The becoming of a man

As my heart now lay ponder
Towards the future I always wonder

Revisiting all those memory
Yes, all those that hurt me
As the year pass by so swiftly
But what last year seems clearly

Lost for words yet I'm rhyming
To see one's face one I'm craving
But all reduce is my heart breaking
As love once so full now nothing

Long I thought I got over you
Never thought of truth unknew
Loving you made my strength so fill
For our destiny with it I seal

Answers to questions of life

What can one tell between responsibility and commitment?

They seem the same, but they are not. One can be responsible but not commit, but one commit will always be responsible. A man can be a responsible father by playing the role of a breadwinner and loving his family, but will you judge his commitment if he is having an affair with another woman? But a commited man will know his responsibilities and be what we call an honorable man.

What can one tell between God and Devil?

Long has one said that God longed to create a world of love without hatred. Long has many followed blindly. Long has many believe that by believing in God and answering to Him, one is following the path of goodness. But has anyone told you, God is NOTHING without Devil? Good is nothing without Evil… Just like there will be no hot when there is no cold, no yin because there is no yang. God exist because it is compared with the Devil, just like there is evil to prove there is good. So if God is the mighty creator of the world, he also created Devil, because GOD is the creator of everything…Sorry if I sound ignorant. But I know that I am correct if what God says is correct. I am merely following my dad’s thinking, who I think is one of the wisest man in this planet. I’m a free thinker.

What can one tell between love and hatred?

Both are feelings. Both are the opposites. But only thing that differs is the feel. Hatred and love make us blind. Either we love unconditionally or we hate unbearably. Either we get drown in the sea of love or burn in the flames of hatred. One cannot learn to love if one does not learn to hate. So think again. Are they really that different?

How big is love?

Long has this question been asked by women. Long has men failed to give a convincing and logical answer. All those as high as a mountain, as deep as the sea, are merely lame answers. Yet one does not know the simple answer to this simple question. Love is only the size of our heart. Because true love comes from a sincere heart, and nothing more.

Life can be so hard. Yet everything can turn to the opposite if you change your thinking. Why not take failure as the steps towards success, punishment as a lesson, a fall as a waking? The world is actually a simple round planet with human beings making it a nightmare to live in…

The Lost Heir

Long I lay in merciless frost
Under hail which the heaven toss
Fear and cold I seem so lost
Blindly now shall I cross

All left now is cruel bitter
For what came worse not better
As the will in me grew dimmer
And the strength follow wither

Emptiness now once so full
Dreams for a king yet I’m a fool
As one lay in the breezes cool
Singing songs as the raven flew

Long said that love was blind
But in the blind one can find
When love of two together combine
Greater than anything together bind

In the dark I lay hoping
A light will come shining
Hope and strength together coming
A day when I make my waking
The day when I became king

The Fellowship Of The Ring

Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land or Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.



It all began with the a hobbit’s tale
Bilbo Baggins from the Bag-End hill
Unlike other of his kin, so easily frail
For a journey of him made him worthy of a tale

Few who have lived till a hundred and eleventies
What more to have an adventure in his fifties
To think of all that pass by swiftly
Yet all those memories seem so clearly

The day came when Bilbo leaves Shire
Full with strength and courage, no tire
This time peacefully, without dangers like fire

Then came to the part that will change Middle Earth’s fate
For darkness crept since the One Ring was made
Slowly rising from the Dead
The evil Dark Lord that everyone hate
The Ring must be destroyed, before it is too late

So came Frodo Baggins, nephew of Bilbo
On a perilous journey, he must go
Swiftly and silently the Dark Lord must not know
To the crack of Mount Doom is the Land Of Shadows

Finally with Strider they reach Rivendell
A dreamlike city where the elves dwell
For all is not seem as well
For darkness creeps near only the wise can tell

Long has been decided about the fate of the Ring
For so easily it corrupts one, such a thing
To make sure all is done to stop Sauron and all his tidings
Thus came to the nine, Fellowship of The Ring
Alas, all good ends so fast
Left one who did not pass
The bridge of Khazad-dum he was last
Battle the Balrog yes he must
Thus he fell with the demon at last

Then came to the final breaking
Boromir tried to take the ring
Ambush by Uruks, a bad timing
Far came the horn of Gondor shrieking
Aragorn found Boromir dying
With Merry and Pippin both caught for diverging
Left Frodo alone the Anduin he’s crossing

Never he thought Samwise Gamgee
Followed him so willingly
Thus broken the fellowship left two only
And towards Mordor they walk blindly

Jp The Bard Of Kunte Forest

Long long time ago
Long before the time even one can follow
Lived a bard, a singing fellow
In the forest of Kunte, a tree which leaves in yellow

Lonely he may find himself
No dwarves, human or elves
But a pack of harmless jackals nearby dwell
Life was bored like the rings of a bell

However life can seem colourful
Even when the feeling seem painful
The bard will sing, his voice the only tool
About kings and the stupid fool
With love and hatred both so full

In the boring room from sun rise
Melodies flow, no one despise

Always longing to find his dream
Which now seems unclear like a muddy stream
When shall he be, the crop of the cream
No one knows, forever it seems

Once he thought of love so well
Never thought so high he fell
For love rose higher from the flames of hell
Up up away, higher than the ringing heaven bells

Once again the bard sings
About the past and future things
Long has he wish to bring
Everything by the voice, he sings, he sings…

Drowning again?

我知道。要比帅，一定输。要比有钱，我也输。要比才华，我只有半桶水。比什么都输。聪明又不够人家聪明。最厉害，就是玩，过后什么都不管。好不负责任。

她，让我感觉什么叫做甜。但多数都是苦，酸。爱她，已到了那个不可能回到甜蜜的感觉。爱，最终都是要靠两方维持。

爱，就犹如一把火。一个人奋不顾身地为那另一半烧又烧。给她温暖，照亮她。但到最后，到了没有燃料的时候，火，也会慢慢灭掉。是对方没有再给于关怀，注意，那些所谓的燃料。一段感情，犹如一把火。从星星之火，燃烧了一片草原，好大，好猛。但最终，火还是会慢慢灭掉。一开始是轰轰烈烈，过后慢慢冷淡，最后冰冷…

好不容易，才放掉那已闷在心里的她，爱她的苦，爱她的痛。也不要说什么好马不吃回头草。我如今的选择，是我最一直以来答应她又做不到她的事。以前，没放下她，是对的。但事到如今，要靠我一个人来弥补之间的感情，是很不公平，很impossible，很不值得牺牲的事。以后的事，以后的我们，以后才来打算。就算没有以后，我也不稀罕。不是没有缘分。是一开始她就选择放弃。如今我也一样而已。

一切，归为回忆…

就在我以为自己已慢慢地游回海岸，那已将我差一点溺死的爱海，又发现，我又慢慢的又再被拖回爱海。这次，是另一个她…

之前的她，是从Impossible 到possible，到almost, 最后是了let go.

这次，也从Impossible 开始。身份，毕竟还不明。彼此的距离，远到…
一个在北，一个在南。

看来，又要慢慢被溺死了…

听海

是命运的安排，还是自己的选择，人生的四年，就要在一个岛度过。嗨，不知在说什么废话。其实，要讲到的是海。这几天，都是面对着海，甚至投进它怀抱。从槟岛，到北海，北上瓜拉吉打，在度过海洋到浮罗交怡。简直就是过千山万水。但是，让我平静下来的，让我心思思的是那大海。大海，也是藏着我不能说的秘密的地方。自从爱上妳，心，早已飞落到那大马所谓的东方之珠。走到哪儿，总看到你留下的背影。

哈哈。该不该说我outdate吗？最近的我，爱上张惠妹的《听海》。一首失恋的歌，正符合我现在的心情，也正符合我现在的地方。四面八方都被海包围着。

那惆怅的感觉又回来了。那有非常非常思念她的感觉又来了。来到，很浓，很痛，很酸…

听海？倒不如，妳听听我哭的声音吧。它哭的，都是我哭的声音。它说的，都是我跟它说的…

不知，我会这样维持下去多久。一年？两年？三年？永远？那，就看上天安排。我愤怒，不是妳，而是那段把我们拆开的时间，距离。时间，总会走。就等它走完，等到那一天吧… 距离，那时就会慢慢拉近…

就在这四年，让那海陪伴我，带给我你在那方的芬芳…