Where the pieces fall

A moment passed by me in the glimpse of a second,
On the road of an end I know not where,
Taking in everything from the cool air around,
I just want to run away.

So many things left untouched.

Where do I find my way back?
Would she be there waiting for me?
Running beyond the speed of sound,
Crossing borders and ignoring all bounds.

We broke so many laws of the world.

Pressured for a quick escape,
I find myself talking to the mirror,
It refuses to smile back at me,
The eyes cutting me.

I turn the lights off.

Falling to my knees and feeling the cool floor,
The dust moves from the fall,
Like a small cloud,
I scream back at the darkened figure before me.

I pick up a stone.

A ray of light shine through the curtains,
Onto to the cutting eyes like an impetus,
I scream at it as I prepare to throw,
A sudden jolt like lightning throughout me.

The shattering glass reveals the one who waited for me.
-The return

Welcome back, a long break from this place has left it rather old and untouched. A return to an old friend, a return to my mirror mask. The call like an impetus from an audience calling an actor back onto the stage, the burning desire to once more weave words that I’ve long since stopped due to unforeseen circumstances.

It’s been a month plus since my computer went down. And for the longest time, I’ve not written a single poem. With the failure of my motherboard, came the unintentional hiatus of my writing. My over reliance of a keyboard as my pen, and word document as my paper makes me realize, that my inspiration does get scribbled or penned out, it gets typed out, and not having a computer to work on when I have the inspiration kind of turns off my mood to write.

I am actually glad my computer is not working, because I no longer have the distraction of computer games, and online chatting which took up a large part of my daily time. The down side is, I don’t get to download new music and update my Ipod, and thus the music I listen to tends to get rather old. With the new time I gained due to lack of distractions, I had more time to go out, spend time with friends, read and enjoy more of the world around me.

I’ve experience much in my time away from my computer. Right now, I am in the very last stage of my national service, and don’t really have to go back to work anymore, except for a cohesion and the final clearance day when I become a civilian once more. No more threat of a detention barracks for this boy anymore, just plain old jail.

I’ve had a chance to see more of a world I never really saw, which gave me much insight to myself, and how certain people can be really outgoing and fun. A close friend told me not to deliberate so much, classify things and categorize everything, because when I did, I lost sight of the beauty of the object, person or event. Of course it’s rather difficult to get out of the instilled norms of society that have been wired in for years, it makes us categorize nearly everything in life. From sexual orientation to education and jobs. I try not to, but I still do, which makes it harder for me to truly judge a person without biasness. Almost all of us have this sort of biasness, no matter how we consider ourselves as unbiased when judging new people, we still categorize a person rather quickly and then make a judgment of them according to the category we placed them in.

I’ve met so many colorful personalities through this close friend of mine, who shared with me many of his life experiences that could relate to mine. I’ve seen so much that most people would normally not see or experience, which makes me grateful for knowing him and getting to be his close friend. If I had to describe him in simply one word, it would be peace, and to describe our friendship it would be amazing.

One of the notable personalities that I met through my close friend was Hossan Leong, an interesting and funny character whom I respect greatly in terms of his acting ability and wittiness on the go. I’ve had the chance to see him perform on stage a few times and heard some of the songs he sang which were posted on you-tube, their really funny.

Another notable person I’ve gotten to know more in my life is this girl whom I’ve met many years ago, only on an off chance (Breaking a toe and being bored at home kind of chance) Someone whom is one of the best conversationalist I’ve ever met in my life, thus being able to converse on hours on end without getting bored, and her similar interest in writing and poetry, and not to mention having a scary ability of predicting what the heck I am doing (That freaks me out, as if she might be spying on me) I’d have to say, she’s become one of my close friends in such a short time, a new person to share my thoughts with, and thus a exchange of thoughts, and a mash of intellectual conversation which I must say is nothing short of yum. Their like a delicious food for thought, which reaffirms that in this world, there are people to enjoy the beauty of the mind with.


Droplets form against the window,
Reflecting the light as it glows,
Rolling down the blinds slowly,
I see a face staring back at me.

Across to the other house.

The single light shining towards me,
She stretches out her hand,
The rain droplets land softly on it,
A sudden gust of wind blows her hair across.

She laughs gently.

Turning the knob of the window,
I push it open and step out onto the cold tiles,
My heart beats to a sudden pulse,
Knowing this isn’t just some simple wile.

The distance between us feels so real.

Shining the ray of light to show a path to walk,
Beckoning and guiding me towards her,
Towards the final steps,
The very edge.

A leap of faith.

I take in the cool damp air as I prepare to hold it.
Rushing forward in one long breath.
I cross the edge of my sanity,
To bridge the final jump.

Into her arms.
-Into her arms.