MH 370

I said a prayer
For I can't stand
The tears of yours
It is all right
God must have heard
In vain, darkness enclosed
Keep faith, pray

A subway ride on New Year's Eve

Friendship is a subway
Crowded, profound, interesting
Some rides are short, long, halted
Hollowness remains, to find the missing piece

All these years, I have been searching
Still holding my foolish ticket
Perhaps leaving today, or tomorrow
Please, I just need an excuse
For the heart finally comes to rest

Keep calm, keep cool, keep tranquil
Still, tell me is the one here yet?
Need comfort, need cuddles, need love 
Hope is there, nothing else

Hurry up, the sun is setting away,
Yet the train door opens,
Some ponder, some forget, some baffle
Hourglass laughs, waving farewell to time

Next stop, next station, next destination
Is there someone for you?
Or should I just wander around recklessly?
Till the day I bump on you
How natural, how spontaneous, how sweet


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P.S I would like to convey my New Year greetings to all and let's celebrate 2014 by remembering the fond memories of 2013 =)


Signed
Jasonlaminx
Written 2130
27/12/2013

Rainbow Chord

Taking a sip, of the already cold coffee
As I drive across the endless freeway
She murmurs "Are we there yet?"
And a bright gleam shines and awakes us

Oh, the songs from the sky chord
Tickles away the solemn emotions,
Oh, the melodies of the rainbow chord
Never leave my side, stay with me forever

Now, we are still wandering
Directionless, in a slow pace
Put on your shoes, quick
As the wise rabbit is escaping to the east

Hold my hands, to the sunset we run
There is still time for us, ain't it?
An adult is complicated they say
So what, I'd been growing up the whole time

So, is this the end, no?
Wherever you are, I'm ready



Written 1345
10/12/2013
Ipoh

If I could have my wishes back

On a nebulous late evening
With exiguous explorer's DNA in me
I push myself towards a dumpy small room
There lies an Arabic lamp
Legend might say it is enchanted
And Genie burst out, as audiences expected
I dare not to think twice for my wishes

I wish I adored beans
And if I were a twin
Or some day a fairy
Would just come walking in

Or snows would fall next winter
Just like they did in my dream
I wish they'd let me sing my heart out
On rainy afternoons

I wish that I could wake some morning
And they'd all come true

However
If I could have my wishes back
If wishes did come true

I would wish for laughter
And fill your life with lullaby
Then I would poke peaceful rest so hard
It will come visit you at night
Energetic and lovely, every bright morning
All for the calm on your face and know you're fine
Bring joy to this heart of mine



16 days
MX
11/10/2013
Ipoh

A walk in UTP

The first fable was hope and dreams
The second was departure
The next made me a poet
The fourth gave me traps and trials.
The fifth drama fetched me a fiery crisis

The sixth one was a combat for perfection
The seventh conceived the heaven's treasure,
The eighth turned me a flying man,
The ninth poem was when I touched the sky.

The tenth memoir was triumph,
Whatever I touched waxed into bona fide
Life is a journey, journey is poetry
A geyser of joy they say
What a delicate marvel it gave
When I was able to unravel.

So, keep going don't stop
As we are, the truly
Unsung heroes, of UTP



Scribbled by MX and VIT
Unpublished dedication
5/9/2013
Second last UTP moonlight, 1135 pm
V5-222

J. Gatsby

He had come such a long way
And his dream must have seemed so close
That he could hardly fail to grasp it
But he did not know
That it was already behind him

The orgastic future
That year by year recedes before us.
It eluded us then,
But that’s no matter

Tomorrow we will run faster
Stretch out our arms farther
For that one fine morning
So we beat on
Boats against the current
Borne back, ceaselessly
Into the past

J. Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald

A walk to New York

The first fable was hope and dreams
The second was departure
The next made me a poet
The fourth gave me traps and trials.

The fifth drama fetched me a fantabulous crunch
The sixth one was a combat for perfection
The seventh conceived the heaven's treasure
The eighth turned me a flying man
The ninth poem was when I touched the sky.

The tenth memoir was accomplishment
Whatever I touched became gold and alive
Life is a journey, journey is poetry
A geyser of joy they say
What a delicate marvel it gave
When I was able to unravel.


Originated from various motivational quotes
Scribbled by MX VIT and JC
22/8/2013
Full moon, 1135 pm
V3 café UTP

Between heaven and earth

They say
To seek for love
Is a process of departing and reuniting
Between heaven and earth
While you and I
Just took a peaceful journey
Without any heartquake

I say
Love is when, even in turmoil
There is still whispering affection between us
I don't believe
That eternity is a void
When our love is young
Despite the hairs are grey and old

In sunset times,
beneath the exhilarating stroll
of windows of the world
You are still there
Lying with me, quietly, calmly

From now,
We'll have no worries, nor more desire
A story, a memoir, a fairytale,
Plain and simple for all that matters
To have you inside

Though the story has an ending
That is with your first name
As my surname



Scribbled 18/8/2013 UTP
Adapted from Jacky

Paragraphs of lovey doveys

That night you cried to me
Saying how shallow my love for you
How untrue it was,
That all night I lost my sleep
and now I come to you,
With paragraphs of lovey doveys

"
I love you truly. Truly I do.
Everything about me likes everything about you.
The snap of my neck wants you.
The way I hold my pen desires you.
The sound made by my tiniest bones
A singing symphony of our love song.

Watch out! My love burns drowns chokes you.

My hairstylist disagrees: hate her for life.
My hesitation when you burps: it is a lie, I love it
Your pleasant “good morning”: butters me

So often when I’m sleepy
Nuzzling my head on your shoulder is the next best thing
When the night comes, my heart needs a soft bolster to hang on to
so they won't miss you when I'm asleep
Layers of love, like a yummy layer cake
With glee and a childish poke
I dissect you cell by cell, so that I might love each one
individually and at leisure.
My lungs, a precious twins, joyous in every second
sharing the air you breathe, which can never have enough of you.

Leave you may,
My life will be then, a trapped broken submarine.
"

Adapted and rewritten, 
UTP
232am 30/7/2013

Have you ever visited the memory lane?

Have you ever visited the memory lane?
Clouds of vivid memories
And charms of forgotten tales

Have you ever visited the memory lane?
I did
It begins with a sigh
And a step on the old dusty taken pathway
A familiar fragment
I found in the mist
There you are, a figure,
Though it is a messy visualization
Of someone long existed in my heart
I did say hi
Sadly my voice is sunk
Rivaled by a wave I called courage
And a wonderland, welcomes me
It is a promised land I have ever wished for
For it is emptily fulfilled
I bid goodbye as it collapses
And a faraway train stops before me
Appears an old wrinkled face
With grin of glee,
And his distracting green tight pants

"Have you ever visited the memory lane?"
   "Oh yes, indeed I did"
"Well, It’s okay to visit the memory lane, just don’t live there."

I looked back
It is, an empire ruled by my old self
Perfectly warm, akin to butterfly cocoon at its finest
Reluctantly, I'm on the train
Leaving the world of ' if only if '
My tears beg me to stay
Knowingly I have to shed them away
And my next destination, please if you may
The cruel reality of tomorrow


Thought and Crapped
Written 16/7/2013
1136pm UTP