Come back, My Friends.

I dedicate these emotion words,
For a friends to have lose his closest roots.
As now he is in the lowest mood,
May him find the light walking back the road.

The feeling of accepting a sudden departs,
Is like a dead knot that could break into parts.
You do pray it is just a bitter joke,
Reality tells it is a taboo that couldn't be provoke.

Curse you may for the hash life ground!
Cry as loud if that will cure your wound!
But when you done, come back my friends,
Because the journey needs you till the ends.

Comments

Paris, City of Romance.

I know it sounds a little crazy, after a whole day work, of standing and walking around and yet seating in front of the computer and about to start a post as I could have been comfortable lying on the bed and call it a day. Well, to be able to answer that, I suppose I'm still overjoy on the contest that carried by our team over the exhibition. Oh yes, just for your information, I work in an exhibition company as part of the event team and my job is to held activities that would attract yet benefit the visitors. With that information, I guess it is again answered on another statement of mine where I mentioned earlier why I have been standing and walking the whole day. I would reserved the work part for some other post, perhaps a poem on that ;), but for now let's just focus why of the sudden urge to come out a post at this late moment. To put it simple, it is after all the overjoy contest that link me back to the sudden indulgent for one of my previous travel, to a land th...

Monday Blue is Tomorrow

Rather humid day today, Sunshine bright up all the way. I sip on some sour dairy, May it chills a little my misery. The wind blows slow, Cloud refuse to grow. I wish time is like the wind blow, Slowly tick accordingly the flow. Despite weather gives a mellow, Even sing by lovely tune of sparrow. But my heart sunk with sorrow, Monday blue is tomorrow.

That Lad, My Kidda.

I do said he isn't appears as an eyes catching star, Perhaps a little fresh if you would happen catch him far. I do said he is as skinny and dark like a broom stick, Perhaps in general that shape may give people a kick. I do said he should have put more effort study hard, Perhaps he has his ways of coloured his report card. I do said he spent too much on gaming and computer, Perhaps living in a city given him less play choice either. I do said my critic on him may have as much like a data , Perhaps and perhaps it is because that lad is my kidda. Happy Birthday Kidda! :-)

Assilem = Em

Search This Blog