Appointment with Death

She had an appointment with death,
At three o'clock the nurse scheduled in the time
I saw in her face the fear unsheathed
And she walked towards me with tears in her eyes
I sat on the plastic chairs
In the disinfectant white rooms
My veins pumping despair
And her footsteps proclaimed doom.
I called out but no words came through
She walked with her head drawn down
Stood in front of me and said
Let's get the hell out of town
Dr death can sit patiently and wait
Cause I'm not going down without a fight
Now let's leave and we'll soon fix me up
I promise you everything will be alright
With a skip in my step and hope in my heart
I walked blindly along the path of fate
She had an appointment with death
But she was going to attend it damn late.

The beggining of my poetry for grandma. Miss you Baba. Miss your rare smiles and your fresh smell in the mornings when I used to bath you. Alfatiha. Love you always.

Love is a scam

Im very blase about love and 'like' today. Not for anything....but for the one reason. Love is a scam designed to manipulate people into feeling emotions that they could feel for anyone. Once similarities or blatant chemistry is felt immediately people in general rush into love like blind fools because the world tells them that love is the greatest magic this world possesses. But I believe that love between man and woman is the greatest scam of the 21st century.

Our forefathers, heck my best friends parents (well one of my best friends) got arranged marriages and tada! They are extremely happy and contented individuals. I personally believe not in arrange marriages (though I do concede they do work sometimes) but in having no marriage constituition and that marriages was placed just so people would procreate. If one day society were to procreate without having marriages, then they would lose sense of self and God and get lost in the insatiable wanton lust of sex. Therefore I believe in too many things but one thing I staunchly believe right now is this. LOVE is a SCAM! So anyone in love or beggining to like anyone alot stop yourself because you will be able to feel the same way about tons of people....don't tie yourself down to one. And yes I am pist of at someone, but at the end of the day its his loss. Not mine. I've got too much to live for....but after the sex and the city session with ma girls and our love hate rants over drinks I had to blog this. Firstly....i gotta start a professional website which i will after i talk to Nabil and secondly...that LOVE IS A SCAM!!! Feel soo much better now. =D

Falling Slowly

The day you called my cousin and came over
A smile, a hello then a phone number
A girl can only wait for two days mister
Any longer and its c'ya later.
Your bangle fits the circle of my palms
Like Medusa's snakes on her head, the black rope on my arm
The concerto plays Elvis's can't help falling on repeat
Suddenly the heart doth not walk but crawls then leaps
I don't know you but I want you all the more for that
The bus skips four stops and drives straight to your station
Ambidextrous hands play puppetry with one and pushes away the mimickry with the other
The aorta thumps continually evolving with external derivatives
And suddenly the world plugs up all the hustle and bother
There is silence and the autumn leaves change to winter...
And lips that sealed hidden whispers and secrets spill out their desires
For there is nothing that can fan down this inner lightning fire
The thunder roars for Nefertiti's beauty cannot surpass its warning
One tiptoe and peek out the front door and the heart began opening
But what if the risk was seen and unheeded, and then celebrated
What is time on earth if not to be endured and berated?
Admonishing the dire signs that could destroy the soul and break the walls
Jumping into the fray relishing in the glory of bloody wars and catcalls
Exposing the soul to the greatest magic the world possesses in its grasp
Reviewing the previous list with a renewed vigour demolishing constraints
Leap from the castle walls and burn it down into the dust
Lancelot and Guinevere ran from the societal norms and restraints
Love has arrived and with it came friendship and fun flirtatious jokes
This time round the winner will be me, one punch, two punches, KO
The blessing from the man above and from the old ancient folks
Makes this love or whatever its called a feeling of jubilation
celebration
perspiration
anticipation
hallucination
and finally completion.
For the pearl of Baloch has opened my heart again,
and though this may or may'nt amount to anything.
The walls are broken and the dragon slain.
And as Bok ti would say, 'Jangan main sendiri lagi Ling!'


This song is exactly how I feel right now.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_LALGvMlfU&feature=related

Past Mistakes

I can't fall in love. I can't fall in like. I can't fall. There's always something in my way. And I just realise that something is me. I always stop and look down, get scared and turn around. I can't burden someone else with my baggage, can't forget the past mistakes I made. I don't regret but I don't forget. And I don't think I will ever find someone that can push me of the ledge and watch me spiral downwards, I know that I will catch myself. I can't forget my past.....I can't fall in love.

This song has been on repeat for hours.....and I can't sleep.......
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0JD8LHPlTI

p.s. Emy got married today, I am truly happy for her. I don't even know why I'm putting this in. I guess its to remember the date. Lolz.