HALLOWEEN

I just don't wanna miss this occasion, 
it has since been special in our region.
I just don't wanna miss the fun, 
October won't be over until this is done!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

It's another one of those occasions,

Seems like it's a month long salvation,

Taking up a treat or get tricked,

Even when it's time to sleep!

Who comes knocking at your door,

Might be a cat scratching your floor,

But it's a night you'd adore,

You might be asking for more!

Dreaming there's someone new,

Might come looking for you,

Though MJ is dead and gone,

His Thriller could be a BAD song!

You will have a great feeling,

Even just hearing the kids caroling,

Heavily laden streets with pumpkins,

This is yet another year of Halloween!

Is this spooky and bloody gore enough to celebrate this occasion?

Please

Please,

Don't show me pain,

Nor give me heartache,

Let me be your dame,

Don't ever let me hate!

Please,

Leave me in peace,

It's not the letting go,

When it's time to leave,

The feelings we both know!

Please,

Give me hope no more,

Allow the truth to be known,

All that I've long adore,

And to live the consequence!

Please,

What's been said and done,

A path of each other's own,

We may miss all the fun,

Still you are the best I've known!

Please,

Let this be the last goodbye,

It'll be sad we both know,

And how hard we did try,

But let's remember it like gold!

Life is Eternity

In this place we called earth,

Probably it is God forsaken,

Where humans has it's birth,

There's a place called heaven.

On this earth that we breathe,

A home that we are to live,

Journeys to seek and achieve,

Destiny made for us to believe.

We are but on borrowed time,

Our lives engulved within it,

The things we will leave behind,

A soul is all we will breed.

The birth we had is life,

Easy to breed but harder to die,

We are only here to survive,

What is lost we cannot revive.

A soul within the body we possess,

The path that leads is the light,

There's this place we go in death,

Could be darkness, maybe bright.

The peace is up there in heaven,

All that we had and what we got,

A place that is to be haven,

Trusts is in the hands of God.

From the beginning till the end,

This land could just be a pity,

How we wonder on our ascend,

It is a reality that life is eternity.

My Crystal Ball

My dreams are always deep,

They wander aimlessly in my sleep,

My head would hide above clouds,

Always wondering what it's all about!

What hopes have I on my wishes,

All those things that I misses,

Crazy they may seem,

But they are my everything!

They may be visions of a future,

But they are some good nurture,

All that I've been longing,

The things that I've been missing!

They are my shiny bright light,

More than my sparkling delight,

Some great things to admire,

Truly they are my heart's desire!

Wishing they are endless dreams,

Hoping for some new beginnings,

My dreams could be magic,

They will make my life complete!

It's the apple of my eye,

Truly they are telling no lies,

I believe they are my all,

They are inside my crystal ball!

One day

After having read one so many a romantics from my friend's POEMs,

I really can't resist but to rewrite one of hers just for her.

And I really hope she will not continuously keep on wishing!
But I'll still wish her wishes are full of hopes!

One day,

Someone may be waiting for you,

He may be out of your dream come true,

Probably someone who is fond of you!

One day,

When your life is so full of miseries,

He may be one from your fond memories,

Probably he will fill up some lost treasuries!

One day,

When the one that you wanna love,

He may be the one to propose,

Probably he'd love you the most!

One day,

When he appear from your wish,

He could be the one to promise,

Probably then you are truly his!

One day,

When all that came with blissful bells,

He will put you under a great spell,

Probably then all that is well ends well!

A Moment in Time

I often thought of time and how it flies!

Most of the time at a wink of an eye!

Often said that time and tide waits for no man!

It is what it will be till this wOrLd ends! 

A time when you're in for thoughts,
It may be out of a dream,
They could have been head above clouds,

Wondering what they really could mean.

A time when you're looking for reasons,

It may be out of a situation,

They could have been a great concern,

Wondering deep into consideration.

A time when you're searching for truths,

It may have come from within,

They could' be some doubts you choose,

Wondering what it could have been.

A time when you're resenting,

It may have been a discontentment,

They could be something so disappointing,

Wondering over and over the dissatisfaction.

A time when you finally realize,

It may be out of self pity,

They may not be some answers to finalize,

Wondering what compassion is in your destiny.

A time when you got it all over,

It may be a time to resolve,

They really is what you should consider,

Wondering if it is time to evolve.

A Man of History

As I often mentioned about me writing poems spontaneously,

I had another encounter one recent morning after meeting a friend

and he gave me the following inspiration.

A man that is of integrity,

Such strength of endurance,

Is never without responsibility,

They are endless perseverance!

A man born with his destiny,

With paths that flows like a stream,

Making ways for his journey,

They are often impossible dreams!

A man pledged with obstacles,

Regrets that burn with sorry,

They often come in circles,

Happenings are one too many!

A man of his dreams.

Journeys that turn into ashes,

Sometimes they are so mean,

The torture of his sadness!

A man without rests,

Are filled with commitments,

They are some kind of stress,

And tests of his contentment!

A man of great power,

With the levels of wisdom,

What makes him a survivor,

That created his choice of freedom!

A man that conquers,

His acceptance over believes

Like bridge over troubled waters,

Failure over what he succeed!

A man in his making,

No necessity for glory,

Short lived from a happy ending,

Just a myth in a man of history!

You

Sometimes, I may not fully understand,

The feelings of a friend,

The yearn for her love everyday,

Often as it has,

made me so lost at what to say,

until this very day......

You,

The one of my true dream,

My all reasons to believe,

Giving me life to a new meaning,

You are all I am to live!

You,

The one I am wondering,

Deep in my mind for many miles,

Memories of you I keep having,

Thoughts of them that made me smile!

You,

The one I long to see again and again,

Your love that came onto me,

They drown away all my pain,

Everyday you are all I am hoping to see!

You,

The only one for my happiness,

Your warmth that comforts me,

They gave me promises,

With you I never felt lonely!

You,

The one always in my heart forever,

Engraved in me till eternity,

You are in me over and over,

I am right here waiting endlessly!

You,

The only one I am longing for,

Please be here for me again,

I am missing you more and more,

Without you my heart is in pain!

A Ballad of Ecological Awareness

Remembering Edward Goldsmith aka Teddy, The Environmentalist,

the Englishman who founded The Ecologist Magazine. He was also the Editor.

He passed away on August 21st last year at the ripe old age of 80.

Following is a POEM written on his work.

The cost of building dams is always underestimated
There's erosion of the delta that the river has created,
There's fertile soil below the dam that's likely to be looted,
And the tangled mat of forest that has got to be uprooted. 

There's the breaking up of cultures with old haunts and habits loss,
There's the education program that just doesn't come across,
And the wasted fruits of progress that are seldom much enjoyed
By expelled subsistence farmers who are urban unemployed.

There's disappointing yield of fish, beyond the first explosion;
There's silting up, and drawing down, and watershed erosion.
Above the dam the water's lost by sheer evaporation;
Below, the river scours, and suffers dangerous alteration.

For engineers, however good, are likely to be guilty,
Of quietly forgetting that a river can be silty,
While the irrigation people too are frequently forgetting
That water poured upon the land is likely to be wetting.

Then the water in the lake, and what the lake releases,
Is crawling with infected snails and water-borne diseases.
There's a hideous locust breeding ground when water level's low,
And a million ecologic facts we really do not know.

There are benefits, of course, which may be countable, but which
Have a tendency to fall into the pockets of the rich.
While the costs are apt to fall upon the shoulders of the poor.
So cost-benefit analysis is nearly always sure.
To justify the building of a solid concrete fact, 

While the Ecologic Truth is left behind in the Abstract.

Kenneth E. Boulding.
From T. Farvar and J. Milton, The Careless Technology , Tom Stacey, London, 1973

Alone again naturally

In moments of despair all over again,

it is so restless a soul, 
that yearns for the forsaken cries....

I am sick with a tormented mind,

Feeling lost in my own time,

Thoughts came rolling in to remind,

What dreams are there that it carry,

They came but they are not merry,

Nothing seems to make me happy!

My feelings are getting very funny,

What really is wrong with me,

Why am I feeling so sorry!

This is not what it should be,

It's driving me crazy,

And it's so not being me!
I am lost and clueless,
Why it has to be this sadness,
It's making me restless!

My breathing is such a heave,

When sleep is not at peace,

Why should I be so naive!

She's always in me I can't deny,

If I do not care for her it's a lie,

Her absence is always my sighs!

Now that I realize our depart,

And no matter how hard,

She will still remain in my heart!

Sadness in her filled me with pain,

Best of friends we'll always remain,

My journey may not be the same.

Now that the story is known,

Our paths will have it's own,

Naturally I will again live to be alone! 

The art sketch for this poem was done 
by me some 20 years ago!