A Brief Greeting to the World who Read this Dusty Blog~

Just a hi to this dusty blog,
after a long time left to rust,
if you wonder where the writer went,
feel free to visit http://www.ey.com/my/en/home,
a place he spent for god-knows-how-many-hours of his 168 hours week,
a simple brief post,
and here comes the bye once again,
off he went to enjoy the holiday that is hard to come bye~

It's been awhile...

The peace blue, those tears shed,
passing of days of white, and so goes days of dark,
happenings aplenty, some atop, plenty down the hill,
sometimes it soars, but many, it dripped...
Ahead ahead few thousand miles ahead,
but obscure, too obscure, everywhere, everything...
Little inroads, many divisions,
but here, a little of a prose to begin,
it's been a long while, after all...

If I can Fly...

If I had wings to fly
I'd breathe in deep
and spread them wide
as I leap from the cliff
into the wind
where the gulls glide.

Crossing this wide sea
I glide above cruel waves
that reach up to drown my flight
in their cold deep
blue-green graves.

And as your day grows slowly light
I'd arrive on worn-out wings
to hold you
in your waking dreams
and feel you soft
and gently warm
in my embrace at last.

[Got it from facebook, not self-written for this, but title is edited.. =)]

Let It Be...

Anything...
Anywhere...
Anyhow...
Anytime...
Whatever...
Just let it be~~

The Dark Alleyway...

Thud, thud, thud, comes the echoes arising from the footsteps;
In this dark alleyway, the young boy walks;
No light in sight, it's all pitch black;
Feeling his way ahead, with the help of the walls around him...

As with each step taken, rise the fear of the unseen;
As uneven footing, threaten to fell him down;
Up come the end, as few roads diverge;
At this juncture, confused, which road should he take?

Time and Again : The Few Common Problems...

Facing my lecture notes on the table,

going through the lines of words that I have to take in,

I ask myself,

"Why am I reading back the same line over and over again?!"

Looking at the wall opposite me,

staring into space, mind deep in thoughts,

again I ask myself,

"Why can't I concentrate and focus well?!"

Strolling around the web,

trying to relax this cloudy mind,

but then I ask myself,

"Why come the headache? Damn the weather..."

As the clock automatically ticks away,

gulping up the remaining time I have left,

"Buck up, young man.

Remember, even one day can make a whole lot of difference. Use the time well..."

Maybe I am dreaming...

Lying on the white pebble beach,

listening to the rushing sound of the water,

bathed by the light of the full moon,

as I gaze at the galaxy of stars high above,

hoping to see meteor showering the sky,

enjoying the serenity and peacefulness of the moment,

of a smaller world separated from its bigger piece...

Alone I am on this island,

free from the hustle and bustle of city life,

filled with the wonderful scent of nature,

as thousands of fireflies stroll around everywhere,

just like a replica of the starry sky above,

lighting up the whole island like as though it is alive,

a beautiful scene,

a beautiful memory to be preserved forever...

Up I get to walk around the island,

towards the source of the music of nature,

humming about the silent night in a relaxed manner,

as I feel the cool fresh air deep inside my lungs,

then comes the dripping sound of the rain,

filling the air with coldness and wetness,

as the night gets older by the minute,

bringing more and more light to the darkness...

Out come the sun from the east,

as the rain decelerate from a drizzle to a stop,

bringing out the seven colors of the rainbow,

of which it is said the ends connects two unknown worlds,

as I walk towards the center of the island,

a point that oversees the whole tiny island,

high up above all, just like the throne of a King,

such a dreamlike place, a fantasy, maybe I am just dreaming...