It was just a Dream

It was just a Dream 

Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 22nd August 2013, Thursday, 10:58 a.m.-11:35 a.m., in my room at BSD home 

I slept, 

I woke;

No wept,

No poke.

It was just a dream,

All in a stream;

A moment so seem,

Later on a total dim.

I'm trying to remember,

Was it anytime in summer?

The answer only in slumber,

It's not even yet September. 

I saw some events,

Faces of my friends;

As I laid to rest,

All these came to my head nest.

One thing that I find it deep,

It was a close call so steep;

The hot air balloon couldn't keep,

Started burning without a beep.

What were the people doing?

I couldn't see;

A woman flew out and in glee,

She only had a minor injury,

It would have made me pee,

But I just kept on dreaming;

The hot air balloon is burning,

The land it was approaching. 

It was a close call,

Looked like a fire ball;

But some people didn't care at all,

While some escaped from the mall,

They still ate rice, fish, and meatball.

Which made me wonder,

Life equals to experience?

You'd rather experience danger?

Challenging death's patience?

I saw many familiar faces,

My contacts from all spaces;

Young and old no matter,

Some are close and I'm like a sister.

Another dream was graduation,

Which included job opportunities;

Other sequences I can't really recall,

Especially the early ones not at all.

Perhaps this dream is meant to be,

Tested me on my self-identity;

On who am I and who I want to be,

Am I close or distant to everybody?

Though it was just a dream,

But it seemed like a movie;

In film it could be in the Academy,

In life it could have just hit me.

Will I leave a positive trace?

In encountering puzzle and maze?

Why do I reject a man's praise?

Why in my vision there's still haze?

I'm feeling very tired,

I'm feeling very wired;

I need to fix the broken,

My dream is a reminder token.

Yes, now I remember,

The car workshop so near;

I shall ask them later,

Just the red part no fear.

Alone of loneliness,

Don't make it worthless;

Don't make it breathless,

Enjoy the life of liveliness. 

I'm going to make this work,

I hope I didn't do anything wrong;

My head is such a jerk,

Made me feeling guilty all day long.

If there's any occurrence,

They should be loud;

The little ones won't lie,

I don't want to hurt and cause tears.

I always think of the impossible,

I always think of the unbelievable;

I always think of the irresponsible,

All are so wrong, cruel, and sexual.

Forgive me of my negativity,

I need to be more optimistic;

Keep calm and be positivity,

Live life and be as realistic.

We're only humans,

Made of sperms;

And perhaps germs,

Taste not only lemons.

I shall stop here,

I need to take care of my bladder;

Got to learn to live life better,

No way I'm going to be fatter. 

Let me suffer,

In my own slumber;

Until September,

My own rumble.

The Cow Over the Tree

The Cow Over the Tree

Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 13 August 2013, 6:04 p.m.-6:24 p.m., Tuesday, on the way home from Muar, Johor with my parents.

The cow tiptoed gracefully,

Slightly on the top of the tree;

Was it ballet or just a dream?

Was it really or just fantasy?

The cow didn't fall in agony,

The tree stood below him;

The tree kept on feeding in,

He kept on being fed in,

The whole universe bowed freely,

The cow and tree provided the needy;

No one would ever be sorry,

Of getting whatever they need,

Please just tell me your story,

I had only just one life to live;

Everything was a symbiosis belief,

You and me carried grin and grief,

Tomorrow was never a guarantee,

Did I've super powers of any?

Thank God I didn't need many,

My gratitude towards the elderly,

Made me forget every melancholy,

Simple living was the basic identity;

We didn't need that much technology,

Home with love was only the need,

No measure of light weight or heavy,

Thin or thick the soup was the gravy;

I apologized for my brain being fussy,

Awakened me I shouldn't be messy.