Sadness

Tears are clouding in my eyes...

but still I hear the voices within...
to withhold it from falling in relief..
My heart aches with all torment..
Standing under the foggy shadows..
to endure the cause and effects...
of the harshest consequences...
I hold no sense of pride or dignity..
nor a least flicker of happiness...
here in this undesirable existence..
All inscribed upon the lonely star...
That lies at the edge of a dark side..
istant from the light of blissfulness!
found in the birth of a charming fairy..
I succumb to the voices of morrow..
It overshadows the glimmer of hope..
As I rise to pricking gleams of the sun!
and my visions unsealed to reality...
"acing it#s unforgiving wrath again...
As an undying soul bound to drift...
In the realm of eternal sorrow..
Written by: Ooi Jun Wei
Lifelong Journey
The clouds in the sky
Pouring droplets as we walk by
Couldn't we just comprehend guy
What is it that drives us by
Down,down,down
Drown,drown,drown
I'm ast sinking in the ocean's lawn
Couldn't help but ell to the ground
In the ocean o loves crown
Couldn't you eel my impression
!r you just see my distortion
"ave a eel at my emotion
In the ocean o loves in motion
#ou and I walking this distant lie
$ust trying to understand it's dice
The great nature o this land undispice
%or you,or me,or us,to pay the price
#et it seems so ar
#ou and me a distant bar
Couldn't we do it at par
&o that we could be a little star
'nd be a little bit wiser
&o that lie could be a little bit better
Don't want to be a trendsetter
(ut just want a tran)uil lie that's greater
What is it that triggers our insanity
Could we cool it o to have a longevity
$ust to be a little bit in vanity
%or you,or me, or us, to see it's rarity
Written by: zainal hamidon
A Poison Tree by William Blake
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
ill it bore an a!!le bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he "new that it was mine,
And into my garden stole
When the night had #eiled the !ole;
In the morning glad I see
$y foe outstretched beneath the tree.
Before I Knocked by Dylan Thomas
%efore I "noc"ed and flesh let enter,
With li&uid hands ta!!ed on the womb,
I who was as sha!eless as the water
hat sha!ed the Jordan near my home
Was brother to $netha's daughter
And sister to the fathering worm.
I who was deaf to s!ring and summer,
Who "new not sun nor moon by name,
(elt thud beneath my flesh's armour,
As yet was in a molten form
he leaden stars, the rainy hammer
)wung by my father from his dome.
I "new the message of the winter,
he darted hail, the childish snow,
And the wind was my sister suitor;
Wind in me lea!ed, the hellborn dew;
$y #eins flowed with the *astern weather;
+ngotten I "new night and day.
As yet ungotten, I did suffer;
he rac" of dreams my lily bones
,id twist into a li#ing ci!her,
And flesh was sni!!ed to cross the lines
Of gallow crosses on the li#er
And brambles in the wringing brains.
$y throat "new thirst before the structure
Of s"in and #ein around the well
Where words and water ma"e a mi-ture
+nfailing till the blood runs foul;
$y heart "new lo#e, my belly hunger;
I smelt the maggot in my stool.
And time cast forth my mortal creature
o drift or drown u!on the seas
Ac&uainted with the salt ad#enture
Of tides that ne#er touch the shores.
I who was rich was made the richer
%y si!!ing at the #ine of days.
I, born of flesh and ghost, was neither
A ghost nor man, but mortal ghost.
And I was struc" down by death's feather.
I was a mortal to the last
.ong breath that carried to my father
he message of his dying christ.
/ou who bow down at cross and altar,
0emember me and !ity 1im
Who too" my flesh and bone for armour
And doublecrossed my mother's womb.