The mystery of life....
as it threatened me further....
im more than determined than ever...
my confidence may ve derailed....
my positiveness may ve shreaded to pieces...

yet those whose life i ve graced...
whose feel good channel... i ve become..
knows pretty well.. just a phase im through...
soon all hell tht broke loose...
will be subdued... and will smell i will..
like evening brightly blooming roses..

aso at it again....

It’s quite a discipline when we’re in trouble to think of God and say, “I need some help.”
— Sri Harold KlempThe Language of Soul



The verses below is my latest, just fresh from the oven few hours ago.... Never actually the one to publish my poems openly.. as i ve a dream which been so elusive so far.. to come with compilation of my works... wonder when will it be... if ever...

Just something I thought I like to share..

What you see here is just a glimps of what im capable of (winked)..nolahh..im a terible poet.... a terible poet who is trying hard.. to prove he is... errr terible? :)


Whatever happened...
i never cld digest...
what i thought..
a friendship so beautiful....
ran into a wall..
confused and in pain....
why can an heart so fragile...
sensitive to a fault...
how could hurt can change things..
wonder.. what things were...
and how things change...
the evil always been...
assumption and expectation i supposed..
perhaps i was wrong...
perhaps i was never wrong..
but who am i to judge...
accepting is the key...
and letting things be ..
as what it should be...
and me? let sense prevail...
whatever the destination may..

may the blessings be...

aso...