That's faris helping me out with the ad lol. Paish photographed it. Kbai. Salam.
June 4, 2012
The Castlevania
Salam. You know what, this just brings back memory :) It's something I was selling starting from my year in form 5 till after SPM - with En. Ciput as my partner. The sandwich was first made on Bojan's 17th birthday and I think it's safe to say that quite a number liked it. So, ya. Titik besar2.
That's faris helping me out with the ad lol. Paish photographed it. Kbai. Salam.
That's faris helping me out with the ad lol. Paish photographed it. Kbai. Salam.
June 1, 2012
Lachrymal Hope
Salam. This is an old poem i wrote - about a few months ago. A poem about friendship. It's entitled "Lachrymal Hope". Nothing to do with the pictures though. They just remind me of the good old times :)
Peeking through the iron bars;
that hold the spirits that once roamed free-
I see a black light burning,
as black as infinity's own moonless shadows,
as bright as infinity' own moonlit meadows;
Emanating its brilliant darkness as if it's-
Offering a bleeding hand to be caught;
By my weary hand and thus;
They interlock in a silent odium.
Ah, the efficacy of an opium-
A lachrymal hope.
Kwek. haha. K salam.
Peeking through the iron bars;that hold the spirits that once roamed free-
I see a black light burning,
as black as infinity's own moonless shadows,
as bright as infinity' own moonlit meadows;
Emanating its brilliant darkness as if it's-
Offering a bleeding hand to be caught;
By my weary hand and thus;
They interlock in a silent odium.
Ah, the efficacy of an opium-
A lachrymal hope.
Kwek. haha. K salam.
March 25, 2012
Hi
Salam. It's been long since I last updated my ancient blog here lol. So, here's a confessional poem I wrote to restart this blog. Btw, Epica, my favourite band has just released their new album "Requiem for the Indiffirent". Be sure to check out their latest song "Storm the Sorrow" :) Anyway, enjoy the colourful poem (or die of boredom).

Pain greets me "Hi"-
in the form of a man.
The man wears a black cape
made up of graceful thorns;
and a wailing silhoutte-
that endlessly mourns.
He says to me:
"Let us be friends,
for I can assure thee,
our friendship can never end."
So I stand there in silence
and stare into the blank heaven;
as he gave me the most beautiful embrace-
the Angle of Death could have ever given;
And to him, I reply-
with a painful "Hi".

Pain greets me "Hi"-
in the form of a man.
The man wears a black cape
made up of graceful thorns;
and a wailing silhoutte-
that endlessly mourns.
He says to me:
"Let us be friends,
for I can assure thee,
our friendship can never end."
So I stand there in silence
and stare into the blank heaven;
as he gave me the most beautiful embrace-
the Angle of Death could have ever given;
And to him, I reply-
with a painful "Hi".
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