Forbidden Love

She is longing to be with him
Her heart beats when she listens to his voice
Her soul flies to meet him in her dream
She wanted to be with him

He is missing her
Her care and love keep running in his mind
His happiness is depending on her
He wanted to be with her

Their hearts were one
He loves her
She loves him
Their hearts were one

But they have to keep this love inside
The love is forbidden

Compilation of my art work

                                            Emily Dickinson

All this while I've been thinking of compiling my art work..I mean my poems. It's for my own self-satisfaction solely but if I got the chance to publish it pun best jugak kan..Once my lecturer asked us to publish our work if we do write poem. He asked us not to be the Malaysian Emily Dickinson haha..but I think I have to do a lot of improvement on my skills of writing poems before I confer them to be read.

The work of writing poem started when actually I've been forced to write one as my assignment. The very first poem of mine titled You and I did it when I was in my matriculation year. And the one which got response is Reminiscence (the first assignment of writing poem in UIA Gombak) and I wrote it just to be presented to my lecturer yet I did it according to my creativity and evertyhing needed to write one. However when I showed that poem to one of my friends, she said 'Hey, I like your poem. It's beautiful'. I was shocked but honestly I am very happy. Yeah..it is my first born 'baby' though ;p When I was writing it, I thought no one would understand and feel it but when I asked my friend who I've mentioned just now, she said she can feel and understand my writing well. So the feeling of satisfaction wrapping me from my head to toe and my heart shining with happiness. It is a feeling that no one can describe..(maybe that is the feeling of all the writers hmm...)

After that I started writing poem not just for my assignment, then I started to write it as I feel want to write one. No more poems for assignment and up until now, I'm still 'delivering' my babies huhu. Thus for that rationale, I am thinking of putting all my poems in one book. So that I can read them whenever I want for they are in my hands and I love the smell of paper so much! (I need to find a note book with old version paper;the one that is yellowish and have smell like the one used for novels hehe) As time goes by, not only Reminiscence getting people's feedback but also my other poems. Thanks to my readers for spending your time reading little pisces of my art work. I do have one that is not yet posted in this blog because it is specially dedicated to my loved one. I'm thinking and still considering putting it in here. Another reason of not putting the poem here is because I want to start compiling my art work in one special note book. Or maybe i'll do both huhu...

Reminiscence

Never thought her life will end in here,
Behind the bars of an empty room,
Dull,gloomy, with blood scent fills the air,
Reminiscence brings her where she starts.
Hoping it was just a dream,
Yet the dream turns into a nightmare,
Bringing her to give her life;
as she took another,
The noblest is the lowest.

She Is Colors

She walks in blue,
Like the blue color in the sky,
but suddenly she turns red,
Red like a chili,
When she saw an animal,
A four-footed animal like a cat,
Cat is an animal,
Under a tree, she feels green,
Green like the leaves on the tree,
Feels green as the air breeze upon her cheeks,
She is purple at home,
Cooking and cleaning turns her purple,
It is 12 a.m.;
She turns white
White like a corpse,
It is time to bed,
She is sleeping.

Man

In the middle of a town;
Passing through the same lane,
On the forehead lies the frown,
For the men who are sane.

On their mind there’s no conclusion
for the empty soul,
As they live for one passion,
For the wealth until old.

The creator has been forgotten,
As they live for the world,
At the end they will be rotten,
In the grave, another world.

You..

I give my all to have you,
Surrender my heart and my soul,
Sacrifice is all I do,
Put down my rights, also my pride.

Tulips, pink and chocolate drink,
Oh..I hate these stupid things!
But..whatever for you,
I’ll do to only you.

Let time passes by,
Don’t care for how long,
I will try.
Because of love, pride and rights all aside.
Because of you, anything I will do.

This poem is my very first poem. It is adapted from a play which I have forgotten its title huhu.but i will try to check and find the play soon.The title of the play will be posted once i have it ya.It’s just for the reference of those who are interested.You will understand this poem more if you read the play.Whatever it is,enjoy the reading guys =)

My Loved Ones

As there are requests for me to create a poem for my family,here you go..a poem for my beloved family =)

Like an angels with its wings,
Take me up to play in the rainbow,
And come down to share my sorrow,
That’s what I know of you, kin.

A family is a family,
From where I come,
To where I go,
A precious gift from Him for this little fellow.

This love will stay forever,
For you as life gets older,
A bunch of thanks from this heart that is sincere,
For all the kindness while we are together.

This poem is sincerely for you guys..sorry if it’s not sobeautiful as those out there huhu..but hope you like it.

To My Two Little Sisters

Childhood days, I remember,
Fight and laugh, always together,
Cling on to one and another,
For we are sisters.

Neither sadness nor laughter,
They bring us even more closer,
As we are left by years;
Leaving far from each other
to reach the thing we desire.

Distance will never make us distant,
Because in my heart we are still together,
Like what we were
in the old days, that I remember.

This poem is for my sisters who are far from our eyes (me and other family members) yet close to our hearts. Study smart, try your best and best of luck in whatever you do.