Suddenly afraid to let go
The withdrawal notices
Write it out plainly
Yet the mind says
“Don't do it to me!”
The cold turkey treatment
The withdrawals come and go
The positive flow when systems realigned
Then the freedom sing its melody
The final touches of glory
Before the sunset dim
On a clear beautiful coloured sky
Life begins again

the journey of a life

Penang Sunset by Nicholas Kong

The journey of a life always at the beginning
Every step to reach its destination
A new route one has to plan
For when one is accomplished
There will be another step to climb

The journey of a life
It never ends even if you die
There is another journey to go
A new place a new step to walk

The physical self decay
Into the soil it will colour
Into it the self will return
The physical structure breaks down
Into the soil it will stay

And one thinks life is done
it is the physical structure gone
The soul has to earn its keep
The search of spirituality begins

It is here the second wave
Of life journey reigns
It is starting at the beginning
Learn it well while on Earth
For the final evolution
No mistake shall be made

proton can't get it on

PROTON_LOGO by jake.vega

Proton can't get it on
Decades of government assistance
Proton still running like a baby
Too long in the crib
Proton doesn't realize
The world has moved on

Losses of over $300 million
What is the point to run a business?
Oversea ventures selling on subsidizes basis
Just to get a foot hold but business fails

Cut down on research
Spend millions but no inroads
Proton still play cut and paste
Proton has no idea about business
So save the blushes don't help the cronies
They are the ones sucking dry Proton

Vendors of products
Proton buys at higher prices
It is better Proton cut it down to 3
No hanky panky in delivering products

Downsize the middle rings
Go direct to the customers
Handle complaints efficiently
No more passing the buck

TATA came out with Nano car
The cheapest in the world
Yet what has Proton got?
Blaming game crying baby
Proton the world has moved on

Cut and paste
Engines to bodyworks
Proton may as well buy engines
Save the research costs
Maybe Proton can get into profit
Doing marketing then researching
You dont have the skills
Decades in the industry
Crying like a small baby

the constitution frays

Bee Anne will suffer
The agony of its demise
When the rule of law twisted
By the agencies to serve its needs

The Constitution spells it out clearly
The separation of power in democracy
Now we have judges delivering it with open eyes
The trepasses on other territory

The ripples in the oceans
It makes the scenes poignantly clear
The people will realize it
Change must come
To save the nation

Even rulers try to muscle in
When their roles are constitutional
It is no more their rights to interfere
Their rule is basically advisory
With certain rules for them to enforce
Against the wayward elected leaders

Now the Constitution is waylaid
By the judges who forget
The rule of Constitution and law
Serving their political masters
For alleged self career interests

Bee Anne partners
The walls are crumbling down
No matter how much repairs
The little napoleons have cracked it
The damages have been done

People have the power
In them they decide the seat of control
So every institution should understand it
When people are angry
All corrupted pillars will be brought down

sacrifice for a worthy cause

The bird's nest hanging
Strong even with gushing wind
It sways yet it never falls

The little birdies tweetering
Short distance calls for food
As I stand listening to its sound
The windy breeze rustling through

In the beginning there were 4
One came two days later
In time the little birdies grow
With feathers maturing quickly

Yet this morning I look
The youngest one died in the nest
It could be too many to hold
One has to go so the youngest one died
Stepped on its stomach dark blue black
It was dead in the early morning

Which one killed it?
I guess it could be the mother bird
One has to sacrifice to hold the nest
When they have grown
The nest may not take the weight

The nature of elimination
For the better good to the specis
So the natural law of equation
Sacrifice for a worthy cause
The survival can populate

the memories of jungle treks

Pine Tree Trail, Fraser's Hill by Ismah Mansurah

The memories of jungle treks
Up in Fraser's Hill years ago
Evening walk by the laid out pathways
Feeling the cool breeze
Living the solitude

Passing through
The treks leading out to the road
In between the green trees and bushes
Feeling the positive images
Of silence and its true meaning
The peaceful feeling engulfs the scenes

Sometimes walked through
The easy treks along the slope
Overlooking the golf course
Admiring the empty space
And the putting green holes

Of stories heard
Of an Indian man got carried down from the slope
When he took a bet saying where got ghost
Only in the morning when he woke up
He was sleeping on the putting green

At times walked into the deep trek
Once nearly got lost when I took the wrong turn
The feeling of lost nearly choked me then
I quickly retraced my step and came out to the playground
There was relief written on my face
I thought I could get lost in a place I thought I knew

Fraser's Hill a special place in my mind
It is where I stayed for several years
Listening the whirring wind and its rustling whisper
During nights of shadowy flow

be kind getting grace

RM greed
The power and prosperity
Forgetting roots
The village came

The greed on Earth
It is only temporary
Don't let greed consume
The spiritual well being will be lost
Disarray into tiny pebbles of doom

Family, relatives and friends
RM thumbed up nose decry her knowledge
Practising witch crafts consultations too
Afraid to lose the glitter of power and wealth

The shine on her face
The fragile facade
The practising of black art
It will last into decades
Misery in the dark sleep

The greed of power and wealth
Darkened one soul into the pit
When seeking light one forgets
The misery comes the lightning flame

what now sedition?

Adunata sediziosa/ Seditious muster by Gargio78

Sedition
What words and intentions
Clearly use objectives explain
On the wrong hand
The multitudes of disarray

The imported law
Bred in colonial days
Yet the government never takes away
Harping we shouldn't flow with it

We had our independence
Decades ago yet laws of the colonialism
The government seems forgotten to change
It suits them leaders to silence critics
On civil disobedience and political opponents

What now Sedition?
Lay for rights of freedom
On the soil we breed and die
Give us the liberty to agree to disagree
On certain issues affecting our well being

learn from history

This Is A One-Way Street Buddy! by Lerxst Ohio

Pas wants a shakedown
The leaders think they could
One year after March 8
It is back to its ways

Religion and race
Don't the leaders learn?
Like UMNO harping on the same issue
This is a multi-racial nation

It has to involve all races
Branding it as Malaysians
There is no two way about it
Are we Malaysians aren't we?

One former pm said
“Malays and Malaysians”
So there is two caste systems
We haven't learned after 51 years
We are still stucked with race

Pas now wants to exert its influence
On Islamic values on its way
Moderation is the key to achieve greatness
Extremism the downfall for many
Learn from history
Don't walk the familiar road again

Pas never one way street
Two way traffic helps to solve many
Learn March 08 understand it clearly
Else race base party will be history

the natural forests

Perak by Wakx

Natural forests
The shades for many
The people, streams, animals, insects
Breathing out oxygen taking in carbon dioxide
Balancing the delicate living systems

Humans the highest in the chain order
Feeling proud of their intelligence and skills
Rendering aids and destructions for progress
Hidden under power, greed and corruption

Now the diseases of the world
The nature unleashes
Telling in no uncertain terms
We pay for our follies

Climactic changes
Wars and weapons of destructions
Use it on the land
Destroying the environment
Killing humans slowly in air and water pollution

Natural forests
The bridge to sustain the living systems
Purification in its natural ways
Healing the air, streams, rivers and oceans

Only humans should stop take a step backward
See the untoward destructions causing nature to revolt
So when nature strikes humans have no answer
The Mother Earth has no alternative plan
It is here humans must make a stand
Nature doesn't give many chances
Change for the better good to all

God is angry

end the violence by Kymberlee della Luce

God is angry
Using His religion to fool people
Of caste system
When He says we are His children

The self proclaimed experts
Telling the way they want you to hear
Branding others as different
Only on skin colour

God is angry
He lets us see the wars
He punishes us through diseases
He engulfs us in tragedies of seas and land
Yet we haven't learned
We are children of God
Equally made equally recognized
In equal terms in front of Him

But the so called religious experts
They want to make women as slaves
Branding them as second class beings
To be satisfied, discarded, chattels
How wrong the men have been!
Women are God angels
Created on Earth to balance
The system of management
Of services and population growth

Women make the world
Into them the men should learn
They are the caretakers
Of whom God bless

the ghosts in town

light and shadow by pihe

When ghosts in town
Who will you call?
Nobody!
You are on your own
Dealing with the scary tales
Normal persons say

Make police report?
You will be charged for false claim
When ghosts walk in town
Only you see others see nothing

The corridors of shadows
Lurking waiting to pound on the unwary
It has gone into every level of government machineries
When ghosts in town
You call nobody!

It is a scary thought
When you really see
The police may allege you are crazy
Spinning tales beyond the grave

When ghosts in town
Nobody will come to see
They hide in every corner
Escaping the fate

You are left alone
To fight your fear
Of government tales
Of leaders spinning

for whom the bell rings?

You can ring my bell by Boered

Unity government
For whom the bell rings?

March 8 2008
The people voted for change
A small part could be the beginning
For the voters want their rights respected

Now Pas so eager
Falling into UMNO bids
On unity government
For Malays only

1Malaysia is 1Malay
UMNO has not forgotten it
So is Pas thinking of race
Discussions the parties want
When enemy calls nothing is true

It is for survival
The road has changed
The party leaders know it
Yet blinded into race

As long as it is multi-racial country
No race party should be in the forefront alone
The fragile fabric of the many races
It is tolerance accepting each in its own ways
Bonding together knowing the faults and rules
So don't stretch it the fragility may break

Pas should stay on course
With Pakatan it has a better choice
Don't throw a spanner into the wheel
When change is finally on the way
Pas going backwards
For whom the bell rings?

learn to do it right

The journey umbrella of many colours
Pick a choice be on your way
Learn it do it right
Else you acquired the experiences
It help you to pick one again

Along the way don't give up
When you find you pick a mistake
Quickly cut your losses trace it back
Return the old umbrella
Pick a new one be on your way

It is better to suffer losses
Then doing it when you know it is doomed
With a new umbrella a new outlook
Maybe you will get it right
Nobody can dispute

Chances are
We make many mistakes
Learn from it be wiser in our outlook
In time we heal feeling better
For the journey is never ending

the colourful umbrellas

Umbrellas by Alan1954

Rows of colourful umbrellas
Lying on the pavement waiting for buyers
Displaying it enticing the eyes
Come the faithfuls give it a lesson

The walkers leisurely stroll
Standing there eyes contact
The souls need shade on sinful thoughts
Rows of colourful umbrellas
A bridging gap to reflect the hot rays

The sellers gesturing
bargaining prices going cheap
For buying and selling
On life a diversion

When rainfall
The pebbles drop
The umbrellas services
Help walking in the rain

We have choices
In life as we travel
Learn the good
Know the sinful display
On the wrong turn
Many sleepless nights reign
The rattling raindrops
wetting the souls

the church the umbrella

The Umbrella Shop by aamirchoudhry

The church the umbrella for its flocks
Gathered them let them sing to the Lord
It is them who made the congregations
When it is dwindled down
What will the Lord say?

The church shouldn't be in business
Religion isnt to buy and sell
It is to build bridges to connect
The journey to the light

It is sad really
When it takes the church
To finally come out to say
A damaged control in PR exercise

The basic reality
The church belong to the faithfuls
Without them nothing to preach
For it is here where reality bites
Preaching and action must come together

the barter trade

RAIN... by azli jamil - traveler...

“Soiled dole mee”
He got it through
He gets his promotion
Incompetency to the highest level
Without going through the regime of learning
It it is through lap dog barking
For the political master
Along the way the buddies shake
For the concerted efforts
He got his glory finally he is somebody
Forgetting ethics where he learned and trained
He is willing to sacrifice it all for greed
Now the incompetence soils the ground
He keeps barking offering no new leads
Ah Longs kingpins go freely
He wants to rope in K9 members
Branding his war to the loan sharks
It is the kingpins he hides
He never wants to disclose
He thinks the public are fools
Asking help to feed information
All this while advertisements on walls and trees
He never comes out to walk around
Afraid to get sun burn afraid to get booed at
Charging peaceful protestors
Though it is guaranteed under the Constitution
No act should be above the Supreme Law of the nation
Yet we see the incompetency dwells
Double standards
Plenty to numerate it down
Seditious by Albino members
They aren't charged
No police officer makes report
As if they don't know about it?
We are the tax payers
They should protect us all day
No Sir the police don't think so
They think we are group of nuisance

Aminah case
The sweeping the floor surface
Let in a few fishes
Wrapped it in aquarium
Let the public see
How efficient he is
Yet the big fish
The net has holes to free
Now in the ocean
Sharing jokes with the sharks
How easy to cope with it
Feed the crumbs multiply with dangling carrots
All will be smooth sailing
One close aide escapes
To UK to keep his silence
No appeal on High Court decision
Though for murder cases
One has to appeal
AG doesn't want to do it
Close the case forget the bad dream
The people read and know
The double standards for all to see
The key man hasn't been interviewed
The police and AG ignored him
For he is the boss of them all
Why bother?
The Silver State backdoor
Smooth stalking until hell bending through
Grabbed the Silver holding it high
Then the roof collapses
Yet he and his cronies singing blue
They never want to let go
The shark bites the taste of blood
And the black knight galloping away
Leaving his trails he doesn't care
For he claims
The 1Malaysia
Another lie another light
It is only for his personal glory
And his party rights!
We are just pawns
In his scheme of taking us private
So no law can take its course
It's his performance now concept

Now here we are
Finding the old hand tricks begin
The deju vu comes home again
The “soiled dole mee” action 2
The concerted efforts
The old pattern soils the ground
The script is written
The story tales similar
One man they are afraid
Put him in jail will solve dreams
They forget
Time changes
New competent leaders arise
Bloggers too come to light
This game isn't to tell lie
We read the script
Pick it up in the waste bin
We will know the drills
When it finally opens doors
The story will be hatched
By the incompetent players we have
In the corridors of power and agencies
Dole out favours wanting to salvage pride
The dark clouds under 1Malaysia
The cronies and newspapers will spin
Telling light when it is dark
They don't fool people any more
For internet has put end to its efforts
Now we read and watch
The game final run to GE 13
Will it happen as we wish?
For we have to dream
This is one part
Nobody can steal from it

the cycle haunts

History by webjoy

Read history
All things come full circle
The basic power
Politics and greed
All else come secondary

Ancient people thought it so
Grateful to be alive living with protection
When the government wants you
All loose screws tightened up
Nobody will be given a choice

Emperors and kings
War lords and village heads
They let you live for a price
Allow them diryt politics and greed
Ancient history says....

Now we think we advance
Actually we haven't done much
Outlook and thinking we think we have
Yet we are floored when we see the ancient signs

Though it is the 21st century
What we experience not much difference
Politics power and greed
As ancient as it is today

this is the multi-racial country

Golden Sand, Multicolored Sky by Ricardo Carreon (in...

Pas must change
In politics into religion
The two shall not mix
It will spell disaster
Sooner in the years ahead

Branding its views
When religion treats every one fairly
It is through the men's perception
Afraid of the women
They control the men's destiny

Want to play politics?
Want to enrich religion?
Pas has to choose
Else change will come for it

Don't dream about PM post
In reality Pas can't get it
The party hasn't got the numbers
On its own the party can lead no where
Only in the unfederated malay states
There the party can have a choice

In multi-racial country
No race or religion base party can survive
It is through cooperation and consultations
The basis for the harmony in the nation

consultations ease the pain

The Bishop of Penang
The flock at your doorstep
Give them peace of living
Though it is on church land

No use talking about charity
When right there you don't see
The fate of a church
Lies in the new recruits
And retaining the old faithfuls
You can't let them go
With sadness in their minds

Think about the beginning
When church was built
When folks came to be in
The religion to bridge
The church and its people

It is better to give than receive
See how the songs sing in happy melody
I guess the Bishop has forgotten
Singing Psalms the way of compassion

As a representative of a Church
The Bishop should visit his folks
Find out and hold dialogues
Maybe he has forgotten the basic rule
The flock of his church

Top down rules
It doesn't work in a church
It is through consultations
Where problems can find a home

trekking with nature

wooden bridge by Juin Hoo

The long wooden bridge
Nature drums into the mind
The fresh air and the troublesome insects
Trekking into it
Listening the whispering caresses

Under it as eyes can see
The colourful water hoping for a touch of peace
Yet it just flows rushing into a cycle
Water vapour then rainfall
Blooming lives enriching the environment

Holding on the ropes
The cool warm air descends
It's free by nature
As the eyes watch the day unfolds

The peaceful surrounding
The city life disappears a while
Trekking on the pathways
The echo of heartbeats
The heavy breathing crosses with the wind

there is a reason

Beggars in Queue by Kvct

The poor in our society
Living from day to day
Sometimes getting crumbs
Barely to survive

Do they make a wrong turn in life?
Is it the way God wanted us to show compassion?
Knowing how our minds work
Greed power and prosperity

The bundles of joy
Some get it others don't
In it people should be compassionate
The poor who come a begging

The poor will cry
Blaming all but themselves
The choices one makes in life
The wrong turn regret come

Have faith in God
He has his reasons to create this illusion
The poor on the streets
Struggling to live day by day

Do a little kindness
It doesn't cost sleepless nights
Every time there is a need
A short prayer helping in kind

dont go wasting it

living life by bemjjg

Living life
Every chance you get
It will not come again
When you walk away
Living it with glow
In your eyes in your mind
Let no others make you sacrifice
You must live it
To know it is there
Living it for yourself
You own it you must know
Don't go wasting it
When you take the wrong turn
Living life
The sparkles in your mind
Living through the ages
Don't do the wrong
It isn't worth the efforts

remembering

The Beautiful Night Sky by coliwabl

Every one dies
Of diseases; of illnesses; of accidents
Sometimes by self inflicted traps
Through murders, through snatch thieves
Through robberies, through stupidity

Yet nobody wants to die
Living in this world of good and evil smile
Touching the light of ray of hope
Wishing it lasts a life time many over

Then we know we have to go
On this planet only a temporary recluse
Waking up bless the soul
For we are here on grace of God
He decides when to take us home

The shelter of clouds
The caressing breeze of whispering souls
The images we see and feel
Know it isn't a permanent thing

Sadness shouldn't be
They have gone home
To the land better here
By grace of the Lord

Remembering them
People we meet and share
The foot prints anchor in our minds
As we walk on the streets
Smelling the air of living

the bad intensions

bad moon rising by girlguyed

The old man of evil intentions
Calling his friends to get into the act
On the defenceless girl in his care
A grand daughter ravished by evil doers

The cry nobody hears
In the secluded area
As life go on for other places
Here the dirty old man and his gang
Take a defenceless girl virginity
Forever a scared in her mind

Here another report
The employer seeks sex gratifications
Before he pays his maid
The sex crazy man never giving up
Until he gets what he wanted

The physical abused maid
Finally she got out made police report
The law will take its course

Ah Longs too in the prime news
One got killed by group of debtor's friends
For settling debts turning into death
Other debtors chained like slaves
For months feeding on crumbs and water
Until police came to the rescue

Mat Rempits no news now
Ah Longs the flavour of the month
Every state CPO wants to take action
It seems they will get the recognition

The wake up call
Will it last through the spell?
When the ringing tone dies
It is back to normalcy again

the streets beggars

The streets of beggars
Lazy people or genuine ones?
Casting sorrowful eyes arms asking alms
Will we give or we just pass them by?

The dirty clothes
The unkempt state of being
The hardship the beggars go
Sometimes there are professionals
Winking at our soft hearts
“Help me make the day”

By nature people will help
It is through syndicated organization

brought in beggars
Parade them on the streets
Begging for a living

We give in pure thoughts
Let those who acted as beggars
Carry their own sins
When they face the Lord

The streets beggars
We see how they suffer
Begging for a living
The tempting of our faith

the very poor

Brother Can You Spare A Dime? by Dylan Lim

The beggar on the street
Sitting by the five foot way
Eyes full of sorrow broken spirit
Hard life under the warm breeze

The begging of alms
For the days are down
The beggar has lost
Even self pity
As he waits
For the good hearted people
Walking along the 5 foot way

Many will ignore the beggar
No second look no pity
For life is upside down
You make a choice
Win or lose it
It is life

The eyes of no hope
Only the charity of many
Sitting on the 5 foot way
For alms he hopes to get

better to earn credits

Pantai Tengah Beach - Langkawi by * a * k * i *

You are rich
You have your problems
You are poor
You live in misery

When death arrives
The soil takes it back
No class dinstinction
It is where they belong

Born for a reason
To live through the good and evil
Of life experiences earning credits in return
It is where you will weigh in
When the journey ends at the border

Rich or poor in this world
You can't carry wealth; you can't carry misery
It is all for this moment of life
When you take your final vow
Into the next dimension
You go in alone
You go in without anything

It is better to earn credits
As many points as you can get
It is time worth fighting for it
It is what will be measured
When you finally tally deeds

the foot prints on the sand

sunset 2 by fynn fauzi

The many foot prints
On the sandy beach
Of many night lovers
Sitting walking smiling

In the night of the night stars
Ray of hope; ray of needs
Basking glory under its light
Colourful winks in the bright sky

The silence crawl
The images of shadows
The windy breeze
The whirring wind
And the rolling waves
Lashing softly on the coastline

The beach bar
Business is thriving
As the night progresses
The foot prints criss-crosses
Of nowhere, here and now

The dim lights shine
Casting long shadows to the sea
Drawing out the silhouette
Of lovers and holiday makers
Soaking it into the starry night

the young and the old

There .... They Were by Araleya

The young and the old
When love strikes
They don't know what to do
The merry go rounds
The upside down life

The young want to show
How mature they look and behave
Pandering to the whims of love
Tomorrow seems many times to come

The rich kids and the poor kids
Of rich parents or poor family
When love strikes
There is no class divide

In the eyes of lovers
They think everything is fine
The stars shine and sparkle
It is them nothing else matters
When the old get into love

They want to look young
Behaving like young adults
No gentleman ethics go away
It is free cycle no waiting

They hitch the rides
For tomorrow is another day
Now the time to get
When lovers go
Twilight experiments

When cupid draws arrows
The romance bloom or die
The moment of intensity
The dreams are made
For now as lovers walk
Young and old into the sunset

they run to border towns

Sungai Golok by edwardau

Married men married; married women
Has love gone bad forgetting reasons?
Is it lust camouflaged as love?
They run to border towns
Annulled it and getting married

When they return
They tell amongst friends
Thinking they made the right choice
When in the beginning it is wrong
Married men can't marry married women

Across the borders
They find for a quick solution
Mind you educated persons get hooked
Reasons forget lust rules

It is wrong in the institution of marriage
It never sanctioned the journey of bliss
It is utterly irresponsible to behave that way
Married men marry married women

the outcasts under the bridge

The Outcast by ian ahmad

The outcasts under the bridge
All the way to seek fortune
Of easy life flying out from home
In Malaysia grounded no place to go
Cheated by agents
No jobs no place to stay
Abandoned to find their own living
Where to go in a foreign country?
Country men joined together
Seeking comfort under the bridge
A temporary home where else to go
They remain until help come along
The agents can't be found
They escaped with the money made
Leaving the foreigners stranded in a foreign land
Where is the help when none is around?
The outcasts we see
Under the bridge trying to earn a living
Getting whatever crumbs they find
Learned lessons well waiting to go home soon

the empty promises

The Outcast by ian ahmad

Under the bridge
The homeless sleep
Oblivious to the traffic
Group of many no place to seek justice

Come from afar
Looking for the pot of gold
Caught of lies and empty promises
Stranded on an alien country
No money to go home

The fly by night operators
Fleeced the foreigners
Promising them work
Nothing when they arrive
Empty promises dreams shattered
Of tiny pieces so far away from home

Then we hear reports of maids
Forced to have sex before payment
Of the employers seeking extra gravitations
Of the poor women seeking a living
For own families back home

The land of opportunities
Sullied by the greed and bully
Amongst the flock in our midst
Bringing it a bad name for the country

the village life

Kampung life by blue_in_green18

The village life
Open field quietness spins
Of life and many pursuits
Catching dragonflies catapulting lizards
Under the belly of homes

Playing marbles catching spiders
Travelled long way from home
On the river banks forgetting about crocodiles
Those years when young children roamed

There was no difference in race
Everybody enjoyed the friendship then
Even gangs in the village
They didn't fight over petty issues
Protecting turfs from outsiders
Make the village life free

Occasionally police raided
Came with Black Maria
Rounded up the gangsters
Of troubles in town

In time village broke up
As developments came
Families uprooted
Friends all disappeared

Now the place
Once I knew so well
Highrise buildings
The village I knew
Gone into memory
Of a place I once was there

the eyes opening

Life In A Village : Obstacles by W M Soo

So life still clocking
It never fails to make it real
When you find you are going broke
Where is the money when you need it?

Years of back bending
Mind cracking up ideas
Fingers do the talking
Yet the money goes hiding

Live a simple life
With the means in your disposal
You can't go comparing with others
You never find your happiness

I still yearn my kampong life
Those years of easy living
Don't want to learn anything
about life outside the village
Yet time moves on
Villages disappear

Into the world
The eyes opening
The money talking
Lots of it

The pension fund
For old age when bones are shaky
When eyes are dim when mind is weak
At least there is something to fall on
Else sleeping on the board walk

So learn a little of finance
Learn why one getting broke
Smile a little though you may want to cry
It is just normal seeing days uneven flow

transformation

Vintage Malay girl by KLDEVIL

The Malay girls
Out from their homes
Gathering in hypermarket
Freedom of choice

Plain and simple
Like normal village girls
Out of the homes into the city
Something changes they transformed

In the ladies room
Talking and putting make up quickly
Within minutes the village girls change
Into the girls of the city

This I heard
Of conversation told to me
Maybe they are afraid of village elders
Strict Islamic values girls must obey

So in the city free and swinging
The girls change come to parade
On the walkabout in the hypermarket
Cool environment make with the crowd
A short spell of doing their way
Before they go home change to normal day

we choose our lives

sleeping homeless by zat_asyraff

On the five foot ways
When the day is dark
The homeless and drug addicts
They make home sheltering them

Sometimes under the bridges
Away from the public eyes
The homeless and drug addicts
Smoke their lives dreams lost
In the vast volume of “I never make it”

The eyes watery minds hope
Reality sinks in the way they should be
The lost souls giving up hope of life
The wrong journey the listless life

Sometimes love affairs
Gone wrong minds gone
The zombie walking
Never know the day and night

We choose our lives
The journey we take
On the wrong turn
A life long of regrets

the dark clouds

Penang Nibong Tebal Fishing Village by Achiam

The dark clouds
Emerging with strong wind
Darkened the valley
As if the evil strikes

The sea rising high
Waves surfing hitting the rocky shores
Telling there is no place to negotiate
“With me or else perish!”

Yet the party goers
Dancing and jamming the beach
Many footprints imprinting holes
And laughter ringing in the dark night

The dark clouds gathering
In the sky turning night
The intermittent ligtnings
Splashes of brilliant
Falling from the sky

Then the white angels
Praying for the light
The calm sea
And the sound of music ringing
In the quiet night of the beach

the homeless

LET ME DREAM... by azli jamil - traveler...

You spend your youth
To society and country
When the dawn has arrived
You are just plainly forgotten

The homeless on the streets
The forgotten ones society forgets
Leaving them all alone
Begging for crumbs surviving for a day

Some say don't give them alms
They are the ones never plan to live
The squandered their youth, money earned
For their self indulgences

We mustn't forget
It is still a test of faith
Of helping a needy alms
You may never know what God plan is
Every day a test will come our way

Learn to do it on your own
Don't listen to others when it is your turn
It is where you wil decide
The test of faith of God ways

The homeless we see
The wrong decisions made
The age old misery
Begging for alms to live a day
For tomorrow is hard to say

dreams must try

and they rode toward their dream... by vicnarciso

Don't let a dream disappear
The best one should give a try
You have to make the effort
Else it is just a dream

Every desire arousing from a vision
It is here one got it made
The sweet dream finally comes true
When action evolves into reality

You can dream many
You can make your wishes come true
As long as you know it is worth it
So don't let it dies in the sleep

You can dream
As long as you take comfort in it
Escaping into the make believe world
You make it facing the crowd

Then pick the ones
You have decision to do it well
Into it dreams will come true
As long as you make it through

a home we forget to live in

Peninsular Malaysia by Wakx

Diseases and environment
The red colour dancing in our eyes
As far as we can see
The way we have done ourselves
A home we forget to live in

The chimneys of white smoke
Bellowing high into the sky
The irritants droplet spread
In our lives we suffer as well

In the rivers and oceans
Our by products dumped into it
Mercury in the sea lives
We pay for our greed

Wars, missiles and bullets
The fire burning in souls
Destruction in our hands
As we try to exert superiority
We die in the end

We make our foot prints
Deadly for the ground we walk
A home we forget to live in
We are vagabond destroying our fate

dont forget charity

Even a smile is an act of charity by Swamibu

The Bishop talks about charitable good
Right in front of his porch he forgets
About the people who stayed on church land
Decades ago which I believe he should know them well

Now one had gone away
Regretably in her mind as she expired her life
With anxiety of becoming homeless
Manimathu has put a screw on the Bishop's mind

Man of church
Leader of the faith
As Bishop he allegedly shown no compassion
The Lord may not forgive him
For he has missed the calling

Charity always begins at home
In church as they have helped long ago
These people Bishop must come down from his chair
It is uncharitable to deal through lawyers

Words and action
It must flow with faith
As I read about the Bible
As it said Lucifer will erode the church

For it is through failure
The leaders of faith
Lucifer will return......
The Catholic church has failed in its mission
So the woes we will hear
Forgetting charity
Lust of power destroy all
It has been said many times
And Lucifer will use it so often
In so many ways around our lives

the bad hats

Georgetown Street Sign Penang Malaysia by les.butcher

Snatch thieves
And the economy woes
Desperate people
Desperate needs

Feeding the hunger
Some lazy to find work
Living on the hard earned money
Of honest people living

Some are drug addicts
Way beyond redemption
Finding victims to feed habits
The wastages of lives
The society feels the losses

So we must be careful
Full of alert on the streets
It happened to me years ago
In the cinema in Klang
Got 6 stitches on my stomach
When I made my police report
I got shouted at by a female police officer
It was my second time dealing with the police
Though through the years I met OCPDs and CPOs

I was the victim
Yet I got no sympathy
It became a talk in the village
The news travelled fast those years ago

Now of course I am always alert
Driving and walking on the streets
Time has not changed much to these years
We will live to tell our tales won't we?

the nutty world

Residence in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia by Frank Mertens

The world is such a nutty place
You don't get it right though you try
Walking on the streets and alleys
You think you will make the change

You listen to the crazy music
Buzzing your ears finding faults many
The motorists don't care about you
Revving high pitch making scenes

The world is such a nutty place
Full of everything except heavens
You try to make an honest living
You find you were born at the wrong time

The smog and haze clouding sky
You don't feel at home though you try
Busy people crazy drivers
And Mat Rempits waiting by

You have no choice but to make a living
On the streets you wish it is safe
Even police turning a black eye
In Chow Kit they say they have no chance

So you look around
Ordinary people ordinary lives
Living hands to mouths worrying about tomorrow
In the night the thieves and robbers come alive
And the drug pushers well dressed mingling crowd
The night is just begun

You walk on
Living and breathing it
Knowing tomorrow will be different
For it is in the star as old people say

no race bashing

Living in Harmony by pueyguan

Newspaper spins
About ungrateful citizens
Living in the country
On the grace of a race!

The country belong
To every race in the nation
It isn't the sole right of a race
We are the same

The way it spins
The aborigines should have their rights upgraded
They are the ones who are here
On this land where multi-races reign

Yet newspaper spins
The village champion
Amongst the world stage
It is a flop

No race bashing
We should think as one race one nation
We must fight for the progress of the country
Together we should face the challenges
Standing tall amongst the world leaders

as every page turning

Har Mee Prawn Noodles by avlxyz

Life no guarantees
Of good life and bad
The years on the road
It may be fruitful
It may be worst

The pages turn
The smile and tears
The struggling to take a hold
The fall of many
Losing hope shouldn't be one of them

The belief of one's ability
The corner stone to progress
It is the journey one has to take
Dreaming it won't make it happening

As long as one works on it
On dreams to make into reality
As every page turning
Life will change

touch somebody's hands

Touched! By the hand of God. by _BuBBy_

Touch somebody's hands
The feeling become mutual
On family members and acquaintances
It bonds them to know

When troubles brewing
Touch somebody's hands
It brings assurances
There are people who care

In this moment of hardship
When economy brings woes
The light seem so far away
Touch somebody's hands
It brings sparkle to a dreary existence

Touch somebody's hands
Even amongst lovers and affairs
Let the feeling show
In this moment nobody is alone

as the day spins

Spinning Away. by JourneyToNoWhere

Every day we choose
The way our minds say
Our eyes see and temptations
As the day spins breezing our minds

We want so many
We want it differently
We want to score it big
We want it to happen

Yet as we look upwards
We only see the white blue sky
The sun rays hot on our skin
And the warm wind
“Hello it's not so easy”

The road to one's kingdom
Hard work and focus
Nothing will come without effort
Even dreams need many dozes of reality

So we must dream
For reality will come
On effort makes it
As one wishes working on
A life a turning page every day

touch reality

Like a lover ...... by visithra

Lovers and haters
Parents objections
Life turning upside down
When lovers can't be together

Lovers eyes
Only see the good
Everything touches
The life long salute

Parents object
Eyes seeing a different character
Standing aside looking in
The shadow say something else
The broomstick arrives

The lovers fantasy
Parents put a stop
Before all turning hell
Of lovers blindness
As it will happen

Lovers don't act stupid
Don't follow Romeo and Juliet
Life loss never getting back
A wasted life a wasted journey
Take a snapshot think about it

ah long

Shark infested tree by Fadzly Mubin

When banks fail you
You are out in the cold
The world seems to go by
As you grabble with your woes

Financial turmoil
The misery of many
You hear it ringing
The crying faces
And the hungry souls

Outside feeling the hot sun
Rays hitting hard on the skin
Burning sensation the outcome flow
Alive yet the money woes

On the walls and trees
On the streets Ah Longs glare
The advertisements of easy money
Problem solved call Ah Longs

The glitter isn't gold
The golden ray just merely for show
When you fail to pay
The hellish nightmare begins
You wish you haven't fallen
The financial woes betraying self worth
And the worst cry of painful torture
Ah Longs don't care
They have no souls to spare