Perdu,Mal et Seule..Agmal a’ouyoun filkone ana shiftaha!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
1,2,3...Assalamualykum dearest hero of mine... 17 April 2008:
As honey as can be,
responsible & never neglecting.
As honey as can be,
genuine care that you show.
As honey as can be,
soft touches & loving gaze.
As honey as can be,
loving me more than yourself.
As honey as can be,
never scrimping when it comes to me & us.
Three years & counting to 100,
you are my honey,
as sweet & real as any lover could get!
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Aku dan duniaSangkaku segalanya makin teratur
Aku makin selesa
Sehingga aku senang bicara
Mereka rasa sakit dan terhiris
Aku rasa, aku bukanlah semana yang digambarkan
Dunia patut berhenti memberi tumpuan kepadaku dan berhenti mendengar keluhanku
Takkan kemana mereka bersamaku
Aku hanya mendatangkan lara pada sang merak yang terbang
Harapannya mungkin musnah lagi
Ia tak mungkin mencecah pelangi seperti diharap-harapkan
Mereka semakin terusik
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
730 daysIt's time
For us to listen to our hearts
Chapter 2 of dreams, me and u
Visions we built over 730 days
It seems that the road I less traveled
Has brought me this far
In every move
In every dream
I thanked Allah
For letting us meet
Crossing the bumpy road
Stumbling upon the rough ride
For the leap that we took 2 yrs ago
We stood the ground we now stand
Still with faith and growing with hope
I thanked Allah for the story He has written
And writing
And I know we are both looking forward
To completing this journey
Insya Allah
With hands steadfast and open hearts
I know u know
That this journey happens
Simply and only for the best
May we reach our aim and destination
May we be blessed and may we stay loved
Ameen
Friday, December 08, 2006
DevianceTears flow without cause
A smile curves around my lips
Mad? I don’t see reason
I was moved
When you decide to embrace my imperfections
You rationalised the obscurities
Lightened the bruises and turned them into God’s disguised blessings
Baptised my guilt and they became my self indulgence
Coloured my pale cheeks
Deviance this may be
But evil I am not
If something as pure as love exists
Beautify it all, as the acts of love one deems
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
ViewsWith great poetry, one line can mean one thing when viewed in a certain light, and something entirely different when it's read again. Think of your life as an epic poem in progress, with various possible interpretations.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
AnugerahDia ciptakan engkau untukku
Kerna adanya engkau
Aku mampu mengukir senyuman dan akhirnya tertawa
Aku pernah dambakan
Telinga yang mendengar
Mata yang melihat
Hati yang prihatin
Jiwa yang sayang
Tangan yang melindungi
Bukan kerna terpaksa atau dek rasa tanggungjawab
Tapi kerna ikhlas
Kerna diri yang mencintai dan menghargaiku
Engkau semestinya yang Dia tetapkan buatku
Aku bersyukur dan terus berharap
Aku bukan dalam mimpi fantasi
Kerna engkau satu anugerah dari-Nya buatku
Friday, April 21, 2006
Happy 1st year !Since the day
We accepted each other's love,
I stumbled upon the moment of truth
17th April 2005
Those have since been the minutes of revelation
How blind the world has been
To the truest love a woman can get
And feel
For the roads we trampeled
For the bridges that we crossed
Circumtances made us mature
We learnt....and we love
For the peace that you brought to this soul
For the smiles you often curve on this lips
For the sparkle you brought to my eyes since Day One
For the shared experiences, bittersweet
For the support
For strengthening my faith
For the passion you ignited, once and since then it's still burning
.For the love and care,
Yes for all the love my baby,
THANK YOU!
No one deserves this better than you do, love.
Happy 1st year of being together.
Let's carry on with this baby.
I'm all geared for our road trip!
:)
Sunday, March 19, 2006
I amI am sorry
for sulking
I am sorry
for feigning
I am not sorry
for the state that I am in
I am not sorry
for landing here
I am not sorry
for feeling like this
I believe
it is all only natural
I believe
this is part of being me
I am just living me
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Such Eyes (translation of Ojos así)yesterday I knew a sky without sun
and a man without ground
a saint in prison
and a sad song with no owner
ya he ya he ya la he
and I knew your black eyes
ya he ya he ya la he
and now I know that I
cannot live without them
I asked the sky only one wish
that I could live in your eyes
I have already wandered the entire world
and I come to say one thing to you
I traveled from Bahrain to Beirut
I went from the North to the South Pole
and I did not find such eyes
as those that you have
rabboussamai fikarrajaii (I asked the sky only one wish)
fi ainaiha aralhayati (that I could live in your eyes )
ati ilaika min haza lkaaouni (I have already wandered the entire world)
arjouka labbi labbi nidai (and I come to say one thing to you)
I traveled from Bahrain to Beirut
I went from the North to the South Pole
and I did not find such eyes
as those that you have
yesterday I saw a woman pass
underneath her camel
a river of salt and a boat
abandoned in the desert
ayer conocí un cielo sin sol
y un hombre sin sueloun santo en prisión
y una canción triste sin dueño
ya he ya he ya la he
y conocí tus ojos negros
ya he ya he ya la he
y ahora sé que nopuedo vivir sin ellos yo
le pido al cielo solo un deseo
que en tus ojos yo pueda vivir
he recorrido ya el mundo entero
y una cosa te vengo a decir
viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut
fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur
y no encontré ojos así
como los que tienes tú
rabboussamai fikarrajaii
fi ainaiha aralhayati
ati ilaika min haza lkaaouni
arjouka labbi labbi nidai
viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut
fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur
y no encontré ojos así
como los que tienes tú
ayer vi pasar una mujer
debajo de su camello
un río de sal y un barco
abandonado en el desierto
Suddenly this is so bare it's almost crazy
How could it be?
Is this an imperfection
Do we overlook what's essential
How could it be?
Can a mistake just slip by
Is this an indication of weakness
How could it be,
if everything seemed so perfect?
Sunday, January 08, 2006
You made meI realize now that I had never known
what it meant to be loved
until I was loved by you
I never had a dream come true
I never even dared to harbour any reverie
You showed me it's okay to hope
I didn't know you as love at first sight
You moved me
Subsequently
A humble woman of hopeful wishes
to a heightened level of sovereignty
Because of you love lives in my soul
Because of you I have laughter in my eyes
I can't thank you enough
but one thing for sure
I know I am loving you as much as I am living
'cause baby,
You are once in a lifetime
Monday, December 26, 2005
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Sunday, December 25, 2005
Life as it isYou know the story?
We’ve grown up now
There have been so many stories
Of hurdles
Of rivers that we came to and had to cross
Of roses that we plucked and kept in our baskets
Of freshly baked cookies and cake
Of walking up hills and trudging down them
Of the hardwork we’ve put in
Of strolling along beaches and by the sidewalk
Of coffee-sipping and shoe-shopping
Of laughter and cries
Of the late nights and the memories
Of bus rides and slow walks
Of ups n downs
Life
Oh, how we’ve indeed grown up
Let’s pray this is not a dream
that’s waiting to be shattered
Let’s pray this is not a dream
that’s waitin for us to come awaken
Let’s pray this is not a dream
I want to live through this
I want to get through this if indeed all this is a dream
Please don't wake me up
Hold the clock
Hold the rooster
Hold your breath and be silent
I want to feel this
See this
Reminisce in this moment
I want to sleep through this
Even if it means eternity
Monday, October 17, 2005
It's Always Been You!And how can I ever love so much
if it was not you who made me fall
from the pedestal of my female ego
to the foot of this feminine tenderness
And how can I ever care so much
if it was not you who moved this inner self
ignites my anxiety
then eased my trepidation
And how will I ever forget you
since your presence breathed life into me
maintained my sole survival
then now,
manifesting as my purpose of subsistence
Heck,
why do I even think about you so much
You fill every corner of my sight
sufficed the voids
You become my days
light up my dreams
Now...
... I am completed.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Rain over My Roses
I am today giving
What I received
Even though I'm still holding
The reigns of mis-accomplishment
of the sinking ground beneath my feet
of the furthening sky beyond my reach
of the scattered gold dusts too fine to sift
too minute to feel
too small to accentuate
the beauty of being me
In the garden of my wilted roses
Rain has just started pouring down
I just fear for their safety and well-being
Should they come to feel burdened
to wake
to stand upright
to cheer and to be the cheerful
yet for one more day
Thursday, June 02, 2005
PertunanganKita pasti dirisik
Pertunangan sejak azali
Di hujung hidup nanti
Berlangsungnya perkahwinanmu dengan maut
Hantarannya...sakit dan nazak
Tamu bertandang menghadiahkan esak tangis
Pengantin dimandikan
Dipakaikan baju cantik putih
Wangian gaharu dan cendana
Keranda jadi pelaminan
Pengantin bersanding sendirian
Di arak keliling kampung
Berkompangkan azan dan kalimah kudus
Akad nikahnya bacaan talkin
Berwalikan liang lahat
Saksi pula nisan-nisan
Siraman air mawar
Keluarga terdekat menepung tawar
Tiba masa pengantin menunggu sendirian
Malam pertama bersama KEKASIH...
Di kamar bertilamkan tanah
Dan Dia menuntut janji
Sucikah kita tatkala berpadu..
Pernahkah taubat sepanjang hayat
Atau terkubur bersama dosa-dosa...
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Point the fingerPoint the finger
Let us point the finger
to you and me
on who deserves to be the pointer
Pointing back at me
Is it me again
Indecisive,fickle,unreliable
Adjectives running thru my mind
like blood flowing thru porous veins
With no direction,messy traffic
Scattered mess
Is it me again
to pick up the rubbish
and dump them into the hole
Black
Can it be you this time
Just once in a while
Can you take the blame and un-burden me
Can you just
Pick the tab and go
Just clear the mess and get the hell outta my way
Don't
Ever
Look
Back
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Me and Mr TauMe and Mr Tau(Huey)
(to the tune of Me and Mrs Jones)
Me and Mr Tau(Huey)
We got nothing going on
You see on Wednesday 23/2/2005 at 1958
We met, minus screaming fans,nosy guards n all..
Just me n my friends n he with his friends..
As the jukebox played my most hated song
Me and Mr, Mr Tau..Mr Tau Mr Tau Mr Tau(Huey)
We got nothing goin on
Just like normal Singaporeans out on an evening
Chilling out @ the cafe
Me said Hi, me smiled n he smiled
He asked my name,while signing on the cover of "MegaDance" CD
He flipped the thing over after signing it n i said " Sorry,
I have your CD but I didnt bring it today, N I have just thist toilet paper for thee"
n he's laughing n all n said "No dont worry.."
Me and Mr Tau.. Mr Tau Mr Tau Mr Tau(Huey)
We got nothing going on
My friend got Tau to sign on the cafe receipt.
What a memorable evening.
All this while
the cafe crew are busy
daring one another to approach d man for his autograph.
Me and Mr Tau..Mr Tau Mr Tau Mr Tau(Huey)
>
>Well, my encounter with the man. Nice. Too bad I had no cameraphone with me.----->> Nov 2005: now 9 months down the road, I feel like hmmmm...NOTHING GREAT LAH dey...TAU is as boring as a COW!
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
PelabuhanPelabuhan
Musim ini aku mula sedar
Pelabuhan ini sebenarnya terlalu matang buatmu
Kapalmu singgah sebentar
Layarmu pulih
Nakhodamu senyum kekenyangan
Anak kapalmu gembira kapal boleh berjalan
Tiada apa mau kau punggah
Kali ini
Aku sekadar tempat perhentian
Kerana kau mesti berhenti dan bernafas
Sebelum bersambung perjalananmu
ke pelabuhan seterusnya...
Aku berdiri lagi, masih aku berdiri
Ku lihat kapal seterusnya menuju ke mari
Friday, December 31, 2004
Sempena Tsunami Dis 2004Bila engkau menjerit
Semua mendengar dan menoleh
Kemudian engkau bertempik lagi
Mereka bertempiaran lari
Semalam, engkau biru seperti selalu
Aku hargai ketenangan yang pernah kau hadirkan
Yang selalu kau hadirkan
Diam nilammu tidak merisak siapa
Senyumanmu mendodoi pemuda pemudi
Tetapi hari ini engkau tidak begitu
Tidak seperti selalu
Maafkanku wahai Yang Punya kuasa
Sekiranya ingkarku membuat semua berubah tidak seperti selalu
Ketidaktentuan telah Engkau pastikan
Agar keadaan menjadi tenang,
Aku harap esok kau tersenyum kembali.
Your rage scares me sometimes
It did Today
It was serious they say
When you were fearless and mounting
You engulfed the sand without a rest
And then left such huge mess
You were better yesterday, calm and relaxing you
Blue yet smiling
Quiet yet never threatening
Your silence only spelt serenity
Now you burst with insanity
I was afraid
We trembled, did you see?
But now I am recovering
So please help me recuperate
Comfort me when it is Tomorrow
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
NAZAR The Legend of the Good Luck CharmI was automatically smitten by the call-outs the Turkish man was doing,"Here M'am,a ticket for you to Istanbul." I ventured into the small store and was immediately engulfed in another world,even though there were only accessories and some books selling.
NAZAR The Legend of the Good Luck Charm was the theme at IstanBlue, hence the EYES set the theme for the shop. And me being myself as always am obsessed with the beauty of the eye..and Turkey. So I got myself and my sisters a good luck charm bracelet each, not for the charm nor the magic, but for the Turkish intrigue i can feel whenever i touch the bracelet,more so whenever i wear it around my wrists..Call me silly, yes...
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Advice From Your Kind SelfAdvice From Your Kind Self
Hey,tonight
I heard you through your eyes
When they spoke of fatigue
I heard you when you smiled
As that told me of your effort
To be content
With life's rough tides
I heard you when you spoke
When you gave me advice
I did not hear
Any pretence
Any camouflage
I heard or I listened for
The camarade
The sincerity
Of the advice from your kind self
I heard
Because I listened
I always do listen to you
Really
Friday, September 24, 2004
Conflict but not Confusionconflict within myself
with myself
express what I feel?
thought it won't be accurate
emoting with words
they are merely cold and lifeless
it doesn't help, being abandoned
to a state of utter emptiness
have you ever felt void
although surrounded
alone
although it is crowded
lost
even though you have always been guided
by the invisible hand you know is in you
struggling with my faith
although I'm never in doubt
keeping hold on myself
although I am in control
and will always be
help me with a solution
I can also use one sacred resolution
Friday, August 27, 2004
I HopeI Hope
I hope that
You are finally ready
To be honest
To be open
That you are finally
Indulging in yourself
Like how you used to
Baring yourself naked
To the harsh ironies
Of our confused hearts
That you are finally
Able to say
Those unspoken words
And not merely gesturing them
Through silly smiles and gifts
And then through disappearing acts
You so often observe
That you are finally ready
To undo your deeds
To elucidate my uncertainty
Finally,
I hope.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
unspoken wordsunspoken words
you scare me
hurt more than all words
can tell
unspoken words
please, scream, sob,
say something
never be silent
unspoken words
how much of a coward you are
how cruel you can be
unspoken words
come on, say something
perhaps if I hear you,
you may become a friend,
instead of my enemy
unspoken words
you say nothing
but you mean everything
you think you're wise
but you're so empty
unspoken words
go ahead
be brave
say what I already understand!
Dri Cook
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
John Locke"So difficult it is to show the various meanings and imperfections of words when we have nothing else but words to do it with."
-John Locke,philosopher (1632-1704)
About This Oh-So-Interesting Blog
Name::Li Sa Tristesse
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View my fantabulous supercalifragilisticexpialidoceous profile PEOPLE BOTHER ME ALL THE TIME IN THE REAL WORLD. Hence my poem-writing endeavour that began in 1999 during a boring lesson in class. I find that writing,just like paintings are, is a clever way of letting off steam & thoughts.It's when I can be all by myself in privacy of thoughts & action. And I absolutely love language. This is just like how I define arty: trying one's best to express oneself without being direct about it.
And my inspiration: Jewel, the love dew-eyed lady that writes and strums her own songs/poems.
Her brilliant collection of poems in her book sparked off the poet in me, i especially appreciate her freestyle poem composition,not binded by "a-b-a-b end rhythm rule" that conventional poems often mould.
WELL YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT...because firstly I never promised anyone good poems or entertaining ones..Heck, I didn't promise that you'll understand anything here either, because all we'll be getting are MY poems..well the good thing about my poems is that they are never value-laden..They're just nonsensically expressive. On the other hand, I welcome comments anytime :p
About Me...Tout sur moi
Name::Li Sa Tristesse
From::
View my fantabulous supercalifragilisticexpialidoceous profile PEOPLE BOTHER ME ALL THE TIME IN THE REAL WORLD. Hence my poem-writing endeavour that began in 1999 during a boring lesson in class. I find that writing,just like paintings are, is a clever way of letting off steam & thoughts.It's when I can be all by myself in privacy of thoughts & action. And I absolutely love language. This is just like how I define arty: trying one's best to express oneself without being direct about it.
And my inspiration: Jewel, the love dew-eyed lady that writes and strums her own songs/poems.
Her brilliant collection of poems in her book sparked off the poet in me, i especially appreciate her freestyle poem composition,not binded by "a-b-a-b end rhythm rule" that conventional poems often mould.
WELL YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT...because firstly I never promised anyone good poems or entertaining ones..Heck, I didn't promise that you'll understand anything here either, because all we'll be getting are MY poems..well the good thing about my poems is that they are never value-laden..They're just nonsensically expressive. On the other hand, I welcome comments anytime :p
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