Saturday, July 20, 2013

Fly for Me

Fly for Me
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 20th July 2013, Saturday, 9:50 p.m.-10:41 p.m., alone in the living room at home watching Australia Network's drama series: Bed of Roses

You flew to see me,
Was it fate or destiny?
You came to me,
Should I be sorry?

Chemistry,
Human being;
Tragedy,
Heartbeat. 

You got me feeling,
You got me longing;
You got me kissing,
You got me missing.

You gave me colours,
Ignored murmurs;
Living with a purpose,
Life isn't at all a curse.

If only my heart can be seen,
I won't ask you to clean;
Just look for your name in it,
And see how the blood lit.

I'm no beauty,
But I did it;
I'm proud of it,
You had me ready.

Since you've decided,
It's no longer provided;
My feelings overrated,
My love for you busted.

I can't seem to throw,
All into the waste basket;
Maybe I need to bend low,
Go deep inside my pocket.

You gave nothing but memories,
Not to forget wonderful fantasies;
Burning so much of calories,
I need to find new remedies.

Loyalty the best policy,
I'm out of your life already;
So, stop coming to me, please,
Your text didn't make me cheese.

Once I was yours,
Once the rain pours;
Once with the course,
Once love without force.

I've loved you with all my heart,
So much that you tore me apart;
I've missed you so darn hard,
I was dramatic the avant-garde. 

Another man won't love me for me,
Even you won't be my company;
Let me be as lonely,
I'm nothing but a busy bee.

I don't need you to tell me,
The world that I should live in;
I'm big enough to know already,
I don't wish to live in parody.

I know my hunger and my thirst,
I know that you're in fact my first;
I know that I didn't expect a purse,
I know I could be better being nurse.

You aren't by my side,
You hate seeing me cry;
You and I missed the ride,
You had me believing your lie.

I'm not meant to be your collection,
Also not your possession;
Also not your obsession,
Also not your percussion. 

You had your recess,
You had your confess;
I did my protest,
I failed the test.

You don't go listing girls,
You don't go asking twirls;
You don't go into other worlds,
You don't go straightening curls.

I fell for you and it was true,
Even now I still need a clue;
On how to get rid of you,
And give myself a pursue.

If only I could kiss you,
If only dreams come true;
If only it had to be you,
If only it wasn't a screw.

Tell me more truth,
Face me and my foot;
No more messaging through,
Don't keep your words, just shoot.

Too bad you haven't any bravery,
Having lies as fat as buns in bakery;
Dragged me into female slavery,
You ultimately proclaimed mastery.

How stupid I was to let you in,
I should've locked and throw the key;
Make sure you didn't find anything,
How it happened as I was a monkey.

Let me and my soul be,
You once liked me;
You even thanked me,
My job is to just be free.

Let me breathe and pee,
You've your own cup of tea;
Go ahead with your jet ski,
See who's lucky to get your knee.

Your future,
Your culture;
Your overture,
Your structure.

I'm out of here,
Without a tear;
It has been a year,
All is very clear.

My heart needs to be tamed,
Tonight doesn't feel the same;
I know I sound lame,
Why am I still trusting your game?

Don't I've a type?
You aren't that hype;
I've never imagined you that I like,
I'm never prepared for your strike.

My hope for health and happy,
No wealth yet no disease;
I don't have life a many,
I owe too much too the trees.

My heart is now searching for you,
I'm stopping it and I need You;
God has shown me clue by clue,
I can't stick with you; I'm not a glue.

One day I'll leave this country,
One day I'll die under the sea;
One day I'll write another story,
One day I'll try to be more sexy.

I saw the airplane,
I saw the rainbow;
I've passed the pain,
I've hid in the shadow.

I'm not asking,
Just saying;
If you do love me,
Please fly for me.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Heart as Stone

Heart as Stone
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 14th July 2013, Sunday, 7:19 a.m.-7:28 a.m., laying sleepily and lazily in my room at home

Her heart as stone,
His flesh and bone;
Both's gentle tone,
Seldom on telephone,
It's good being alone,
No one hears you moan;
You eat your own scone,
You be your own throne,
You need the shape cone,
You're a romance prone;
You think all is just a loan,
In the end, what do you own?
My heart as stone,
Your flesh and bone;
Silently ignoring the tone,
You're off my telephone.

The Invisible

The Invisible
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 13th July 2013, Saturday, 10:36 p.m.-10:47 p.m., laying down in my own room at home sweet home 

The invisible,
So judgmental;
So sociable,
So irresistible,
So comparable,
A constable;
Insatiable,
Manageable.

A woman,
A semen;
An organ,
A token,
A jargon,
A wagon;
A lemon,
Forsaken. 

The human,
The pattern;
The ribbon,
The mutton,
The bacon,
The beacon;
The gallon,
The person.

An innocence,
An essence;
A presence,
A competence,
A completeness,
A witness;
A highness,
A lioness. 

Let you be you,
True or untrue;
Blue or not blue,
Glue or not glue,
New or not new,
For view of view;
Hope just a few,
Hurt no more mew.

Monday, July 8, 2013

PO-SI-TI-VI-TY: Just A Click Only

PO-SI-TI-VI-TY: Just A Click Only 
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 8:40 a.m.-, 1st July 2013, Monday, alone in the Saga car waiting for the office door to be opened in Bukit Sri Bintang, Kepong, KL and there it's opened. I haven't even started this poem. To be continued... Alone on my double mattresses, 10:28 a.m.-10:32 a.m., Tuesday, 9th July 2013 

POlite and chastity,
SItuations of anything;
TItans of the being,
VItality of the clarity,
TYcoons of own story,
Just a click only.