Life's Little Lamentation

There's only so much as pain describe the feelings of wanting yet it hath seemed far, ages ago only tomorrow it should have been mine There's something so much as to say the hatred built deep within the tomb fiery searchlight scanned for atonement deadly sparrow of the nights it should not have died There's nothing so much as to fear but the feelings of wantonness the time when tears are abundant is more that what could have been bore it should still be mine There's but one love remain only just; the truth doth resides except this time my dear lady hath passeth for deep in recluse doth my faith remaineth thou should have been mine There's but the love of darkness prohibiting the masteries of enchantments as so doth my soul captivated unto the dimmed fairway till the eyes of stairs thee shalt not survived There's alas the keep of death till parting winds doth our hearts took plight surrender my love, thy heart of golden rock should see the stars beyond the emptin...

I speak of not what I see, for that seem unwise apparently noise doesn't think as for themselves to judge. I speak of not what I see, for that seem nosy apparently cases prove themselves as for ourselves to care. I speak of not what I see, for that seem blatant apparently the coldness seeps as for itself I damned. I speak of not what I see, for that seem to me something not to be spoken but kept in the heart.

Girl: Let it soar o' mighty wings of flight fly towards thy beloved lost in plight of one's justice, one's love, one's passion o' great wings, don't swoop down towards obsession Let thee drown in these luscious lips of mine solidified with the rich taste of wine thee shall not surrender thee heart of love for thy lovely maiden let these wings of mine protect thee Boy: I tasted sorrow, but thou art comforting image I seek be gone, ye circlet of doom for yet I hath my wings again I love thee I tasted sorrow, but the wings I have comforting solace yet knowledge of thy merciful kindness and thy serene heart within I love thee I tasted sorrow, but the wings my rock and shelter yet thy compassion unmatched ye profound greatness, confidence my dear, how I love thee

The pain of knowing I've seen so oft ye sickening truth searing words came and I've heard ye voices of doom The pain of knowing I've seen so oft ye blistering heat of waves bearing marks the unyielding self ye Goddess of earthly nature The pain of knowing I've seen so oft ye shoulders my arms collapsing tower shackled the soul but Your grace brought freedom -Thank You, Jesus- This poem was inspired by the song "With All I am". I hope those who read this poem will find strength in times of dire need, and that His grace will make you believe in Him, trust in Him, persevere in Him. He's worth all that you live and sing for, because He's the reason.

The starlet dropped without reason onto the sand it sunk As vast as the big blue sky filled with the emptiness of air. The starlet dropped unknowingly onto the very ground I stood as the sweet smile I recognized so did the familiar feeling that fluttered. The starlet dropped without reason onto the side of a boat Flowing gently through the length of time As the friendships I witnessed. The starlet dropped among starlets I have come to know The starlet shineth the brightest but without others I see naught. The starlet, oh the starlet how thy lovely bright eyes shineth The starlet performed charms through the vastness of space...

I never knew last days as they were, for those were myths, as if were true Waiting for them come seemed long but for them pass seemed short. How easy said, long and short as if were defined eons and epitelions anxiety; a strange feeling close to the heart. I never knew last days as they were for those I stopped naught, as were quickened familiar faces strangely blurred for nineties soon deleted; erased. Alas, I knew not of last days that those true but eerily forgotten Soon the passing of days shall fly yonder beginning for You and I.

How would you define a girl, given a pencil? You would draw, and bear my tongue, she will claw! How would you define a girl, given a tear? You would cry, and bear my foot, you fool! How would you define a girl, given a pearl? You would serve, and bear my lips, you touch turf! How would you define a girl, given just her? You would love, and my wings, you'll soar!

I understand not the windy nature of friendship I am hurt, I fear not to tell I seek only the words I heard repeatedly to have my only heart slashed. I understand not the despicable behaviour of friendship I hold back a tear, I fear not to say I seek only the faces I missed and longed to have my own scarred. I understand not the fine line it stands As if the root causes it to move, without nay The judges deemed necessary to have my only dream dashed. Alas, I understand not of friendship I am hurt, I fear not to speak Isolated and lonely, my heart sings a cry to mourn over spilt milk.

The tears were replaced, as swiftly so by blood, it seemed to mix and blend hues of purplish physical symptoms marked the near end. The tears were gone, by persuasion the smile, twinkle of the yearning eyes grasped the cord of life as not seen to give in. The tears were seen, by chance as oft reminiscing of old days, black and white kept alight to the pale blue fingers that kept on holding tight. The tears were banished, at last by the sleeping soul that peace remained reached out to father, prayers and thoughts dreamt of dreams so true. The tears were there, yet again they stood a single drop, bluish green famished It reached the cracked lips, red no more as such to try healing it. The tears flowed, swiftly so through ages gone, remembering glorious past and faithfulness but the war he lost.

It's an awakening so surreal that it's frightening but he knew what he maketh as if boiling waters raging seas could be tamed he knew. It's an awakening so deafening that it's peaceful but he knew what was passeth as if truth could pierce magic could be controlled he knew. It's an awakening so shocking that it's abnormal but he knew what was normal as if colours could be blinded mine exalted he knew. It's an awakening of the terrible truth that it's hurt but he knew the heart that was pounding as if ages come to taunt your face and taint your soul he knew. It's an awakening of a phenomenon so clear that it's disturbing but he knew the fate of the dent as if a deep breath could seem too much he knew.

It seemed this friendship has something to share of one but all too common hearts broken, tears fallen. It seemed this friendship has something to share of not the shouts that sound too loud memories kept, reality it fled. It seemed this friendship has something to share of laughter, joy that heals the wound happiness, sadness. It seemed this friendship has something to share of roses torn and bleeding lamb bled soul tarnished, love vanished. It seemed this friendship has something to share of cold feelings and painless blames still I dare, for my love I care.

Morning burns the remaining dews that seep through air like wind. The gentle bird uphold the skies pale, crimson and shades of white. The spring is near and hath marched alive so clear that it spreads so wide to few I know of nigh, but heck, beyond the dream I've seen a life. The spring it bears my love for thine as though my heart hath bore a sign. As closed by serenaded symphony blended feelings alike. Noon came too soon to tear my soul I am thus weary and cold it seemed eternity hath our promises kept but our love it lost. And so the caressing breath singes unknowingly the heart painfully blameth that why it hath come to love and care the Lady that is not even there.

I am hurt, deeply so as stung by the needle of a bee so hard to bear like a burden of mass I am hurt, deeply so as stung by the thorns of a rose so unbearable like love itself i am hurt, deeply so as stung by the poisonous barbs that wound so I bled like a dying lamb I am hurt, deeply so as stung by the fact that I love you so true that I hate myself I am hurt, deeply so as stung by the words of your mouth so it pierced that a hole it maketh I am hurt, deeply so as simple as that so I decided that I shall not love

Angel of Mercy, Guide me, that I shall not wander, and be lost Lead me, that I find my way Angel of Mercy, Sing, lest I forget thy voice Speak, that I will listen Angel of Mercy, Shout, as to wake me up Touch, that I feel Angel of Mercy, Let me do my best Leave me, that I know who I am Angel of Mercy, Burn me, that I feel your wrath and repent Believe me, that I will believe myself Angel of Mercy, Show me, the right way Purify me, to make a new me Angel of Mercy, Guide me, lest I be lost Lead, that I may find my way -written on 9th Oct 2003-

She came, a lonely figure a panther in the night a fire that burned bright so hot. She came, and I looked a woman of truth but she lied or so I thought. She came, given a time a simple meaning of care blossoming meadows, my soul harmlessly rendered. She came, and it was clear like an untouched spring of life and death but I, was confused. She came, the truth it was a danger lurked behind that forlorn figure, I cried. She came, as fast as light that she passed my hope onboard, dreams too as she took flight. -written on 9th Oct 2003-

Everytime I look up high Above the stars, far beyond the skies Roses I see, in between trees of life It is a marvellous sight oh...heaven's eye I grow fond of them, for there is much And all but none too strong Great is that, uncontrolled, unmatched That such is heaven that fondness grew The stars applaud, with fine grandeur For what I see is beyond thoughts That thoughts are what but Thou possesses To love is what but Thou maketh The sky, the love and the trees of life I hope to live to see them bloom Reveal the mind that thoughts are thoughts There it is oh...heaven's eye Indeed the blue of sky I feel of pale That such a sight I've come to love It bonds my heart, my soul entwines To see the stars, the skies and oh...heaven's eye -written on 16th Sept 2003-

-The day at the Charis Old Folks' Home- a blessed day indeed, wonderfully bestowed by God; love the sight of them all. enclosed photo - passeth the gentleman is a flag; the Jalur Gemilang. -Malaysia Boleh- proud to be a christian in my country. Hallelujah, praise God for freedom of religion and the unending care for old folks. Standing thee; full of pride indeed Such may come whilst in need The Father, Son and Holy Spirit Come, come please

Dear Lord, I pray for a special day, A day that is lasting and fruitful A day of calmness and peaceful serene weather For Her I pray for a special moment, The moment where all else as candles fade The moment when You shine as many other times For Her I pray for a special time, Of awakening and of joyful bliss Of revival and of restoration For Her I pray for a special situation, That to purify her vile heart if should That to snap her out of dreams if should That to make her whole again I pray for a special day, A day where angels surround in wondrous wings of praise A day where your victorious trumpets resound tremendously A day where closest friends cheer Dear Lord, I pray for that Special Day, For that Special Someone, For Her Birthday -to a friend on her 21st birthday-

My heart, It is painful. My soul, It is restless. Wanting to see you, already do. wanting to greet you, instead of being a fool. It is true, that I love you. But I know you, I really do. Love I know, is persevering and true is caring and pure is everything but you. -written on 11th Sept 2003-

Memories hath no boundaries, but for itself. It yearns to be cherished, treasured, guarded and so It seemed. Sadly my heart it will break Leaving behind nothing but the truth About You and I Leave it as it was, or gone. It had a scent of mighty perfume intoxicating yet attracting It lied to me about You, but fairer still it seemed, your memoir. bring it may, as it was, indeed contracting and ironic Wishes made are stored and spread Memories touched my soul, melted heart. As it was and shalt be, forgotten as much as yesterday, So much as the wind, fleeting yet ever-present It will ne'er be forgotten e'en till eternity. -written on 22nd July 2003-