When Would that Be?

When Would that Be? 

Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 15th March 2014, Saturday, 6:59 a.m.-7:25 a.m., laying in Tian Hui's room in Marsiling Dr, Woodlands, Singapore, and this is my next poem written here on this foreign land missing my ex-lover, Ali Vafaei Zadeh as he came back texting me after exactly two months of bidding bye via Viber messaging.

If only he knew,

That I miss him so;

It's not new,

He should already know. 

I've struggled, 

I've suffered;

I've juggled,

I've empowered.

He asked me on my bf,

I answered, "He doesn't exist,"

I asked him on his gf,

He answered, "She doesn't exist."

How beautiful a white lie is,

That it's brought us to this;

The more I think, the more I miss,

I knew somehow we could be bliss.

Yes, no, maybe, I don't know,

I'll just let the wind calmly blow;

I'll just let the cloud filled with snow,

I can still feel Cupid's love arrow.

What is it that God wants to show?

This love feeling I can never throw;

I belong to him and I let it flow,

May today be the best for tomorrow.

When would that be?

The day to meet;

A smiling greet,

Save the talk, hug me.

My head on your shoulder,

Arm in arm together;

My hand is yours to hold,

Don't wait till I'm cold.

Another two years for you,

Next week for me anew;

I came out of the dark blue,

Honestly, my love is true.

Wishing to call you honey,

Again being my man and baby;

I'm seeking no luxury and money,

I'm independent with own ability.

I love you with all my heart,

I love you with all my soul;

May we won't be apart,

However, it's out of my control.

Let's fix things together,

Take a deep breather;

Problems as light as feather,

Love not change according weather.

I shall stop here,

Your text a cheer;

I've no fear,

May all be clear,

Let's have beer,

Sing to hear;

Am I still deer?

My lion, my dear.

When She Does It His Way

When She Does It His Way
Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 25th February 2014, Tuesday, 7:43 a.m.-8:05 a.m., Singapore, Inspired by Fifty Shades of Grey

He:

Raise your hands,
Stop right there;
Make it bare,
Hold it right there,
Don't just stare,
Don't also compare;
Be ready for stands,
Your hair strands,
I'm your man,
Do as I said;
Suck, trigger, and play,
Repeat day after day,
Until you find the way,
Make it easier and safe;
I'm gonna be straight,
I shall get you laid,
You won't get paid,
Yet you're my bait;
As I grab your face,
The rest will surface.

She:

You've me bare,
All you do is stare;
My cold sweat there,
Dripping in scare,
The air,
Kisses my skin fair;
The moment extraordinaire,
My body has no pair,
Take me as I am,
I'll make you go, "Damn!"
You're my man,
You make me glam,
You're the first I swear,
I accept no fare;
Don't stand right there,
Your eyes are rare,
You're aware,
Ready to tear;
You lick my sweat,
You reach my pet,
You kiss me wet,
Your finger in that;
You want it red,
I'm all you said.

Untitled Yet Again

Untitled Yet Again
Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 24th February 2014, Monday, 3:05 p.m.-3:12 p.m., Why do I have so many thoughts of him like now/today? -In Marsiling Drive, Woodlands, Singapore-.

I was at the train station,
KLCC was a relaxation?
At the ticket machine,
I turned around,
Anxious for awhile,
A moment you weren't there;
But you came upfront,
That, yet again,
An important second to me,
When you reached your pocket;
Honey, was that what you see in me?
Trust me; I wasn't interested in your money,
I had a shock as you weren't anywhere seen,
I was there alone; About to buy tickets twin;
I hope I didn't take any of your money,
Because, really, that wasn't what I mean.

The Tear You Juggled

The Tear You Juggled
Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 24th February 2014, Monday, 10:35 a.m.-11:03 a.m., In My Cousin's Room, Marsiling Drive, Woodlands, Singapore, Watching -"Read My Lips"- Lipstick Jungle's Season 2 Episode 8 and I came to thinking about my former Azizam Ali a.k.a. "loyal" Iranian/Persian boyfriend/lover of a year plus plus ago, whose lips are kissable and suit my type.

The wind breezing by,
The tones oozing by;
The thoughts passing by,
The feelings felt inside,
The water warming by,
The tub fit just nice;
The conversations we had inside,
You spread your legs and I was inside,
I dripped the water on your feet,
I was so calm; I could fall asleep;
Then, you had me fisting your stick,
Before that, you heard me sing,
Mr. Simon Cowell came out from your brick,
Then, you sang though I didn't know the meaning;
Then, it was Titanic surely Celine Dion was flattering,
She has the looks like Lipstick Jungle's Nico Riley,
After my first time tasting your dick,
I went to your face and hug you in the deep;
I gave kisses and you said, "Nice ass, huh?" to me,
I kissed your neck and cheek and finally to this,
I saw your lips and went for it,
I opened my eyes a little while yours closed beautifully;
Didn't you know how much it took for me to do it?
Thought it was fair that my first kiss was you kissing me,
You had to go first because I know I wouldn't do any,
Then, the next I thought that I should be the one doing it;
Which I did and as I was watching Lipstick Jungle and here I am with this,
Victory Ford crashing because of Joe Bennett just got me switching,
I have to write this for it's important to me,
Who knows one day I might just forget and let this memory leave;
The truth is my heart still feels the same way it had been,
Too sad to say that I am now very used to this shit,
Here I am in a foreign land, where you might have been,
I know that you are now with her and she is surely giving;
That's enough for me knowing that I am not the one you need,
But just to let you know that that kiss was important for me,
However, I must admit that it lacked feeling,
It was as if it was so dry that so did our relationship;
So, yes, that was the final and that was it,
I hope that the tear you juggled wasn't as much as me,
Or perhaps it was just me and you didn't even end up crying,
Because you're a man and I'm just a miniature living;
I had been mourning and resting and you went out f*cking,
Thank you very much for that kiss that I ended up regretting,
If only you knew,
That I wasn't you;
You needed a shoe,
But you had no clue.

The Lady of V

The Lady of V 

Written by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 14th February 2014, Friday, 11:11 a.m., in my rented room in Kuala Lumpur, Dedicated to my Trainer of Trainers during NS and Startrack 2.0, Cikgu Alang

A lady of a thousand years,

A face sheds a million tears;

Spreading home of chandeliers,

Loved most yet he is oblivious.

Alonity

Alonity: Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 1st February 2014, Saturday, laying on my mattress in my room in BSD home, KL, 11:00 a.m.-11:12 a.m.

Alonity,
It's a word from alone and unity;
When both combine in entity,
That's how we form a community,
Last night I was on martini,
Ventured even to Santorini;
Thought I have met the man,
He seemed interested in me,
I just could imagine,
Him inside me;
Walking the whole journey,
Until we become old,
Having kids of own,
From houses bought to sold;
I thought he could find me,
I thought he could ask me,
Bring me out of here,
I follow you and your beer;
Kissing you so near,
Pink me up and I'll cheer,
No, you won't call me dear,
Time just ticking and switching gear;
You won't say and I won't hear,
You'll fly soon and I'm left here still.

I Dreamt a Dream

I Dreamt a Dream

Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 13th January 2014, Monday, 8:27 a.m.-8:55 a.m., laying on my mattress in my rented room, K.L. and done checking at 8:59 a.m.

I awoke with tears in my dream,

Let me towards it seam;

I know it has meaning,

I shall record only the last seen,

Let me recall scene by scene,

It is not easy;

Most I forgot already,

But hey, there was Dr. Danny,

Talking to me like I was guilty,

Of doing the kissing and everything;

He even passed me a cracker thing,

With a message on it,

This nightmare started,

After I entered;

The Scholar Base as a mentor,

I was teaching singing,

We even did the "London Bridge",

Obviously God is telling me;

Of not going back to history,

I told Dr. Danny that finding jobs,

It was uneasy,

Then, we ended up in his office;

After some two staffs greetings,

He said that they were with him,

I shouldn't be worried,

He said there was an evidence;

If I'm not mistaken, a picture,

It was a 1980 taken,

Oh, please, I wasn't even present,

I was born in 1987;

He forwarded one of his watches,

It was so clear and mechanical,

How I cried that I couldn't accept,

Rejecting even the Hello Kitty cat;

But I still remember the belt,

So unique, that was what I felt,

I shall remember this brilliant idea,

It could be something for my year;

Maybe there are people wanna hear,

How could I end up accused?

Ah, must be my past bf issue,

He left me with a recent clue;

His gf now tasted his bird and glue,

No, this can't be making me blue,

Maybe just thinking about it,

Why am I thinking in the first place?

I don't know anything about her,

But she must be real open minded,

Sex before marriage,

I admit I was seduced by many men;

One even fantasized to the max,

I hope I didn't agree to any man,

I'm still a virgin, that's what I am,

I can't wait for a new man;

A Westerner, that's what I meant,

I want a mixed marriage,

It will never be the same,

I need to forget any other image;

The unhappy ones, please erase,

Happiness will come without chase.