I received an offer to publish one of my poems with Nobel House (book publishers in England). After thinking about it for a while, I decided to reject the proposal. I know that the decision might sound stupid but I feel that the poem will loose its meaning and effect on the person whom I wrote it for. It’s meant to be something special and something unique that I can give to that person and they will treasure it for life because it is dedicated to them and only them. On the contrary, I posted my poems on http://www.poetry.com/, a site dedicated to collecting poems written by infamous writers.
My poems were written out of love and appreciation, not greed. So, I don’t care if my poems don’t get published or I don’t make money out of it. As long as the person I wrote it for appreciates it, that would be the greatest gift I could receive.
My work so far (I’ve done more than this but these are only the best ones, I’m not so happy with the others):
This Is How Much You Mean To Me
You came to me at my darkest plight,
Saved me my life’s great fight,
How I wish you here to tonight,
To clutch and hold till morning’s bright.
You will always bewilder in my mind,
The sweet silent invader of my dreams,
Always enduring, always distracting,
I pray these notions forever linger.
You will forever be my greatest pride,
To defend and honour till end of time,
Your flesh and blood embedded in me,
Part of me you will eternally be.
Dream Girl
I love the way you make me smile,
The way you whisper sweet words of bliss,
Which makes my day a dream come true.
I love the way you laugh with me,
The way you giggle, it makes me so warm and fuzzy,
Which makes me never want to part with you for life.
I love the way you comfort me,
The way you console and soothe my heart,
Which makes me fall even deeper in love.
I love the way you look at me,
The way you gaze with eyes looking right into me,
Which makes me feel like you want to know everything about me.
Best of all, I love the way you are who you are,
The way you are the best thing that could ever happen to me,
Which makes me ask what I did to deserve a miracle.
My Dear Friend*
Forgive me,
You've probably heard it before from me,
Yet you've never got tired of hearing it from me,
Instead, you've always brought sunshine to me,
A smile, when others brought me none,
A laugh, when others gave me sadness,
A hand, when others pushed me down,
A shoulder, when others made me cry.
Will I always be there for you?
When you need someone, will I be that one you need?
Will I do all my best to protect you when the world closes down on you?
When tears fall down from your eyes, will I be the one to wipe it away?
Will I be there when you call me in the middle of the night?
Will I keep the rain from falling down into your life?
Will I be there to make you strong and to lean on?
When you feel like the world is turning cold, will I be the one that's there to hold you?
Will I be the one that's always by your side?
I promise I will,Always and forever…
* = Not really happy with this one, could have been better.
This is how much you mean to me
A little something I wrote for my special someone, my sis:
You came to me at my darkest plight,
Saved me my life’s great fight,
How I wish you here to tonight,
To clutch and hold till morning’s bright.
You will always bewilder in my mind,
The sweet silent invader of my dreams,
Always enduring, always distracting,
I pray these notions forever linger.
You will forever be my greatest pride,
To defend and honour till end of time,
Your flesh and blood embedded in me,
Part of me you will eternally be.
I know I’ve always said I loved you but you might think I never meant it but I can’t imagine not saying this, what I truly feel, before God decides it’s time to take you away from me, but even so, I’ll never go down without a fight to keep you, because you’re my life and soul. I’d die if someone took you away from me again. So sis, please accept what little I can offer in words. I love you.
You came to me at my darkest plight,
Saved me my life’s great fight,
How I wish you here to tonight,
To clutch and hold till morning’s bright.
You will always bewilder in my mind,
The sweet silent invader of my dreams,
Always enduring, always distracting,
I pray these notions forever linger.
You will forever be my greatest pride,
To defend and honour till end of time,
Your flesh and blood embedded in me,
Part of me you will eternally be.
I know I’ve always said I loved you but you might think I never meant it but I can’t imagine not saying this, what I truly feel, before God decides it’s time to take you away from me, but even so, I’ll never go down without a fight to keep you, because you’re my life and soul. I’d die if someone took you away from me again. So sis, please accept what little I can offer in words. I love you.
New College...
Well, i'm in INTI College, Nilai, now. So far, i guess i'm ok. Nothing much to complain about but making friends is kinda hard, coz i dropped straight into Year 2 of the programme. INTI is totally the opposite of PRIME. The lecturers here are mostly very bubbly and some are nuts (in PRIME i only know of 1 lecturer that is bubbly and nuts). The campus here is so clean, student don't vandalize anything at all (back in PRIME, we always vadalized stuff that belonged to the college). The facilities here are more than enough for every single student, they have about 4000 to 5000 students here (in PRIME, we had to kill someone to get to use the facilities). Overall, i'm begining to like it here but i guess more company would do me some good... working on it...
Moving on...
My 3 years in Prime has gone by so fast. Thinking back, being in a sucky college like Prime wasn’t so bad. I made some great friends and loads of fond memories. Moving on from there is surprisingly hard for me. I don’t mind adapting to the new environment at Inti but something is holding me back. As I’m writing this blog entry, I’m listening to Greenday’s Time Of Your Life. The words struck me:
Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this testand don't ask why.
It's not a questionbut a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.So take the photographsand still frames in your mind.Hang it on a shelfIn good health and good time.Tattoos of memoriesand dead skin on trial.For what it's worth,it was worth all the while.It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.I hope you had the time of your life.(music break)It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.I hope you had the time of your life.It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.I hope you had the time of your life.
It teaches us to hang on to old memories and never forget that it got you to where you are today. That’s a good way to live life. I guess that time will heal my wounds…
Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this testand don't ask why.
It's not a questionbut a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.So take the photographsand still frames in your mind.Hang it on a shelfIn good health and good time.Tattoos of memoriesand dead skin on trial.For what it's worth,it was worth all the while.It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.I hope you had the time of your life.(music break)It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.I hope you had the time of your life.It's something unpredictablebut in the end it's right.I hope you had the time of your life.
It teaches us to hang on to old memories and never forget that it got you to where you are today. That’s a good way to live life. I guess that time will heal my wounds…
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