pray for the good day

Wake up in the morning

The sound of vehicles driving by

The morning calls never fail

The day of the life

The newspapers man on the bike

Cruising in the early morning flight

The quick delivery services

The morning has arrived

The sunlights bloom

Over the sleepy sky

Slowly the colours change

The white and blue

Wake up in the morning

The news of militant groups

Targeting the college students

The wayward falling prey

Wake up in the morning

Pray for the good day ahead

Listening to the helicopter in the sky

Watching the black dogs running

time to go gracefully

A leader should know

When the time comes

He has to bow out gracefully

He has no reason to stay

He has tried his best

Until power corrupted his head

Knowing this isn't a one man show

He can't possibly act alone

Now he hears and reads

The undercurrent bending his way

He doesn't listen to the ground

He thinks he holds the power

He makes his own downfall

The decisive actions he fails to do

He can't put down his foot

He feels he can offend

The little devils run amok

Bringing the fall to his reign

He should have taken the lead

He fails to grasp it

Now he tries to stay

He shouldn't have waited

He knows it is time

Bow out gracefully

He has made a few blunders

He makes the people angry with him

Even the coalition partners feel slighted

He should bow out gracefully

the blame game begins

Breaking of fast

It can be any places

There is no fixed rule

As long as there is

A place to break fast

The religious scholars

Do they really understand the scriptures?

Some of them are giving wrong advice

They think they are good at it?

Brewing scriptures committed to memory

When they don't understand at all

The scriptures have warned

Many will come under God's name

Spreading their kind of lies at will

Camouflage in religious degrees

And they behave they are protectors

We have to remember

The last prophet came and gone

Leaving behind God's scriptures

And we have seen the art of the game

The blame game begins

the charity of kind souls

Homeless and beggars

In the city they live

Hoping they stay alive

With charity of kind souls

Bee Anne minister

The homeless and beggars should go

They have no business staying in the city

They bring disgrace...

The soup kitchens

They have no business to be around

Giving these people hope from despair

Yet the minister doesn't appreciate

Too much flaks later

The prime minister walked at night

He saw, he talked and no action

It was just a publicity stunt

The root causes

The social dilemma flow

The poor aren't in the loop

They are forgotten left alone

The charitable persons

They do the talking on the road

Giving alms to the homeless and beggars

There must be a scheme to house them all

the black dog ran

The black dog ran

Pounding grooves on the ground

Chasing after a stray cat

Running hard on the road

The cat jumped up on the fence

Puffing fur breathing hard

The black dog looked up

“Hey you! Come down!”

The stray cat sat on the fence

Ears listening eyes watching

Breathing heavily after a quick jump

The black dog gave up

The stray cat stared at me

For a few seconds waiting for me to go away

Decided to stay on the neighbour's house

Squatting ignoring the situation around

the guide posts

The guide posts of sweet memories

Every one will have it in the work

The companies and colleagues

The memories of those times

Once you leave the company

You don't have to go back again

Let the fondest memories stay

You don't have to make it happen

Let those memories stay

Be the guide posts as you seek elsewhere

The fortunes you can't find

In the previous companies

Let them remember the sweet pages

Of a time you did spend it there

Now you are trying to make new guide posts

Take it as a guide and create many more

murder on rawa island

regina soosalu(borrowed yahoo.com)

It's murder!

The police confirmed it

On the Rawa Island

Off Mersing in Johore

An Estonian model

Found dead a few hours the day she arrived

There were marks on her body

The police knew it was murder

On the long stretch of beach

Rawa Island has many past controversies

The locals will remember

The stories that were told

The Estonian model

Murdered and a mystery

On Rawa Island the police say

A sad ending for a pretty woman

the wedding bell

The wedding bell

The echo in the air

The wind carrying it

Letting the atmosphere flow

The exercises take flight

Smile in the eyes as it flows

The shape to carve out from the mould

A brand new hope

Talk on the exercise wheel

The pounding energy taking shape

The wedding gown sewing in shapely

A brand new model on the way

The wedding bell

The lights in the minds

The 2 angels will smile

Following with baskets of petals

The sea of eyes

Family members, relatives, and friends

They come to share

The day of the wedding bell

The new day

They come to share

The 2 angels will smile

Throwing petals along the way

where is your captain,bee anne?

Bee Anne where is your captain?

The field is crowded with many players

And they don't seem to know here to run

The ball can't be seen on the field

On the bench we see

The many reserves hanging around

What are they doing sitting there?

They are just there to make the crowd

The referee is over-helm

He can't see who is right and wrong

He can't blow his whistle

He is alone in the crowded field

The shouting on the stadium

The words just fly in many directions

The wind just carry the echo

“Bee Anne where is your captain?”

The goals scoring

The open goals come quickly

Bee Anne where is your captain?

He isn't in the thick of action

the samba died

Brazil the samba died

On the field on the World Cup

How could they allow 7 goals?

They became headless chickens?

The defences were porous

Allowing Germany to take shots

Hitting passed the hapless goalkeeper

The goals just came in swiftly

The German tank inflicted the knockout punches

Brazil got all washed out on the field

Without its captain to guide them

The sting got lost in the team

Now the cry of loss

Brazil will mourn the missed Cup

7 goals hitting the net

It was a shame the samba died

on the day...

The clear blue white sky

The clouds formation striking bright

With spotted clouds mixing with the lights

On the day the beautiful blossom rises

The two small angels walking

Aqua colours with flowers in baskets

Carrying it along throwing on the pathway

The soft breezes brushing it to the side

The sea breezes of many eyes

On the day God's lights shine

Standing there waiting to take vows

Words will be said the bell shall ring

The holy man with his holy book

Turning the pages to recite the scriptures

The strumming of the wind melodious breezes

The sea of eyes witnessing the vows

The aqua colours in sight

The small angels walk smiling

throwing petals of flowers

Life under God's care

bee anne gives us the bad name

The crying in the dark

The homeless and beggars hide

Now they heard the news

Where will they go?

In the drumbeats of city life

The harsh reality when you are poor

You can't afford to live in decent living

You can't afford to have simple benefits

Getting free food and drinks

The soup kitchens parade on the streets

At least they have a decent meal and drink

Battling the harsh reality of city life

The rich and famous

They don't walk the streets do they?

Learning the harsh truth of these people

How they live to survive?

We send help to Palestine

Our own backyard we forget

Charity should begin at home

Bee Anne seems to forget

Now we must honestly say

Bee Anne has to go

The leaders shouldn't stay

They give us the bad name!

drink lots of water

The glorious food

The juicy drinks

Tempting eyes and minds

The delicious smell

The resistance melts away

The pockets losing weight

As the bodies enriches inflight

The choices have to make

The wrong kind in the bodies

The future years will play havoc

It is a time many will not remember

The key is to drink lots of water

It will flush out the toxic wastes

It makes it clean the engine can spin

Without hindrances of any kind

You will feel healthy every day of your life

the wife beater

Puffy face blue black eyes

The woman got it hard

In hospital she laid

And the man thought he couldn't be charged!

A man shouldn't strike a woman

There must be other ways to solve a problem

Hitting a wife or girlfriend showing lack of control

A disease of the mind trying to exert fear and dominance

Now the deed had been done

The news went out the reputation fell

The police charged the man

Out on police bail

He better go for counselling

Once it is done a second time would come

He is in the classic case of shifting blame

He should admit his aggression plead guilty

The woman lies in hospital

Calculating her risks and injuries

She should file for divorce

She shouldn't wait for second round

the temperature soaring

The hot sun

The clear blue white sky

The penetrating hot rays

The feeling of burning

The temperature soaring

The hot sun never smile

It comes at it with its full force

“You can't run or hide”

Under the shades

Of houses or complexes

There will be give and take

The air-conditioning units blasting

The heat wave

The soaring temperature

The pockets hit with holes

The electricity board smiling to the bank

there is no right action

The bankrupt of ideas

The leaders in Putrajaya

The rats keep whispering

The bad intentions in the air

The quick draw never happens

The closing ears to the cry

Living in the shadowy corridor

Living scared to make a right decision

The satanic frogs

They don't care

They have the mandate

The green from the corridor

The satanic frogs

Airing its tense words

Dividing the nation of many races

On religions and benefits

The silence from the corridor

The shadows move along

There is no right action

The cry in the air

The congestion in the corridor

Every movement has no direction

The squeezing to get in and out

There is no right action

the days of slimming

The days of slimming

Running bicycle gearing up for the date

Burning up the calories

The body shape curves out to say

The days to take on diet

Leaving the mouth watering snacks

The amount of time dreaming of it

The time and efforts come to pay

The swimming laps in the pool

The water blue the sky paint white

The butterfly strokes carving the water

Until the shape turns to a desired mix

Then there is the date

Sharing the moments getting in shape

The dinner, wine and desserts

The smile of a good try

there is no loud roar

The toothless tiger

Prowling in the cage

Once he thought he was brave

Roaring loudly in the open

Now it is a different game

Living in the city nothing to roar about

He has become enslaved by his baggage

The skeletons dragging out

The hiding can't help

The truth mixes well

Once he was free

Until he played the game

The panthers roaming

In the city enjoying the benefits

The colour of blue waving through

There is no wrong...

The toothless tiger

Crushing the steel bars

The face of delusion

The freedom gone

He can't make his roar

He has no balls to row

What he has the power base

Until the cage is open

lucifer plays his game

The Christian crusades

The past in history

How many died for a cause?

Protecting Jerusalem

The way it was played

Using religion to forge ahead

Promising them heaven

The faithfuls marched, fought and died

What did they gain?

Hell on the ground

They should have learned

God needs no protection

Now the Muslims

They go the same game plan

Fighting for Islam

Killing each other in the end

The different cloths

Studying the same Book

Believing in the same God

Killing each other

Lucifer plays his game

Gathered the wayward and gullible ones

Feed them the silly ideals

They all perished for his cause

Go study the Holy Books

Learn the scriptures well

It is there from cover to cover

God doesn't need us to fight for His cause

Once you recognize it

You will live to walk with God

Pray for your miserable soul

Do all the good life will multiply

the green eye monster

The green eye monster

It never runs away in our heads

It will stay until it is triggered

There all hell will break loose

We are told to control it

The ugly face lurking in our minds

It shouldn't be allowed to come out

It will bring bad news in the open

Like the case in Alor Star

The couple got married a week

The husband locked his wife

Poured petrol and lit the fire

The bathroom engulfed in flames

The wife got burned badly

The husband suffered minor burned

The wife fighting for her life

All because he thought

His young wife had affair

A week after his marriage

The green monster came

Jealousy plays havoc

It takes out the good reasoning

In the end of scheme in a relationship

The pain which will not go away

the bell of sorrow and pain

The bell of sorrow and pain

In the dark lonely nights in the alleys

Those of the years ago

We shouldn't be thinking of it

When leaders have bankrupt of ideas

When the sound of aggression erupts in the air

They say they are the majority

Yet they are the rats in the holes

The phantoms of the nights

Erupting into the darkness fall

Letting them do the intimidating work

The leaders toast their good fortunes

The bell of sorrow and pain

Lingering in the dark nights

The heat of the hot season

There is no rain to pamper in

The common folks

The people on the streets

The homeless and beggars

The bell of sorrow and pain

the little frogs keep jumping

The fire of the devil

It starts to burn in the bushes

The smoke getting hot and dark

The air choking into our lungs

The gaps in a circle

Plug it quickly before it turns

The little frogs keep jumping

They want to join the big league

The spread of hate

Stalking the moderates

The people of many colours

They know the time to do good

It is to the popular brand

So it is thought it could

Branding its way of its own shadows

Afraid to look back and see

The fire in the bushes

The little frogs keep jumping

The want to join the big league

In a popular brand they hope to ride on it

the quick rich schemes

The quick rich schemes

Through the years we heard and known

The elaborate ways the organizers did

Posh offices in major cities

The promising of big returns

Some even gave gold bars

It seemed so good to be true

The gullible people fell on line

When the schemes were busted

Many investors lost income

Majority are the wage earners

Dreaming to hit the high

Now there is another one

This man from China

He wanted to become the richest man

In the world with his business plan

So he invites people

To join him to get the rides

It is just another quick rich scheme

He will get the gold enjoying his life

The gullible people

They will hold the empty bags

The hard earned monies gone

Greed is the downfall