time to pay

The black knight galloping away
Sweat on his forehead lance forgets

On the stream he stops
Staring at it for a long time

The easy flow through pebble stones
Sand and dried twigs and logs

There is no bribery; no cheating
No alleged money politics

The streams flow evenly through
Life of it no bribery or coercion

The black knight sighs
He has gone beyond repaired

His soul tainted in greed
Corruption rings in his ear

The day of retributions
The party will pay

As he finally gallops away
The wind says “the truth finally takes over!”

the empire is falling

The empire is falling
The cracks of crumbling walls
Crushing silently the foundation weak
In time the weaknesses pitch

The history of falling empires
The crude ways of dealing with people
Offering bribes and kickbacks
The temptation cracks the principles fall

B-End has decades
The party leaders never learn
They always think they can fool the voters
Offering money, projects and promises

Even licensing a barking dog
A racist and the likes of him
It is ancient history yet he couldn't learn
Harping on it as the stage has changed

The steps of darkness
Hulu Selangor got trapped
By the long suffering of requests
Sibu folks know the difference

Money politics isn't the way
Only good upright principles
People's welfare and country's progress
It's the way lighting up the country

When empire going to fall
The leaders play the dirty games
They forget the people
They forget promises

the history will be made

Sibu folks rocks!
They make a choice
A ringing tune in the ears
A vote for change

Though alleged money play
Offering projects and promises
Yet the Sibu folks crossed out
The alleged corrupter of the party

“You help me I help you”
The black knight spoke
Bringing his bags of good
The alleged bribery couldn't work

The slogan of 1Malaysia
It doesn't have the meat to work
The wall of skeletons dancing weakly
Telling others how strong it can be

When the crunch came
It never walks the talk
It is just a lame excuse
Trying to fool the people

Now the history
The Sibu folks make it
It will be the Waterloo for Ameeno
Enough of the crying pain

love your Earth

You have no conscious
Leaving me with all the pain
Let me stand on the lonely sea
Splashing waves making fun of me

I try not to think
Of the loneliness capturing soul
Leaving all behind me
As I stand bravely battling the waves

The rolling jaws
White foam in its mouth
Roaring with laughter
It never hides its glee

The Nature telling it so
You have toiled without soul
Now I am coming to teach lessons
Love your Earth the life of your own

the touching flames

The waves of colours
Flowing in rhythmic moves
Capturing the eyes
It never fades away

The brilliant glow
It seems of lovers flow
Searching for the ultimate passion
Of erotic touches flaming ego

In the shadows of candles
Dancing weaving it along
The touching flow flames in the souls
Of sound waves lingering in the valley

The whispering echo
It never fades in the mind
As the shadows glow the ego
The rhythmic flow waving a glow

the vain the pain

By jiminycricket46

By the window panes
You see birds hopping on the lanes
Drawing your curiosity drawing shades
Open the sliding door you try to invade

In the open you look at the lanes
The domestic dogs looking lame
No barking no more game
As you try your thoughts in frame

The cloudy sky and its shades
The sun light bright sometimes fade
You don't think about it of its made
You want a glory life of fame

The eager mind will invade
The world where it is made
You don't try to think of mind's vain
You see the world is also made of pain

on the hilly mountain

On the hilly mountain
A man walks alone
Breathing the cool fresh air
Feeling so good

The misty colour air
It makes the day cool
He listens to all kind of birds
Chirping merrily in the woods

In the town centre
The rickety bus arrives
Unloading group of tourists
For the summer holidays

The shop owners smile
Money can be made alright
With the tourists in season
The till ringing money coming in

Years ago on the hill
Australian tourists came
Bringing with them
Views and cultures shared

On the hill the man just walks
Facing the golf course waving to friends
The day just like any other day
The misty fall the cool fresh air

we will dream on

The no principled man
Jumped on the wagon
Promising to fight for the people
For injustices and corruptions

A changed man he is not
A throw in his towel....
Wiping out his sweat and lies
On the people who put their trusts

The contributions can't be found
He can say what he wants now
For he is a loser any where he stood
The people will remember

He can't be a friend to all
The people hope he has changed
He only wants for his own.....
Leaving the voters in a lurch

The no principled man
Others like him people will learn
The con men in politics
We should bury them to pasture

sibu buy election

The Sibu folks

Bags full of magic

Raining hard on the ground

Open hands gathering harvests

B-end doesn't pay

All those years in government

Now this buy election

It starts to pour in

Take the money

Take the goods

It is yours anyway

It doesn't belong to B-end

Sibu folks

It's D-day in your hands

Know what had happened

Nothing much come your way

For over decades

The ruling party forgets

Now the leaders want you

Promising all kinds of goods

Sibu folks

Show us the way

Don't be afraid to change

Our ancestors did it

the wee afternoon

In the wee afternoon

A frog jumped out of the pond

The summer heat too hot to stay

Leaving his eggs all behind

The big eyes turning

He wants to join the big league

Many say it is where fortune is made

He licks his lips in the summer heat

On the side road he observes

The placards and notices hold

Many sweet young women parade

On the shadowy shades

He likes what he sees

The wearing sins bewitching his eyes

He rubs it a few times to make sure

What he sees isn't a mock up parade

In the wee afternoon

A frog jumped out of the pond

The summer heat too hot to stay

When he hears about fortunes to be made

the little birdies in the garden

The mama bird and 3 birdies
Hopping and tweeting happily
In the morning then again in late evening
Teaching the birdies of places of interest

On the ground searching for insects
The mama bird finds the birdies quickly fly
Flapping wings and tweeting loudly
They are eager to swallow the food

These are the 3 birdies in the cage
I released them 3 days ago............
So naturally I walk to the sliding door
Observing them and the usual antics I hear often

The mama bird teaching them
To fly and search for honey and insects
Not forgetting its resting sanctuary
Of honey and many insects of flowering trees

learn from history

Empire falls
Greed and corruption

The power crazy
Doing things autocratic ways

Never want to consult others
Get everything no sharing

When empire is strong
Many suckers tag along

Plundering the country's wealth
Never think about tomorrow

When economic turning bad
Selling the country its way

Owing external debts
High costs of interest

The greed and corruption
The people and country suffer

love is never blind

By angelwingsofdv

Love is never blind
It is the lovers closing one eye
Of the bad habits and bullying
On the relationship running its course

The minds and eyes
It never closes every time
On the road of relationships
You better learn to stand on your own

When bad habits over runs
When the ugly faces turn to ruins
Do you still think love is blind?
Facing a person inflicting pain?

Love is never blind
See with your eyes
Learn it in your mind
Don't get conned the rest of your life

the humming birds

The humming birds
A parenting bird 3 little birdies

Tweeting loudly in the garden
Teaching how to find food

The happy family of birds
Gathering in a family unit

The look out for predators
The 3 little birdies hopping around

Searching for food
The art of hunting ground

When the big predators come
Tweeting loudly flying away

To the big trees nearby
The save sanctuary for a while

clear the mites

Many have expected Wee
To leave PKR months ago
The way he positioned himself
Gunning the very party giving him a belonging

The gratitude isn't there
The voters expect these representatives
Do a good job for the people
Put personal needs behind

There are always motives
Gratifications for short term
Wee has his own personal setbacks
Once it is in the open hawks come to bargain

Anwar though good in his oratory skills
He can command the masses to hear him speak
Inwardly he forgets to get cracking on his party
When elected persons resigned, he should wake up

No doubt he had admitted his short comings
Picking candidates during the last election
Now with the many representatives gone
Anwar should ask his close associates beef up the party

Now he knows
He can't depend on his likes
Proper screening and adoption
Of people's view to generate renewal

PKR leaders wake up mop the floor
Too many mites suffocating your minds
Mistakes on selection change the system
2 years before GE13 hit the goal post

life of abuses

Life of abuses
Many on the rise
Nobody wants to talk about
Initially feeling unwanted

Battered wives
Ill treated girlfriends
The wolves in sheep skin
Women have been warned

Yet in society
The wrong approaches happen
Life of abuses still rampant
In a society of well educated people

The crying in the loneliness
The nightmares reflected in the shadows
Of bad dreams unfairly treated
The women pray for deliverance

Life of choices
In a bad relationship
Life is free to roam
Don't be afraid to start alone

sibu folks change or remain?

Sibu folks
Now you go
Voting for change
Voting to remain

The black knight gallops
Bringing his bags of goods
Carrying by his horse
He hopes to get your votes

Telling you stories
His slogan his vision
He hasn't told you
What is behind his back?

One for you
Three backwards
One hope 2 visions
He hasn't played his full cards

So beware as your mark the cross
On the ballot papers staring at you
Vote for change; vote to remain
Sibu folks play your game

the people's traitors

The people's traitors
They can't stand the heat
They want to cash out
Quickly before it is too late

The internal conflicts
Of power and greed
Will they ever learn?
Politics isn't for power or wealth

It is for the people
It is for the country's needs
Don't short changed the voters
You will become the people's traitors

Short term gains
Long term suffering in disgrace
For you and your generations
You will not live in peace

the sand of wealth

By TheLostSaint

The sand of wealth
The greed of the minds
Forgetting the principles of life
Degrading one's foundation the disease spreads

Face to face talk
Politicians fail to do
Within party leaders
Forming associations

The hammering blow
On the leadership sparks
Talking to party leaders
Face to face talk

It hardly happens
The ulterior motives
Abundance to make a fall
Crying wolf burning smoke

The sand of wealth
The pepples of greed
Magnetizing the mind
The fall from grace

what heart belong?

By avinele

The heart beating in the chest
Warming up the day and the night
Of living reaching out to get free
The way it pumps up every time

The black heart of greed
The dark shadows enticing the weak
Telling make believe stories
The gullible always fall....

The pyramid heart reaching the top
Underlings struggle working hard for it
Getting less through all the efforts
Of con people working on your heart desires

The heart of gold letting it free
Working for others helping to make a better living
Sharing the burden carrying the loads
The heart warming stories filling up our minds

The broken hearted the faces of defeat
Of assignments can't find time to make it
Of lovers' jealousy draining out the life
The worrying faces the heart beating foolishly

The itchy heart running for games
Love become an excuse to start affairs
Of the lonely hearts emotionally drained
In this world so many heart telling stories

Try heart to heart talk
Don't carry all the baggages
Make your heart go free
Live the life heart of richness

speed kills

Speed kills
Notices posted in our minds
Don't try to be number 1
On the road is free dealing

Speed kills
Yet how many listen?
Driving on the roads
Showing they can beat the red light?

Many died driving recklessly
Emotional flame and drunkard driving
They always think they can control
“I know the road been driving for ages”

The next thing they realize
In hospital nearly dead in beds
The tangled body injuries....
Saying regrets will be too late

I always play this song
In my head as I drive along
“Billy don't be a hero.....”
Better be late than never arrive

Genting Highlands
Gambling stalks the living
Of losers and broken affairs
Gambling debts and brakes failure

Even on the highland I heard stories
Of those people who once worked there
Of ghosts checking in and disappeared
Of nights of voices calling in the nights

Of ghosts following
Waiting for mistakes make
Of recklessness and emotional failure
The receipe of disaster waiting to happen

the pied piper from east coast

By kazan_photo

The Pied Piper from East Coast

Blowing with the typhoon...........
Rocking the boat of stability
He wants to match his history

“Arise Malays”
Tomorrow gathering
Police so grant permit
The imbalance of heritage

The rabid black dogs
Barking at the wrong road
The darkness in nation history
Afraid to lose even with support

The Pied Piper from East Coast
The ingratitude besetting his form
The support of the people in the country
This is where we all would be

We are Malaysians
Don't ever we forget
This is the nation
The glory or worst we make!

one fall guy again

One fall guy
The whole team got free

Accomplices aren't charged
Part of the team

This is the way
The work of choosing

The fall guy takes the blame
Why trigger happy to use it?

The top brass should be held
The way the lower ranks do

Regulations and rules
No training on daily basis

Read and lecture
Life lost the last resort

We pay to do a job
Does it with humanity

Taking lives the last penalty kick
Advantage with you; the guy with a gun!

goodbye little birdies

Goodbye little birdies
As you fly to your freedom
Let the tweeting can be heard
As you taste the free wind

Today I let them free
The flight of joyous flee
Up in the sky weak wings
It's freedom they would make it

The parenting birds fly in
Tweeting with joy seeing the little birdies
Finally they feel whole family unit
The joy of birds into the trees

Goodbye little birdies
The harsh reality the preying predators
Live the life you were born
Tweet your way the freedom of the wind

the reality show

The strong wind blowing
Bending palm and bamboo trees
Swaying in every direction
Then the rain fall

Beating it through
Causing wet on sliding doors and porch area
The bird cage swaying
The little birdies looking straight

Flapping wings tweeting endlessly
The parenting birds flying in to feed
Spreading wings tweeting loudly
The happiness registered on the little birdies

Each little birdie trying to get in line
Pushing the others away to get the feed
Only the parenting birds know best
They feed the one they see it first

Rain or shine the parenting birds arrive
Bringing food to feed the little birdies
For weeks they carry on the routine
Until the little birdies have grown

The previous nights the birdies woke
They kept quiet heads popping up to see
No flapping wings no tweeting
Only trying to sense the echo I made

Even I stared at the cage
The little birdies remained quiet
Nothing to tell of predators
The little birdies kept it alone

Today the eldest birdie
It flapped its wings hopping wildly
The other 2 stared at the intrusion
Of sound hitting the metal cage

So night birds can see
When fully grown birds
They will know predators
Preying while they fall asleep

Tomorrow time to let them go
The parenting birds finding hard to search for food
The weather in the afternoon cloudy and gloomy
Insects will not be easy to hunt.........

I observed at evening
The parenting birds flying in to see
Tweeting for the little birdies
They jump wildly so eager to get free

For the past few days
It is the on going parenting feel
Hopping around the bamboo trees
Feeling sad flying to the cage

Peeping at the little birdies
Tweeting for them to get free
The little birdies flapping wings
The happiness sing in the cage

Night fall the parenting birds gone
Leaving the little birdies alone.....
Let them sleep huddling together
Prey there are no predators

The reality show
Prematurely ends tomorrow
If you hear the parenting birds
Tweeting sadly for the little birdies

It is how parents will search
When their children disappear
Finding them going every where
Praying they will be found

just for news

http://gutteruncensorednews.com/

Are you a man?
Are you a woman?

Exposing nearly all
Walking on the street

Let people stare
Thinking mind is crazy

Wearing ridiculous high heel
Strutting your way on the street

Are you a man?
Are you a woman?

You called yourself Lady Gaga
Where's fashion sense?

You want to create an illusion
You make yourself lowering dignity

Are you a man?
Are you a woman?

You go nearly naked
With a name called Lady Gaga

the babies cry

By jennscpks

The babies cry
In the day in the night
The echo ringing
“Help me! Help me make it!”

The babies cry
In the bushes
In the abandoned houses
Wrapped up in house of God

Sexual love heat of passion
Family planning forget....
The passionate love sex the game
And the babies cry

Beginning is the easy game
Forgetting about values
Forsaking principles and faces
All for the sexual flame

Now the sorrow
Family can't take it
Friends may not help
The babies cry

Now know this
Sin has been committed
Don't abandone it
Give up for adoption

There are many childless couples
They are willing to help you make it
Give the babies chance of life
Don't let the babies cry

the black moon in the sky

By Acid_Kid_13

The Black Moon in the sky
The dim light shadowing clouds

Even in the after world
Love hasn't died in the souls

Love lives amongst the departed
Carrying with them into eternal peace

Love never ends when Black Moon arrives
It is unfinished on this paradise of our lives

When the flesh all gone dust to dust
Mix with mud pebbles and sand..........

The living think the departed souls
Nothing for them to live for...........

The Black Moon in the sky
It never ends though we all gone

On the time we play
The life we cherish, love and music

Underground a new phrase
Living will not know; the dead can't tell

The living can only imagine
What will it be in God's land?

love sign

By jEss_mm7

Love sign
A symbol of an entry
Of a life pursuing

Every day of a journey

Nothing on the side

Nothing to hide
Everything in the open
Don't be shy

Love sign
It captures eyes
It holds the mind
The ring shines

It isn't a contract of life
It can be broken; it can be hijacked
Love sign is a symbol
For lovers to tag in the minds

the deserted beach

By monicabuth

The deserted beach
Far away from the tourists
On the island by itself
Nature brings eyes delight

The soft breeze
Whirring into the air
Rushing waves of white foam
Gleefully floating along

The ripples of the sea water
Spreading in circles reaching shore
The six pack curves on its body
The sight the mind dreams

The lighted colours
Floating along with the ripples
Be part of the entourage
On the shore feeling its value

A lonely woman feels
On the water kissing her body
Life of paradise nature brings
She plays along feeling her way

The beach of soft breeze
Whirring with the rushing waves
Stirring the shore bright up images
For a while nature sings along

casting lines

By MeanJoeNSGA
Punta Russa Beach near Bunch Beach

The sun going down
The darkness slowly emerges
Across the sky the brilliant sparkles
2 fishing hobbyists trying luck

On the beach of pebbles and mud
Eyes see mind of struggling fishes
Get caught in the fishing rods
Pulling and struggling to get free

The sea waves calmly claim
The shore of long stretching curve
Kissing the shore line sweetly floating away
2 fishing hobbyists concentrating

The sun finally settles
The darkness begins to cry
Over in the dark sky
The stars sparkle just in time

the little birdies

The little humming birds
The noises they tweet
Seeing the parenting birds
Feeding them by the bird cage

It has been 14 days
Growing up with body changes
Feathers are well formed now
Tails are growing flying easy

There are still little birds
Finding insects will take time
In the cage
Until it is fully grown

Spraying water
Wet on their feathers
The little birdies will not tweet
As much as on dry feathers

They keep quiet
Even humans passing by
It's just to say
“Look I am not well groomed yet!”

So I now watch
Behind the darkened glass sliding doors
Studying what they will be doing
The way they see food delivered

mothers of the world

Mothers of the world
Today everyday you will be
The healers of souls
The makers of the race

The love enrichments
You give without reservations
You put every child
A mother's gift of life

When the tough reality faces
The mothers will know best
The warm and loving embrace
Of the years bringing children

The challenges accept
Mothers will never run away
The foundation of the world
The mothers we salute

Mothers of the world
You are the paradise in children's eyes
Glowing with loving care and hugs
The foundation lays the future bright

the natural forests

By handysandy31

Live in the natural woods
Of trees, streams and shades
Listen to the waterfall
The birds and inserts

It heals the soul
Somehow in the modern world
Clearing of natural buffer zones
We will suffer on our greed

The clearing of forests
The destroying of streams and seas
Polluting it with our careless attitudes
Corruption abounds in our pursuit of wealth

Living in modernity
The natural forests slowly disappear
All in pursuit of happiness
The natural buffer zones raided

Love the forests
The streams, waterfalls and rivers
Oceans to cool the hot temperatures
The sustainity of life forms in the sea

The home to the animals
The home to the insects
The home to the forest dwellers
The balancing of the eco-system

The natural world
A healer for our souls
Only we understand it
Living in this moment

the night desert

By sterling_red

The cool night desert
The dry wind caressing the emptiness
Of sand and night creatures
The nightmares when stuck in it

The silence in your mind
Alone sitting burning fire
The golden fiery light of the night
Roasting wild animal to stay alive

The cracking woods
The smoke roaming to the sky
The dry wind screaming in the night
Suddenly a ball of brilliant light

The radiant glow reaching to the night
Glory in the sky as night sparkles
Throwing brilliant horde of lights
Telling the moon “come get me”

The sky opens with bright stars
Shining on the night cool desert
The echo of the wind caressing along
The vast empty desert seems alive

the natural sky

By fairydancer464

The natural sky
Colours and lights
God's creations
Humans admire

The picture tells
A story of lights and angels
Maybe we think of magical stories
Enthralled in our young minds

Though adults still wish
The glory of God make it soon
On Mother Earth crying for help
When warring children forget

The natural sky
The beauty of nature glow
Stop for a minute to admire
This is the way it should be!

life full of circles

Life full of circles
In the ring it battles through
You never know what inside
As others pushing you along

You can stop for a while
Searching for a reason to stay
Others behind you will say
“Move on; don't waste our time”

Life full of circles
Go round and round
You try to make it quick
Falling deep into the heap

Struggling to get it free
Others stare some say “Make way!”
You think others will help
They just walk by shaking heads

Life full of circles
You wonder into it
Eyes see all the dots
Mind imagine all sorts

When you think you have arrived
The circles start to move all over again
Life full of circles
It never stops for any one

parasites embrace

Parasites grow
Leave it there

It rakes in the nutrients
On the lazy afternoon

It lingers for years
Absorbing it all for free

No working parasites
It takes from others to survive

Growing without contributions
The hardwork sharing nothing

Cut it off
Before more harm than good

Parasites embrace
The circle of life

Beware about it
Before it takes you for a ride

emergency rule?

Kelantan the backward State
Wealth distribution is hard to come by
With the constant poking by the Ameeno
The trappings finally arrive

The Sultan of Kelantan
Respect of his status ignore
The police came put him in hospital
For purposes of treatment

Normally police outriders
Horning for all to hear
For the Royal family to hospital
In this instant protocol ignored

The tension in Kelantan palace
The Pakatan government must be aware
Start getting it heals quickly
It serves no purpose to prolong it

Looking at it
Ameeno trying ala Perak
Create confusion and tension
The government agencies roping in

It leaves the lapdogs
Barking loud for all to hear
The noises of backroom antics
Wanting an emergency fall of Kelantan

the painted colours

The painted colours
Blinding the eyes
Radiant glow telling its glory
Capturing the unweary souls

Believe it at your own peril
The way the stories unfolded
The glossy magazines painted words
Covering up newspapers etiquette forget

The painted colours
On the print media and televisions
Controlled it to project images
For the bad things keep out of view

Now know this
There are laws divided
For ABC and D on the fence
The crumbling of an empire

There are too many fissures
Water shooting out in all directions
The painted colours
Slowly melting down

the opening eyes

Now the opening eyes
What the goons will do to keep wealth?
There is now no law to prevent them
They are the law unto their world

As I see it
The empire is crumbling down
The way the affairs are conducted
Nothing seems to fix it right

Sultan has no authority to sack chief minister
As a constitutional monarchy he is just a symbol
The authority lies with the people and elected officials
Yet the empire runs foul of the Constitution

Now the police showing disrespect to a Sultan
Bundled him and forcibly took him to hospital
Though he wished to be treated outside the State
The special police unit officers thought otherwise

Nothing from Perkasa
They are totally silent in their cocoons
The racists of malay supremacy
Suddenly its gun has no bullet

And the big brother
No official condemnation on the police
The decorum for a Sultan
They conveniently keep quiet

People know and read
Use your vote to effect changes
We can't live like a alleged mafia world
When police show no respect to a Sultan

freedom has a prize

When you can run
You can be free

When freedom in your hand
You must know the responsibility

Don't take it for granted
You must know the law

The rules and regulations
On the way of freedom

Parents shouldn't forget
The young adults prone to cause mischief

Know where they are
Whom they mix around

Show interests
Draw up the lines

For life isn't a play thing
It can fall; it can disappear

The law enforcement officers
Carrying guns don't give you right

To take a life
Without just cause and reason

Firing shots
Only at extreme precaution

Even it must be evaluated
Is it worth to shoot the person?

Freedom has a prize
It doesn't come cheap

the mail order brides

The mail order brides
The guys here spend money
Thinking it is the best buy
Only the nightmares

Throw money for beauty
One look the guys sweating high
Beauty on parade....
Like the olden days

Now back home
They guys find no appealing
Equality independent spirit
The guys just can't stomach it

So the mail order brides
Vietnam, Myanmar and China
Borrow money to look for brides
Only the nightmares

The guys glow on beauty
Women fair skin flow of honey
Throwing money into empty well
Where is love guys?

Borrowed money
Heart broken misery life
The mail ordered brides
Can't they find back home?

a message from UK

Is there a message in UK election for us?
Labour Party can't form a government out-right
Labour has to form alliance with the two small parties
If Labour wants to hold on to 10 Downing Street

British voters voted for change
After 13 years under Labour rule
The voters in UK decided for it
It is now a hung parliament

No party has a majority
Conservative Party has the edge
Unless the party team with Labour
For a comfortable majority to govern Britain

Now in our local scene
We must be brave to change
Don't believe what B-end says
It's enough of what we read and seen

We must be brave to change government
Let other parties a chance to play a role
The superpowers can change its governing body
We are just a small fry so there shouldn't be a jam

Wake up people!
City and rural areas
The country's wealth
We must protect for the future

the old car

The old car
Colour paint faded
Engine stalled
The owner leaves behind

On the parking lot
Amongst the running cars
Leaving it there
Forget all about it

The old car
No light to its life
Served its purpose
Now leave to rust

The owner doesn't bother
The old car is just gone
It tells a person responsibility
Tow it away or sell it as scrap

The old car
No tear to fall
Served its purpose
Now leave it to forget

blind in the night

The little birdies blind
The night falls light can't tell
Huddled together to keep warm
Predators come they just ignore

Even making noises
There is no effect
The little birdies may crop up to see
After a while back to sleep

It makes the similar game
Humans play and greed
Take the wealth close one eye
Of the corruption eating into lives

Jawi talks about social problems
Drinking, sex and fornication.....
It is the only to heal the society?
Jawi forgets about greed and corruption

Close one eye
Double lanes different rules
Talk on pious muslim scholars
Non-muslim shouldn't quote

Blind in the night
The little birdies sleep
No matter what sound arrives
Dozed off the way of life

make living interesting

The old hard to go
Entrenched on the familiar ground
They can't see beyond
Maybe afraid to make new inroads

The phrase of life
It shouldn't stay in one place
It has to get evolved for change
Make it better living it too

The routine of a journey
We can make some divertions
Enjoy some of the delicacies
Out of the planned escapades

It's all in the mind
The way it should live it
It just needs to tweet
Help each other all the times

the cat lovers

When rats can't be found
Living in the clean compound

The cats go sleeping
In the afternoon and night

What's there to do?
When the drains clean and unclogged?

So they spend the time
Be lovers cuddling furry hairs

In the house they roam
Sitting on soft leather sofa

Posing like Cleopatra
And the passing Romeo

Hidden cameras
Pictures taken

Blackmail who wants it?
The cat lovers free as the wind

don't forget nature!

By forestgreenguitar
nuclear power plant

Nuclear power
The energy of the modern world
When we sit and think about it?
Is it really beneficial?

Man made ambitions
There is always the death factor
Though we all passed out eventually
But not with the suffering of bad health

France may have a good management skill
Administrating the nuclear power plants
The effects of the fall out and disposal wastes
It never happens yet...........

The terrorists always plan
The weakest point to attack
When they hit these nuclear power plants
The devil may have arrived

Solar energy is the natural gift
No wastage no spill over
Every country should adopt it
The way of energy requirements

In Malaysia we don't have the skills
Our 3rd world mentality sorry for the nation
The majority race still wants handout...
How to progress to nuclear power house?

It is the alleged plot of wealth
Destroying the land of sunshine
Some may argue it is the way forward
At a price of destruction to nature?

Nature is God's gift
We have to take custody and manage it well
Else we will suffer for our folly
When solar energy is naturally free

live to plan

Live to plan
The way ahead
The journey unknown
Only what is the present

Don't hold on to the past
It is just a whisper what had done
Even you cry for the missing opportunities
It has all gone today is the time

Live to plan
Don't allow regrets to cloud your mind
What you need to do?
Believe in tomorrow!

The past is gone
The present is there to make
The future a chance to profit
So live to plan

the tantric lover

By rustysmommy

The solid rocks
Facing the sea waves
Alone braving its caresses
Breathing in exhaling out

The tantric lover
Depends on the wind
Blowing its course
Engineering its ways

The sound of waves
Roaring high splashing wild
The solid rocks capture
The essence of its life

In between the flow
The white foam of water
Mesmerizing the eyes
As the wind takes it high

The tantric lover
Rock the world on the sea
The white lashes of waves
Whispering caressing flow

wednesday night

Wednesday night
The night market comes alive
Food and cheap sales
Coming alive

Students everywhere
They meet to taste the different food
Wednesday night
It's night market alive

The open air
At the mercy of the rain
Wednesday night
Most of the time

Cars park both sides
Pedestrains walking
On the dim light roads
Wednesday night market comes alive

drowsy in the afternoon

The little birdies
Afternoon it's siesta time
Dozing off on the long pole
Heads bending low

Sound across the street
It will not wake it up
The sleepy mode kicks in
The drowsy afternoon heat

The little birdies
Days gone growing up quickly
In the cage flying and hopping
Trying to break out free

When whistling sound in the air
The little birdies stop flying and stare
Eyes picking up listen attentively
No more hopping around

In the heat of the afternoon
The little birdies take a nap
Bending heads so low.......
Until the parenting birds chirping them up

the shame trial

The shame trial
The evidence tells it bright
The specialist doctors write
Yet the judges turn otherwise

You have no fair discourse
The ameeno wants you in
The judiciary can't think straight
It's jail they wanted you badly

They know there is no evidence
It is just to make you suffer in humiliation
The fixed up charge to put your behind bar
They know they will lose in the plot

The way the Titanic sinks
Believing it is made of solid steel
In the end nature enslaves it
Sink into the deep ocean.........

The absolute power corrupts
The rust will eat the solid steel
It has already happened........
The greedy wants a quick fix

The shame trial
The greedy and corrupt unite
Afraid of the ghosts
They dig more holes

never give up

The darkness will be a challenge
Blackened out the vision of the eyes

You stand alone in no where land
You feel disoriented grabbing for a hold

You can't see in the total darkness
You know life can hopeless in this situation

You close your eyes hoping for the light
Taking small steps at a time...........

The silence whisper in your ears
You try to find your way out here

Small steps to seek the light
You never give up though you try

Something inside keep telling you
Success comes on trying many times

So you keep trying every step
Until you see a dim light of a star

Right enough a torch light shines
A rescue worker enters the wall of darkness

You smile with relief
The darkness seems a distance time

change ways of doing

RCI
The last two didn't light
It was buried somewhere
Made, delivered and cold storage

One for the police
The police wants its own inquiry
So impartiality is suspect
RCI went to sleep

One for the judiciary
Meddling affairs
The truth unearth
It was laid to rest

Once more the public ask
RCI on police shooting....
Too many deaths in police hands
It will not happen........

The covers will come
The long arm of the law will not happen
Internal protection for their kind
The public can demonstrate makes no honour

The police has lost it
The demons have gone to play
Within its alleged ranks
Amongst themselves they rule

The simple truth
Change government
The tracks will be replaced
A new light will shine

tell public the truth

The hidden truth
It is under investigation
Nobody should jump the gun
Then why take so long?

The internal probe
The police officer isn't relieved of duty
He should be suspended pending inquiry
To find the truth

Now the public want to know
So many deaths in police hands
Is it the way to stop crimes?
Even innocent ones too

The police should tell
Quickly to the public
Any delay will cause a bad perception
As it is many have thought that way

nothing really!

Man always wants beautiful things
Even with women Man never forgets

Blind dates are just blind
When the date comes like playing poker

A good hand or the poor soul
Want to smile or want to hide

It is pathway to life's journey
The little shots Man got in history

At least you had the charm
The gallantry to hang it on

Even with a single malt
You held your card until blown away

Yet you must believe
You didn't run in the beginning

Once I accompanied a city friend
In his car to meet his blind date

What did I know about blind date?
The village bumpkin learning in the city

I waited in his car
He went out to meet his blind date

The next thing I realized
He came running back to the car

He revved up the car
“Better run the mother with a broom!”

Half way through
He laughed and I was the fool

“What did you do?”
“Nothing really!”

bad apples discoloured it

Pursuing of wealth
Mixing with the underworld
Knowing how easy cash is made
Greed gets the better of it

Collecting hot information
Use it to bargain in career moves
Not once many times over
Blackmail has no etiquette

International balls carrier
It always work in any organization
Once the work is laid
Things will move quite easily

Badge of honour
It never brings rain of wealth
It is the soul believing in God
It is into it honesty dwells

Go for short term goals
Enjoy the short paradise of bliss
When it is done, where life will be?
The journey is lost

Badge of honour
Some bad apples discoloured it
Bringing the force a bad name
Only change of government a new direction

the bad frogs

The bad frogs
They got the wealth and awards

The voters shout
Angry with the fall out

The alleged millions
The bad frogs keep quiet

Corruption cases
Go to court acquitted on a trial

Some go bashing
Against friends and leaders

One got a datukship
One got a senatorship

The bad frogs
Croaking in luxury pond

Soaking with golden rays
Burning up its life values

The bad frogs
The voters shout

the badge of honour

The badge of honour
Hold it with pride and commitment
Somewhere in its history
The bad apples make it wrong

Many died in the police hands
Waylaid robbers and gangsters
The vigilante patrols in uniform
No court no paper work to report

The convenient saying
Shootout with robbers and gangsters
Police officers have to defend themselves
While discharging their duties

It is fair and fine
If it is the truth be told
When other innocent parties died
At the wrong place the wrong time?

Even in police custody
The alleged suspects sustained injuries
Some died while in police detention
Cooking up excuses hiding facts again

Now the shooting on a 15 years old boy
On the head while driving away in late night
Police version and witnesses account.....
Think of the past deeds the public lost confidence

The badge of honour
A long ride to claim its place
For a few bad apples police dig in
The police force a long way from home

where is the honour?

The olden days
The police had honour
The people respect the profession
For they held their badges in high

Years down the road
Somewhere along greed takes over
The badge has become a passport to wealth
To cable connections for lazy work

I had mixed with police officers
Some I knew before they got promoted
One got right up to CPO before he retired
These officers I knew played their roles

A year ago my brother in law retired
As the deputy OCPD of the police force
He told me of gangsters and bad hats
When he was around every one of them behaved

The underworld gangs know who he was then
The power of the badge and the easy approaching ways
Yet he knows he had to maintain certain level of civility
For when one is out on retirement vengence may come

Now the police badge is dishonoured
The people have lost confidence.......
It is said fish rot in the head the tail moving no direction
So we have read the childish statement

The IGP made to the press
For an employee he committed gross insubordination
He dares to say it he will get free
For the home minister can't kick ball

It will take a new government
For change to bring back the glory
Right now we have to prepared ourselves
Within the small area we live in....

the swinging time

“I don't know about Facebook
I just swing here feeling free
I can teach you if you want to
It swings on even direction”

“I come here to swing
Every time my mommy clicks
Into the Facebook world
Leaving me alone...”

“Well...you are swinging
You learn quite fast Wind
Pushing it along with me
How I wish we can see!”

“My mommy telling me
Go and swing your life free
Luckily I have you here
Wind will play with me”

the weary cyclist

by tik_wangrug

The weary cyclist
Pedalling up hill and down hill
Breathing hard on the climb
Puffing hard work feeling free

When reaching the cool shady trees
The cyclist pedals up slowly inhale
Finding a nice cool place park the bicycle
Inhaling the cool fresh air instead

Lying on the green grasses
Eyeing the natural glow of the trees
The sunlight glowing sparkling shadows
The cyclist smile for the efforts worth the ride

The nearby streams roaring softly away
Butterflies, bees and dragonflies for company
In the hilly cool shady trees
The cyclist soaks into the stream..

change for the best

Have you heard of NEM?
The government says it is best for the people
The policy changes giving every one an equal chance
Yet release a teaser final report will come

Have you heard of Perkasa?
Quickly registered and approved of publication permit
By the government for a sole purpose to help
The ameeno programmes of a race............

The mouth piece to hammer
Creating sparks amongst the rural folks
Still working on the rule and divide
Perkasa will do just that............

Have you heard of NEAC?
The committee for finalising NEM
They talk of discrimination in private sector
They don't talk about public administration

1Malaysia sounding good
It's a slogan bewitching the masses
Unleashing Perkasa to play on racial mind games
No action will be taken as it plays its role

How will the people feel?
We are Malaysians..........
We are treated differently
Wake up people for change

This government must go
Through the ballot boxes
For the future of the country
And her people marching forward

speaker's corner

Speaker's Corner
Let you speak in public
Let you say your frustrations
Let you say your suggestions

Speaker's Corner
It doesn't say it is free
You have to know the laws
Don't get hauled up by police

Speak within the confinement of laws
Then you can strum your guitar making any song
No authority will find a cause to alarm
Speak the truth with facts

Speaker's Corner
A time to tell
Let the public know
What ills the country

Speaker's Corner
The way it should be
Let learn how to speak in public
Telling what ills the country

bubbles of life

By findstuff22

Bubbles of life
The colours come alive

The green, yellow, blue and white
Floating out reaching the sky

It goes round and round
It's fragile within soul

Once you get out there
Stand on your feet go for it

Don't be afraid of failures
It makes life worth trying

Bubbles of life
It's free only get it flying

time to strike out on your own

The leader of the pack
The journey he wants to make

The coalition partners weak
The consensus has gone with it

The coalition contract
It never has meaning

Now the ugly truth
We know years ago

The writing on the wall
These leaders don't see at all

The coalition has cracked
The ground is soft waiting to fall

Now the ugly truth
It has evolved to dominant rule

The other partners wake up and go
It's no use under the puppet strings

There is no equal amongst partners
Time to strike out on your own

when love gone wrong

By me_whisper

When love gone wrong
The red rose falls
Shamedly throwing away
Of rain pouring

The journey seems to stop
The mind feels the hollowness
Reaching out to every part of soul
When love gone wrong

The heavy pouring rain
The heavy toll on the body
Sitting on the ground to absorb it
When love gone wrong

Do you listen to me?
What did I do to deserve the pain?
When love gone wrong
Nothing seems romantic anymore

the bench

By tik_wangrug

The shade of a big tree
Casting shadows of romance
Leaving its marks an echo to the ground
On the bench hiding in the late night

The lovers who make the light
Whispering words of endearments
Judging on the strokes of midnight
It leaves many cuts into memories

When age and time pass by
The older generations walk through
On the garden of pure beauty
Remembering the shade of big tree

Occasionally rain fall
Dripping wet from the sky
The bench holds on to its rights
For weary travellers seeking time

Of days and of nights
The shadows shine
Telling stories by the big tree
Once the marks in history tales

stop the daylight raiders

The 50% of the population
They never know about daylight raiders
They just never want to know
Living with handful they get

With open arms they do
Welcoming the daylight raiders
Pillaging the country's wealth
They accept the crumbs

They believe what they get
Thinking it is paradise with forceful smile
Living with grace believing they aren't fools
Yet the daylight raiders riding free

They sing praises
They admire the spirit
Giving alms of crumbs
The daylight raiders smile

The other 50% painted stories
Of the country's wealth diminishing
Going to the hollow pit.............
We mustn't let the daylight raiders go free

The truth will be known
When we opt to change the scene
Go to a 5 star hotel walk behind the story
You will see the difference playing

the wee hour of the morning

In the wee hour of the morning
On the steps of giant buildings
The teenagers group around smoking
Feeling free with the night wind

In the back alleyways
They get drunk throwing empty cans
The teenagers go running
Laughing out loud in the open

In the wee hour of the morning
The teenagers group in night spot areas
Feeling the world at their feet
The carefree ways living today

What they do they feel great
Living with their own peers feeling no shame
The years may not pass there again

In the wee hour of the morning

fireflies in the night

Fireflies in the night
Along the swampy areas
Firing small lights
In the dark shadow

The natural way
Only we forget to let it stays
We let our greed over-rides
Destroying the natural habitat

Fireflies in the night
Once I used to play with it
Capturing them in bottle
Glowing in the dark night

I could see the glow
Blossom with beautiful light
In unity they show its colour
Fireflies in the night

Now I don't see
The fireflies in the night
Only in swampy dark areas
Come together for a last fling

The fireflies of the night
It will be gone in our time
The natural connection all gone
On our greed and fools we have been

the wee hour teenagers

They say age pass will be gone
You will not get it back again

The saga of teenagers
They will get into all kind of activities

Indulging in it as a cool hungry acts
The shadow of lives living now

The wee hour of teenagers
Like the vampires come alive

In the night amongst friends
Others they meet sharing common goals

The worst the teenagers landed into hot water
Scaling their lives a footnot in their minds

The wee hours of bursting energy
The world seems for them to play

Only the unlucky ones
Mat Rempits robbers and thieves

Armed of the law enforcements
It come swiftly down on them

Some go to jail
Some die with bullets

The wee hour teenagers
They think the world belonging to them

When reality bites
Good spirits the folders light

one little birdie gone

One little birdie gone
Tweeting in the morning
It was the youngest....
Now passed away turning turtle

It stood on the bamboo pole
Tweeting for attention or food
The other 3 little birdies kept silence
Sending signals into the empty sky

In the late morning
It slipped to the bird cage board
Struggling to get up........
I thought it would be easy

Less than 30 minutes I found
It was gasping for oxygen eyes closed
I knew it had no hope to survive
I wondered how it could die....

Maybe the other little birdies
Jumped on its body trying to turn it over
I didn't know I was back to do my chores
By the time I came around its life had gone

So the jinx happens again
Last year the youngest one passed away
Crushed to death by the other 3 little birdies
In its nest cold as in the morning

I buried it in the garden
A short prayer for its good opportunity
A short freedom to live a while
Yet it didn't make it

keep the bonding

A daughter like you
A proud father will smile

Ear to ear sleeping well
Dreaming all of his sleep

Waking up knowing it
The daughter will grow up

Will she think differently?
When time and age catch up?

The bond should stay
The years will come anyway

Keep it there
Remember the time

A daughter like you
A proud father will cherish

With fading eyes
Dreaming of the good times

the double railway tracks

The little birdies
Tweeting by one whole morning
Calling wide through the empty space
“Give me food and I will stay quiet”

The 3 others filled stomachs
No more tweeting hopping about
The youngest little birdie keeps tweeting
They only look “Let you be”

Is this the way we behave?
Take the money close one eye
Let the country's going to the greedy pots
We are economically satisfied with our own ways?

This is the dilemma
We have seen the parties take it
Blantantly saying what they want
Of laws and Constitution raped many times

The double railway tracks
These agencies switch as they like
Many reports can be filed
They allegedly drag their feet through all the red lights

Suppression isn't the way
It will build underground dissatisfation
Slowly it will run its course
The government of the day will fall

It is better to accept wrong
Denying it trying to enforce
The will of the force......
They forget about the people's power

When it is unleashed
History has seen and continue to be seen
When people feel the country is at stake
They will rise to protect her sovereignty

Like the 4 little birdies
When night falls they cuddled to keep warm
Knowing the cool weather shivering feathers
They come together to stay warm

a joy ride never was

A joy ride
On the roads
15 years old boy
No licence driving family car

He thought he did right
Cruising in morning at 2
Without car driving licence
What he was doing?

Police patrol car saw
The crime prone areas
The police gave chase
The 15 years old sped away

Along the way shots were fired
The car banged into a tree
The young 15 years old boy died
His life and dreams disappeared that night

The public outcry
The police too trigger happy
Shooting to kill seem the motto
A 15 years old wasn't the first

The police could shoot the car's tyres
They should do what is necessary to stop the car
Taking life should be the last defence
It shouldn't be the ultimate aim of crime prevention

Now the public anger
The police hasn't learned its damage control
Too many deaths in the hands of police
In police custody and on the streets

Know your job
Prevention to stop crime
It isn't to take lives
Be human as life is at stake

the window

The golden age
Gardening past of time

Living it
The life of bliss

Ironing board bouncy
The hot stuff singing

Roses of red
Dreams come fantasy flow

Through the window
The mind tells stories

Of lovers past and present
Of friends, families and events

Yet the eyes see images
The window of sunset colourful glow