Wednesday, November 05, 2014

the love game


Once it was the women
They got conned and dumped
Those were the years that had gone
The stories of sadness and misery

The men then got free
Some felt it was a good hunting
Sweet talked the women
Drawing them into darkness

The women were the play of desires
Got them by their hearts and minds
Let them into the trap of bad men
Into the pit the women fell badly

Now it is a different story
The women learned the art and craft
The men fall for the women's charm
The men don't know what hit them

The women make the men braver
Telling them to be “man of the hour”
The men fall for it and losing money and face
It isn't a good hunting for the men

The story of men and women
Playing on a field no advantage plot
Play the game and see who gets hurt
When the end arrives a tale will be told

the drama of love



When love is fresh
Nothing will go wrong
The aroma will sink in
The senses will light with glow

Even the bad habits
The lovers will not see
Everything they touch
It is just magical....

The rolling thunder alights
The flashes of warning in the sky
The lovers will just ignore it
Love is too much to forget

Nothing seems to shake them
When love comes to play
The lovers will stay on course
The world is in their eyes and minds

When love turns sour
The tolerance isn't there
Every effort will be taken a wrong turn
Nothing of a decent scent

The bad adjectives come to light
Every juicy part will be laid bare
The lovers of breaking up stage
A bad drama a bad script

the dark castle

The castle in the dark
The shadows can't be seen
Moving about in silence
The hidden desires in the minds

Outside the strong wind howling
Catching the walls and window panes
Crushing it with loud thuds
Swinging the doors at will

The thundering fall
Of broken shades of glass
Rolling a few pieces
The shadows just look and walk away

The howling wind
The leaves begin to fall
Waving reluctantly
It never agree to call

The black dogs growling
The shadows get a surprise
They stop and watch
The black dogs staring

“What are these dogs doing here?
I thought they have been bagged in
This has derailed our progress
The dogs will wake up the dead!”

“The dogs will be neutralized
Give them some meat
Once they eat it
They will go to sleep”

The castle speaks
“Who's there in my domain?”
The shadows move away
As the bright beam torching through

The shadows quickly run
Back to the tunnel they came
“I told you the dogs
The dead has awaken!”

The shadows climb out
The castle stays quiet
The wind keep howling

In the dark night of rough weather

suicide no religion will encourage it


We have to suffer
We have to feel the pain
How our lives can be
Living and dying it is said

Death by suicide
No religion will encourage it
It is going straight to hell
You will feel the event over and over again

Do the people learn?
They want the easy way out
Escaping pain but go to fire of hell
Which is worst don't they know?

Now we read of assisted deaths
Of people who can't hold it out
Thinking it saves time, money and pain
But they forget the hell fire wait!

God is loving, kind and compassionate
God will not let us go to hell
As long as we follow God's scriptures
There will be help in our times of need


Tuesday, November 04, 2014

the bitter divorce


The bitter divorce
Nothing will come out nice
It will be the negative forms
Each party will say the worst

One wants the money
One refuses to part with it
Fight it in court spinning tales
How true the court will decide

The lawyers will earn
The money streaming into it
The bitter divorce
Each party will try to get

The wealth in the core relationship
The decades playing the homely in the house
When the bitter divorce hits the mind
Nothing sweet will fly into the sky

Why can't there be give and take?
Why want to wash bad linen in public?
It is always come down to properties and cash
Come to a term and let the memories stay

the wolves in sheep's clothing


The extremists in our midst
In our multicultural heritage
With our multi-colourful religions
There is no seedling for this to flourish

The Bee Anne government
Wake up and walk the talk
It is no use to say 'we are moderates'
When the real issues facing us everyday

The extremists in Malay NGOs
These people should be arrested and charged
Do not be allowed to cow by their views
It brings shame to our nation

Why draw the division?
It seems two set of laws come into play
These groups allegedly linked to Amno Baru
So they get the preferential treatment?

Let the law draw no distinction
Anyone who breaks must be called to pay
Even cabinet ministers and chief ministers
The law should show no class or division


when there is no life in love


When there is no life in love
You don't have to wait and hope
When it is gone let it go
Find another keep the memories

It's no use trying to woo
The lost love has gone and no return
You can try many times but what is the use?
The old records will keep haunting in its songs

When there is no life in love
It is no use crying to make a pitiful hope
You have your chances but you let it slips
It is better to keep the memories

You don't have to seek revenge
Burning house or motor vehicles
What will it say of your character?
You make it worst degrading fall

So when there is no life in love
Let it go and find another to fill the void
It may take a while my friend
But the light will shine one day

no more lies



The woman walks out
The watering hole she's in
Though unsteady but who cares?
She shouts “No more lies!”

Once she was told
The watering hole of contacts
The play games of projects
Sell your soul live wealthy

She was game for it
Dreaming of the wealth
The easy life and its benefits
If only she knew

Gave her body
Hit the high note
Projects didn't come
Only promises in the sheet

Years she tried
All in vain until she realized
She was used
Like trash sharing load

Now she is alone
The years of her game
Nothing she has gained
It is just a lost cause

“It is all lies!
Don't listen to the powerful knights
They just want the joy rides
Galloping into the dark sheets”

She slumps herself on the bench
Drink her last drop of cold beer
People watch her and move on
She cries quietly knowing the trial

The black dog wags his tail
Barking at her sitting to watch
The night radiant slowly glow
The woman pats the dog 

Monday, November 03, 2014

the shallow faith


Burning in the mind
The shadow wakes up to cry
Maybe I don't see it coming
Why others feel so insecure?

Religions to bring joy and harmony
It is only the shallow minded feeling uneasy
Watching other religions coming of age
I guess these group of shallow faith can't take it

Every religion has its uses
The bridge to connect to a faith
Why don't the fanatics see it that way?
Why must they keep dividing it?

Burning in the mind
The shallow faith can't bring to paradise
Just remember God keeps watching in heaven
One wrong move there is the hell

when love turns wrong 2


She sits in the bar
A bottle of beer in her hand
She holds it to drown her sorrow
When she is dumped by her man

The love game with the living
There is always the drive and sorrow
It never go away so she drinks
Hope to get it numb her mind

The barman looks at her
A few bottles she drinks down
“Are you alright Miss?
Find another man or lover”

“What are you talking?
I am dumped by a man
There is no end for women
They always get the worst of it”

“There is always a first time
Sometimes you get hitched
Sometimes you get thrown away
It is how you pick your man”

“Nay..this bottle gets me going
Forget about man or lover
Tonight I want to stay alone
With my beers forget about man”

“I think you have enough
Time to stay sober for the night”
The woman smiles at him
“Right..I better sit over there”

She walks unsteady to the corner sofa
Holding her beer to finish it while she can
The barman watches her......
“Poor woman always get the wrong stick”


tambun christian cemetery


The crowd of Christian's faith
Walking to the graves....
Parking cars at available spaces
Motorbikes cramped the driveway

Tins of flowers on display
One young boy calling out loud
Maybe asking people to buy or donate
The charitable causes of the church

The drink sellers smiling
Under the hot sun business is brisk
The cold drinks easily profit
On The All Souls Day

But there is a sad episode
Two puppies huddled together
On the nearby tombstone
There is no taker for a home

People walk pass
Look and see and move away
The puppies just lie there to sleep
Knowing their fate in the land of the Dead

Donation box set up
The faithful will donate alms
The church needs it to maintain the graveyard
Through the years for the Christian's faith

the test of faith



A faith shouldn't be shallow
Of a religion running in the world
Of the faithfuls who practice it
Learn from the scriptures
Learn how to live with other faiths
This is a test of one's true aim in life
We are children of God in creation
There is no division of class or colour
It is the work of our own kind
Putting up barriers of class distinction
The sound of sin nobody hears it well
So here we are blaming other faiths
Of our weaknesses to grasp the test of faith
The shallow conviction afraid of its shadows
Forever keep blaming other religions
On your own you fail the test of compassion






Sunday, November 02, 2014

the red sun



The red sun
The eye in the sky
The flame of red
It tells you why

You don't have to hide
Under the shade of trees
Under the shade of house
Under the shade of an umbrella

You forget the wrong
The haze, smog and bad pollution
It causing the hurt in the air
So you see the red sun

The greed on the rise
Catching the last wagon of wealth
The filthy air blowing in the sky
The red sun it tells you why

You don't have to complain
It is the change in attitude
The eye in the sky
The red eye rays





walk the talk



The sins of corrupted leaders and cronies
Stealing the nation's wealth for their own
These politicians and cronies should return
Before they are dead one day

It is a sin stamp on it in the minds
Stealing wealth for one own's greed
It is better to return it before death comes a calling
Return the wealth back to the nation

The young will learn
How the leaders behave
In it the recognizable traits
It will be hard to change it

The wastage of public funding
Going out for the sake of it
The money paid for exorbitant prices of goods
The milking cow the death spell

Walk the talk
Some ask the leaders to do
Don't just issue statements
The walk just forgets


the all souls day



The hot sun
In the sky of white and blue
Out to the highway
Driving the free flow

The Christian cemetery
The long queue of cars on the side road
Causing slow traffic flow
Bearable under the hot sun

Under the shades
The florists selling flowers
Banners of church
Requesting for building funds

Rela members directing traffic
Some idiot drivers still block the narrow road
Knowing it will cause the traffic flow
But these drivers seem to forget

The All Souls Day
Falls on a sunny Sunday
The hot rays of the sun
The wind stay quiet

The colourful mixture
Of flowers on the graves
The family prayers for the departed souls
The remembrance for the dear ones gone

The candles light up
Guiding the light to the darkness
Of the day the family members pray
Remembering those years long ago

On this day
Many prayers offered freely
The day of remembrance
The walk of our lives

Saturday, November 01, 2014

the last of the flag bearer


The slow death is coming
The political parties getting shaky
The leaders still think of the old
Come on it is time to change

Even a bank manager
He can't stay too long in one place
After a certain number of years
He has to be transferred

Else it will bring perception
Of the wrongful assistance
With friendship develop
There is bound to have leeways

The political ruling
It has gone far too long
The last of the flag bearer
It is time to change

The crumbling on the walls
The signs of the rot eating in
By Nature giving it a last hurrah
The slow death is coming

birthday wishes tos

Birthday wishes Tos
May it all come true

The past year spent and gone
The current year new things to do

With a small family
Life is complete for you

May God bless you every day
Don't forget friends far and near

Learn to enjoy small simple things
Life will be easy living to the full age

Happy Birthday my friend
May the day make you smile always

the change the nation needs


When debts are high
Najib keep on spending

When his popularity drops
He doesn't bother with it

When he knows what lies ahead
He just go and fly

He takes the joy rides
This is what he knows best

The nation shall get burned
The debts eat into our wealth

The civil servants ballooned up
He dares not cut it back

He is afraid of losing votes
He wants to invest in fixed deposits

When civil servants disobey Putrajaya
He dares not take disciplinary action

He lets it slides
The statement he makes

Sedition is just a bygone tool
He uses it to put his dissidents away

He knows his time is near
He wants to enjoy while it is still there

The people watch of every move
The nation mustn't be lost to the fools

The day is coming soon
The change the nation needs

colleen chan






borrowed lollipop.sg





Colleen Chan
The Hong Kong actress aged 40
Flew down from 24 storey down
What she was thinking?

All her life she was acting
Smiling face socializing
The hidden turmoil she kept it
Until it finally lift it off

Suicide wasn't the way
She has to face the fire of hell
She had friends and family members
Why she didn't talk it over?

She wanted to disappear
Her face from the Earth
Among her friends and relatives
But the movies she made couldn't

Colleen Chan
It was stupid way to go
Cracking bones felt the pain
What were you thinking going that way?

Everyone has problems
Big or small it comes in our lives
Write it down to look at it
Don't let it clutter in our minds


the night of tricks



A night after chimes of 12
Some roads are deserted
Leaving a feeling of the fear
The unnatural sights in the mind

The angry ghosts that live
On the roads waiting to take souls
The replacement that they seek
See who are the unlucky few

The streets lights may play
The moving shadows the eyes see
Sometimes it is there; sometimes the shadows move
The eyes watch the mind takes flight

The shadows of white
Nobody knows why
Maybe it is just the mind
The treat or tricks the night is shared

The night after chimes of 12
Walking or driving alone
on the lonely stretch of roads
Don't fall asleep stay focus