Sunday, November 21, 2021

Raindrops on a moving train

 

Oh raindrops on a moving train,
how pretty you are today,
I shall keep my insanity in check,
and watch you dance and play.

Going to work, Bukit Dukung MRT Station, November, 2021

Dark / Light

 

As the dark spaced out, to allow the light to shine, surely the orange saffron Agni wants me to choose his side?
Yet I thank the moonless night, for without it, I may never know the beauty of an oil filled lamp burning bright.

Deepavali, Mantin, November, 2021

If I am not here tomorrow

 

If I am not here tomorrow,
and you still owe me a ten,
need not you be worry,
just keep it with you my dear friend.
If I am not here tomorrow,
and you still owe me a twenty,
need not you be worry,
buy a pint, have a drink, lament or be merry.
If I am not here tomorrow,
and you still owe me a thirty,
I may raise up just awhile off the pyre,
asking you for one more pint of beer,
asking your company, for one last time,
but this is unlikely,
so need not you be worry,
just like the ten,
or twenty, lament, be merry or just keep it with you my dear friend.

Inspire by a poem I read sometime ago which I couldn't remember, Mantin, October, 2021

Time is a strange creature

 

I wish time is a piece of paper,
with writings that I can rube it off with an eraser,
with stories that I then fold it into two and hide it in a book,
and take it out when I want to remember,
or wrap it around with my favourite food,
and toss it away cause I can buy more,
at the local stationary store,
or make it into an origami crane,
or scribble away with a drawing of an aeroplane.
Time is a strange creature.
It is not a paper.

Studying for finals, Mantin, September, 2021

A kitchen too far

 

A kitchen too far,
a wander, I walk there just to wonder,
tea, or perhaps coffee,
I love the smell of freedom in the morning, I am free,
to move from the fridge to the TV.

Working from home, Mantin, May, 2021

Waktu dan batas

 

Waktu dan batas, mungkin ku lupa, mungkin ku alpa, mungkin ku tua, mungkin kedatangan senja?
Oh Dewa Kala Bentara Aturan Masa, Mu di-mana-mana sahaja.

At work, Kuala Lumpur, July, 2021

I keep my dreams


I keep my dreams, in a jar, in soap and water;
I take them out, a pallid day, with my bubble wand;
a gentle stir, a gentle breeze, and like magic they disappear.

Going to bed after a tough day, Mantin, July, 2021

Kitaran


Ia adalah satu kitaran,
satu bulatan, tanpa bucu, tanpa penjuru.
Saya tertanya-tanya, adakah saya di luar itu;
atau di dalam-nya?

Satu pemikiran, lubuk pusaran.
After thoughts, Mantin, May, 2021