Something about him

Something about him
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 16th October 2013, Wednesday, 11:40 p.m.-11:51 p.m., in my own room at starry hill, Kepong, KL

What's wrong with me?
Falling in love with somebody;
The one who is friendly,
The one who keeps on smiling,
The one who keeps on cooking,
The one who works hard surviving;
The one who is not my destiny,
But why do I still smile at him?
Why do I feel like searching for him?
Why do I like to look at him?
Why do I try not looking at him?
Why did I avoid but end up failing?
Why did he also smile a lot to me?
It is not a matter of having a degree;
It is about the friendship of humanity,
Do you really understand me?
I am just saying and expressing,
In order to make myself sleep;
Though I thought of him,
Forgetting my past already,
Not even knowing his name,
For him the same;
We just coincidentally came,
To this place,
There is no game,
There is no fame;
Just admiring plain,
For a guy from the plane.

Lay your art upon me

Lay your art upon me
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 15th October 2013, 9:43 a.m.-10:43 a.m., in my own room at a starry hill, KL

You started whispering to my ear,
Left or right; doesn't matter;
You kissed my cheeks,
And licked my lips,
Your tongue caressed my teeth,
The sensation not a myth;
Your warmth showered on me,
Your talk as smooth as it can be,
Your fingers tickling my skin,
Your mouth sucking my chin;
Your hands; oh, they want to win,
I'm so tight; you gave a grin,
You bit my button and pin,
Both became so hard and clean;
I didn't know you're that mean,
Never have I ever seen,
Them like this since I was a teen,
I rolled you over like a jellybean;
On top you; I want to give a scream,
I practiced this at the gym,
My hands running through you,
Going down just to taste you;
Your lips so soft like a tissue,
Your tongue so yummy to chew,
I bit your buttons like how you did,
Your pins just kissed back at me;
Your hands they won't stop moving,
Your fingers searched my cheeks,
Not the upper but lower, please,
My lock is now ready;
I can feel your pressure,
Just show me your key,
I shall give you pleasure,
You comfort me with a blow;
Right on my pillow,
You're looking at me,
Row by row,
I must be at glow;
You took it slow,
Off real slow,
You played with my belly,
But your eyes dimming;
All the way to my fantasy,
More and more; I feel sexy,
Your tongue is so wet and dirty,
You know very well of me;
I can't even reach it,
I'm all yours already,
My thighs are spreading,
Only for you, my honey;
You know what I need,
You came and feed,
The rush of blood in me,
Oh, it's so good; come give it to me;
It's coming and I can't hold it,
I know you want it,
So hot and juicy,
Your lips are spicy;
I'm flying,
You're catching,
Arm in arm,
My turn to set your alarm;
All I need is to turn around,
After you, my crown,
One release and I found,
Hunger fills my mouth;
A popsicle here I found,
While you are already feasting round,
We're like clowns,
In a circus; upside down;
My hands squeezing you now,
You carried me as quick as sound,
You made sure that I wear no gown,
It's time for the lock to feel you now;
You decide and I'll make it count,
You hold my hands,
Telling me to relax,
No stress;
Just press,
I'm there; oh, yes,
This is no chess,
Hair in a mess;
Not in my dress,
Hands on my baby's chest,
He raises up from rest,
Now I'm on the bed;
I can feel his breath,
I want to be with him till death,
I can't think of anything else,
Is my birthday on the twelfth?
Do I have to meet up with Mels?
She knows all on wedding bells,
She plans it well like casting spells,
I can't wait for marriage;
I don't want his wealth,
I just want his health,
And him believing in his own shell,
Not thinking that I'm a piece of meat;
Although he knows I like him to eat,
Laying your art daily upon only me.

I Prefer Reality

I Prefer Reality
Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 12th October 2013, Saturday, 5:07 a.m.- 5:53 a.m., in my own room at my new home at a starry hill, awakened after a dream.

Yesterday it was glee,
Finally greeted my Sis;
She asked me of him,
Whom I lost contact already,
Tonight I dreamt of him,
This is reality;
He was driving me,
I was beside sitting,
We talked without feeling,
The clothes we were wearing;
There was so much of his country,
A celebration or something,
The Prime Minister was food giving,
We just passed by him only wishing;
Not remembering taking,
I didn't know anything,
Not a single thing of entity,
Never mind that thing;
It has passed already,
We reached our hostel finally,
We went to our rooms separately,
I needed the washroom - finding;
Met a junior of my initial company,
We talked yet I needed the loo badly,
Inside was really very funny,
The guys' part was full of watery;
But it was still okay to me,
She worked as a writer something,
Not bad quite a successful lady,
Then, I received a tutor calling;
I provided English teaching,
I went to this door knocking,
It was him that was there staying,
I forgot my speech but I was leaving;
He came out and started begging,
He said the loving and confessing,
What was he doing kneeling?
Why was he tearing?
Why was I tearing?
Why did he come body locking?
I did force self-releasing,
All the way to the stairs running;
He came after me chasing,
I said I wanted a Westerner to marry,
A mixed marriage to be,
He didn't make me happy;
I always ended up crying,
But he was my once special kiss,
Now that I shouldn't miss,
For he's dead to me;
There's no happy ending,
It was just a dream,
I awoke with nothing happening,
Just the coughing and peeing;
Stop the self-lying, please,
Maybe it's just a topic to release,
I really need to sleep,
Working has been really tiring;
Like I said he's been dead to me,
Though his image and all so glaring,
He told me he'd go for swimming,
The clothes just leave them as it is;
I told him I'd be at my place not his,
He didn't mind about it anything,
Separate ways not a big thing,
Hostel like apartment so big;
Why am I recording down this?
Rather spend time typing sleepily,
I would still somehow prefer reality,
He doesn't care about me;
He doesn't love me,
Born this month not being with me,
Why is my heart now still signaling?

When I'm Alone

When I'm Alone

Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 7th September 2013, Saturday, 12:39 p.m.-12:54 p.m., in Marsiling, Singapore 

When I'm alone, 

Surrounded by stone;

Wearing no cologne, 

My mind blown,

I've no clone, 

It was me alone;

Standing on my bone,

Got myself thrown,

Chiming alarm on my iPhone,

Signaling it's tomorrow morn';

I hope I didn't attack any cone,

I hope I didn't walk to that zone,

The traffic so smooth and slow,

My hair all fully and freely blown; 

All of these and more at dawn,

And all I knew was I followed,

A Malay guy that I've just known.

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.

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.