Crash My Party

Crash my party

Be as happy as you can be

Don’t worry about me

Cause you just can’t crash me inside.

Crash my party

Don’t worry about me

Cause you can’t do much worse

Life has got its reserves.

Dine and wine

Crash my party

I will still put on my best smile

Its worthwhile.

H.O.M.E

Earthlings' HOME.
Humanity's black hole.
Behold.
There are many tales untold.
Much more experiences unfold.

 How is it possible that amongst such intelligence emerge championed fools
Outstanding success begets horrid stupidity
Mayhem....
Evils!

Hold the tongue of justice which is never as sharp as the jagged sword
Oust the patience and the good, and flocked in deceits and malicious whores
Mayhem .....
Evils!

Hark!
Of all sectors of the universe, this Earth

Mused
Evils.....

Conditions, Conditional and Conditioned.

# 14... Unfortunately, there is existence of "conditions" in the consciousness.

The principle of goodness is that all is borned good, till the day it all changed
Yet when changes do happen, it actually felt all strange, some felt estranged
Either transformation from bad to good, or vice versa
It is debated upon seriously, questions are to be answered
But answers are not answers that one needed to hear
The changes that are evident, are what one need to adhere.

What is more sad to acknowledge is that changes that are too obvious to ignore
That it has done more hurt than good, for the goodness is gone, perhaps not for good
But conditions have automatically slipped into the realm of unconsciousness
Permanently marking its existence, into the space of consciousness
Was it accidental?
Could it be coincidental?
Perhaps it is already a known fact, pushed aside till answers are accepted
The existence of "conditions" has long lived in the consciousness, only with some exceptions.

Exceptions are conditions
Categorization are exceptions
Consciously existing without knowing
The fine print that only surfaces during crisis.

Can one change the conditions into conditional?
Can one make the conditional into pure exceptional?
That with indepth understanding, erase that fine print
Live with the fact, and live as virtuous as one can be?

Conditional is mindset?
Unfortunately, "conditions" are as good as they get.

The Heart & The Mind (R 1)

# 10 ... Heart is where the TREASURES are.

The heart speaketh & it contradicted to the mind that thinketh
The one who listeneth & became torn, and on the fence seated
Questioned the mind, felt the heart, & came now troubled soul
Boggling thoughts, disarrayed emotions & nowhere to go.

One holds no rein over the heart and mind? No?
Contrary, one have no wisdom to know what to do.

The fear had held back the freedom of the heart to speak eloquently
The feelings had stopped the mind to explore the grey area creatively
One became a hostage to one ownself
Not releasing the greatest strength and courage from within oneself.

The heart holds treasures that the mind knows how to unleash
But the one who holds the key, refuse to unlock and see within.

One must be strong to take hold of the thoughts of mind
One must be calm to appease the heart that will not want to be left behind
One must know which direction one choose to go
One must realize there is a seed of courage, waiting to explode.

Will one take charge and take control
Because the heart & the mind, they are one, waiting for the ONE HERO.

Impressions.

# 9 ... There will be impressions, that are not meant to be everlasting, but meant to witness its worthy transformation.

Let's not make a mistake that impressions are meant to be worn like a masks
That if one shall see a smile, be impressed
When one is frowning, a sign been depressed
Every impressions, is a freedom to expressed emotions
Not a display at the masquerade party
Not simply to please the society
Not to be mistaken as part of the community
It is not a signature, it is not an identity
It is merely a transition, moving from one moment till the next, till it ends.

Let's not make a mistake that impressions firstly, is genuine
That the first sign of liveliness is the true inhabitant of humanity
That this is the reality that will last for eternity
For it is the impression for that moment, that one moment only
Least be analytical, rather than be judgemental
Least the mind be opened, rather than be narrowed down
Least the heart be welcoming, rather than be bolted and screwed
For the possibilities of changing impressions are like changes of the world
"IT" single-impression is not the whole
IT is merely just another facade, moving constantly with time, endlessly.

Withold the thoughts that spurred from the impressions
Uphold the integrity that is proved from the impressions
Witness that transformation that creates the book of a single entity of life.

Lessons of the World

# 6 ... It isn't what the world is teaching us, but what we are learning from this world.

The world teaches us everyday, without fail
Just as the sun will rise and set everyday
Just as true as the rain will come after the thunder
Just as beautiful as the rainbow formed after the storm;
Yet, what we learn all this while...
Which has inspired us to live this way?
Which do not allow us to be united together?
Which has no peace and no calm?

The world speaks in a language so universal
That speaks to the entity of "us"
The senses that make our being
Us who live on this earth;
Like the wind that whispers into our ears
Like the raindrops that falls on our skin
Like nature that graced our eyes
It is everything of this world that passes our path.

Did we embrace the lessons from this world?
Did we just embrace the worldly things?
Are those the very core lessons of the world?
Or are those that answers questions only?
Lessons don't make us whole
The world only make us think
The answers that lead us to our goals
But which goals are worthy?

Learnt from the world
Mould yourself as one live;
Turn yourself worthy like gold
By being happy, and staying alive.

Thou, Thee, Thy & Thine

# 3 ... Love is not to be possessed, but nurtured and to grow to all its potentials.

What is thy name that sits in thee heart
Which made thee heart flutters like wings of birds;
What is it thy name that haunts thee mind
Thou vision thine cannot leave behind;
At dawn, thou seems to cometh
Just as swift as the breeze;
How thou lingers in thee soul
Thee search everywhere as the senses soar.

Thee knows thy name, sweet with beauty beguiles
Thee knows thy name, amazing that life beholds;
Yet thee knows, thou shall not be possessed
Yet thee lives to watch thy name graciously grow;
Spread and go, soar and fly, be who thine destines
For the joy thou brings.

Thou, thee, thy & thine
So fine!

Struggling Past, Triumphant Future

# 2 ... The past is only in power, when one gives up on the future.

Looking through the album of life
Reflecting on the past which one has survived
"Wow! I have always been stronger than I thought!"
"Weak and meek, am not!"

Yet, remembering the time, when drowned in tears
Life was so low, could never have picked up from there
The downhill plunge so sudden, and drastic
The uphill climb, struggling and grueling.

Never looked back, and regretted
Now a pat on the back
"Well done, Hero!"
"I have strength, now I know!"

Flipping through the pages, looking at the pictures
Staring at the empty space, preparing for the future
With a pen at hand
Scribbling down the plans.

The experiences penned, only valuable when shared
The future noted, now possible, cos one is not scare
March forward, bold and wise
In the past one has been tried.

The struggle has been painful then, but not now
The triumphant future, moulded as a beautiful vows
Through thick and thin, through sick and well
Through good and bad, in the future, one shall now dwell.

Consequences of Decisions

# 1 ... This is a series of consequences of decisions

Do we call it Karma?
Should one believe in the supernatural?
Is it just un-solved equations, rather than mysteries of life?
Yet undeniably, this is the reason we live.

There are quests, there are ambitions
There decisions, there are reasons
There are consequences like sequels in movies
Ain't them all clustered in a soap opera of our own life?

One is always at the crossroad, beaten down emotionally
Wondering with thoughts lingering hauntingly
Tossing coins to make decisions
Finding ways to lightened the emotions.

Sometimes, one leaves the responsibility to others
At times, one is forced to decide, altogether
Regardless, one always will face the consequences
Whether one would like it or not, they will come under the nose.

Do one leave the chance of life in the hand of another?
Do one take control, and face all consequential weather?
Should one not gather courage?
Should not one be brave?

Is it this life not worth taking charge?
Is one ownself, not worthy being the STAR?
Act wisely, decide promptly
Do accordingly, reap patiently

The past may not catch up so soon
The future will never be doomed
The present may not be as of now
But the consequences of everything will be known and found.

Flip a coin, and take a step forward
Make life's worth
Rewards await
It is never ever too late
Reap the consequences of decisions
But let it be of good intentions.

Friends OR Foes

FRIENDS .....
Come in many shapes, forms, sizes, culture and personalities, etc.
As we called another human being friends
Other human beings calling me "friends";
We love them as friends "friends, etc."
We love them more than tht "lovers, bff, etc."
As they would love me in the same way in the end.

The definition of friends are just like parents giving names to their children
For each has their own personalities, characteristics and behaviours
Different interests, likes and dislikes, yet all are family;
For all comes with different expectations for them
That brings to them all fear and tears
That stem from all the bias and prejudice.

FOES ....
The only definition is when they are not friends but enemies
Regardless how much hurt or pain caused
Or how nice they once used to be;
The damage has been done, that is!
Just one simple clause
"Friends not, excluding strangers to meet and see"



Humans are so divided than united
Has so much to generalized yet complicated categorization
Wanted simplicity, yet complexities arise.

Ethics and morals, caught between wrong and right
Has so much to expected and yet unattainable
Wanted so much, but give too little in return.

Heaven and Hell

I would have known Heaven on Earth
Smitten and bounded by sweetness and kindness of words
For the struggles and hardship's worth;
The smiles upon the faces
The laughter which embraces
The gentle glances that graced;
I need not die to see Heaven at the doorstep every morning
To feel happiness as angels came a-greeting
Smiling, singing, joyfully accompanying.

For the things that I would have missed
If I could have trade my life in
I would have even trade Heaven for Hell, to have it all again on Earth;
The living being whom left behind
Living in peril, and struggling with life's within
Where all gone, except tears crying;
For the love of it all
I carry them with me as from Heaven I fall
From the memories, I burnt them into Hell's wall and door;
I will make Hell into my Heaven
For the sake of all that I have been blessedly given
For it no longer matters where I am for the moment.

Let it be Heaven and Hell
So swell I will be able to tell
For I have the best memories to dwell;
Good or bad
Happy or glad
Treasures or craps;
They all fill me up like pieces of jigsaw puzzles
Wrapped me up like a baby in a cradle
I will sleep with a smile forever.

Do I trade Heaven for Hell for you?
Tell me, what would you want to
Would you do the same, as you would ask me to do;
Would you see Heaven and Hell as beautiful as it is?
Or one is far more and less worthy?
What have you got to give in for eternity of serendipity?
I would show you a Heaven in Hell
I will tell you there is Hell in Heaven
Would you take the first step and trade now?

Happy Anniversary

"Happy Anniversary"

Has it been this long, or has it been too short to realize
Have I thought we belong, or I have left it to fate's surprise,
But time has came and now has gone, now this present
All has been done, and songs sung, now sharing this sentiment,
If I didn't know it was you then, I still won't know today
If I have known then again, I still couldn't anticipate anyway,
But love and loving life, and love life, one way or another
It is good to reflect back, that till now we are still together.

Note: A tribute to everyone who is celebrating their Anniversaries, and it isn't the time that has lapsed, it is just the present that is the most meaningful to remember yesterday once more.

Sad, too Sad

In the mind, there is an image of an imperfect angel
A figure whom once gathered awe and admiration
For once wise to advise and inspiring
Yet as time goes, when the world falls upon the shoulder
Like a falling angel, steadfast on the earthly soil
Contaminated with the earthly virtues
An imperfect angel indeed, deformed and grotesque
Sad, too sad.

In the heart, kept all the goodness of an angel
Remembered all the kindness that once rendered
The warmth that has radiant so freely and willingly
The gestures of love, that is as genuine as it will be
Alas, a fallen angel indeed, rooted and nurtured with the earthly nature
Imperfection is just another comparison to earthlings
Sad, too sad.

Though in the path of righteous, the angel still walked
Sinking into the sincerity, that perhaps only seem sincere
But the reflection of truth may only be too far away
The contradiction cannot be denied
Nor by one, but by many who have beared witness
An imperfect angel, now a fallen angel
Sad, too sad.

~ A smile is forced upon the face
Reclining smile that hopes remain but not for too long
The reasons for the fallen angel, not truly known
But should action speaks louder than word, then it couldn't go too wrong
Sad, too sad still.

Sigh at the Signs

Slowly, walking down the path
Anticipating in the wrath
As the truth eventually unwrap;
Piece by piece, the evidence revealed
Not at all amused nor appeal
Thank goodness, the truth didn't kill;
Least not kill the spirit
Just removed the merits
THAT IS WHAT IT IS, the truth befits.

Slowly, layer by layer peeled
The truth is seen
How fuggly and tragic, it is;
Life has never failed to drop a surprise
Without any effort, nor even an attempt to try
But tears are no more to cry, just heaved a sigh;
Not surprised, yet it is disheartening
Nature has taken its course, so tragically
The end is coming, how according, cos it is a cry of help, failing.

Could one curse and damn the one to hell of no return
Burn!
But on the contrary, a moment of silent
In prayers recite
The eyes from the heaven
The sickle that slayed earth haven
Will carry out its justice
With a clench of fist
Once and for all
Behold!

Patience
Appease
Sigh, at the signs of things coming
How saddening.

Memories

Memories that we remembered fondly, are often painful
More often than we will be haunted by happy moments
That is the irony of memories
Our life stories.

So often that we want to run away, because it is painful
We want to hide away, under the blanket
In a far away land where we are strangers once again
That is the sad part of it
Leaving behind it all.

We don't know what good will come out of it
But we want to escape and jump right back into normalcy
Hopefully this is a nightmare which we can awake from
Wishing away each day and night.

Memories, what can we really make out of it
Twisted and painful, ugly and haunting
The scars not seen but it is felt
The effect more lasting than we want to admit.

We close our eyes and wish them away
Yet they are with us everyday
Sometimes we don't remember
Ironically, it is never gone ever.

Then one day, we look back and we managed a smile
We look out into the yonder, as we want to remember
Those times, those memories, yes painful as they can be
Yes, the scars, the cuts, the pricks, every single detail
Vivid as it was only yesterday
Admitting right now, as we remembered it clearly again
Because of the pain that gave us courage
That made us create a new page.

Memories are the most effective tool
That sharpens ourselves towards our goals
Let's not lament, ever so
Let's move on, and go
Let it be the fuel of our determination
Let the memories be the soul of our new destination
For memories are not as painful as it seems
For the rewards we have yet to redeem
Memories, they are indeed
Painful or however they want to be
Let us not fall victim to circumstances
Let us use these as our tools of tomorrow's success.

Justice

Let there be prejudice
Let them ruin the peace
Least do know, there will be justice
In heaven and on earth.

Let one be slitted n slapped
Let them reign with mishap
Least do know, short lived is those days
When justice will come the rightful ways.

Let one hold the thoughts
Behold the words at the tip of the tongue
Let the truth be written and declared due wrong
For justice will come out victor and strong.

There will be no need to pleads
As one will silently retreats
There will be no vengeful threats
But trust, there is going to be justice.

What has been done, it will remain done
The rightful stay, and need not run
The wrongful, run or face the gun
For justice is rising like the glorious sun.

Wipe those tears and braved the heart
Swallow the pride, but it did not part
Where one is fallen, there it shall start
For justice is swift like brushes of art.

Depart and go one's own way
Don't stand in the path, and don't even stray
Just uphold the truth with a lil prayer
If not today, justice will appear some other days.

What doesn't kill will make one strong
It doesn't mock, to admit one's wrong
Let's not dread for what is gone
Justice is going to take victory home.

J.U.S.T.I.C.E.

Memories

Memories .....
Are merely stories embedded in the head
Black and white movies that played every now and then
Merely that, and nothing more
Another sad story that bring tears
Another comedy that bring laughter
Another tragedy that constantly remind
Memories, that is what it is.

Memories .....
Are experiences that are carried in the head
The feelings that are in the blood
That is all it should be
Not a barricade nor a sanctuary
Just another hurdle to jump across
To leave behind cos that is best
That baggage is not worth hurling over the shoulders
The burden is not precious around the neck
Memories, nothing more than thin air.

Thank you, Memories
Farewell, Memories
See you when our destiny cross path.

Transition Continues ... Sadly?

It seems sad to go through each day in life .. feeling sad and melancholy
Seems wrong to have a day in life not being happy
Indeed it is purely a choice ... a decision to be made
For there is so much more at stake
Unfortunately, the world does not revolve on a single soul
How others affect and influence each other, even for such is a fool
And sadly, is the fool who tried the best to uphold
Believing that there is goodness and kindness that lurks, through the peep hole
But fooled is short term, for soon, will cry out loud .... foul.

It seems fiercely true now, how disappointing this life can be
Through the eyes to see, and to feel, everything that is as it is
The whole bigger picture has little comfort, but to lie through the teeth
May the one who does "wonders" be falling into their own pit
Lion's dens, snake bites, tiger's claws to bits and pieces
Harrowing cries and wailing pain .... is all so ugly wishes
Apologies not worthy, won't take it, so be it.

Transition continues ..... sadly ... yes for some, it is full of disappointment
The eyes could be blind, the soul could be cold, but the sentiment
Turning each page, reading through the lines, the stories underlined
With each stroke, erased, till it is pure white of blinding light
How sad indeed, when happiness that is so short-lived
Can it be sad anymore .... as faith continues to believe
The worst is not yet to come, and the best is yet to be achieved.

Transition continues ... sadly indeed for now, it seems
It will be redeemed, for what it is meant to be eventually
Bygones are not really gone, but locked and forgotten it is to be
Memories that never vanished are just drifting in an open sea
That is ..... transition continues .... sadly?
Maybe for now, but forever, it is never gonna be, fortunately.

Beckon tomorrow with a torch held up high
Light the path way, with that last drop of light
Brave through the dimmed darkness with the last breath of life
Transition continues. ...... sadly ...... nay.

Amazing

It is truly amazing how people has the tendency to be discreet
To be able to fib between the teeth
To live a double life of pretense
In order to be socially accepted
To quote philosophically about life
With a hidden macro smile.

It is truly amazing how people never allow their true-self out
But display their acting talent, like an Oscar winning performer
Applaud and standing ovation is not even sufficient
To praise them for their undistinguishable act
Tip the hat, and bow in awe and respect
Done without much effort.

How amazing and honored to have met such talent
To be taught such amazing and enduring lessons
How it test knowledge, wisdom, patience and virtues
What amazing blessings to have met such amazing creatures
Such are things not taught in school of life
Least your educators are AMAZING.

Why

when i was just a lil kid
I remembered asking mummy why
she never answered and just smiled
now I know why
cos there was no answer.

now that I am all grown
I still asked many a times why
and I found myself dumbfound
cos there was no answer justifiable.

despite the holocust of it all
I still have many why's
yet to be answered
but there must be answers somewhere.....

I went on a journey to Why-land
I plucked leaves off every tree
every leaf has its answers
then I found a dried leaf on the ground
picked it up and alas, there I found
ANSWERS.....

"every answer manifest from the why we have
we have the why from the answers we cannot digest
until the day when it is no longer a concern
as the pettiness fade and became an habitat of nature
the answers appear like miracles
needless to be asked at all"