The Roses in my garden are beautiful and sweet

Don’t pluck them from the stem

it is not a need

roses are my friends of all colours and size

some got portraits or have a disguise

but since they are my friends

I respect them equally

will never hurt or abuse verbally

if I do, it’s jokingly

Never ever, ever take me seriously.


Broken Heart

It never was so heavy

to carry

Never so difficult to gather

My broken heart ūüíĒ pieces

It got shattered without any sound

Silence kills

Silent lips sealed

Silence is what for me is real

I will bow and take my leave

Be nice

Be happy

My last prayer for thee


Lovable friends

When you do find someone who is 90% lovable & fun

it’s not only about finding

It’s about keeping as well

It’s not just clicking

but loving too

It’s not merely a word or two

the entire philosophy is meant in “me too

‚ÄĚfriends are flowers

we never pluck

we take the entire pond to keep the duck ūüď∑

friends are bad poets

but mean well :))


wanted to fight

What More can you ask from life

WiFi is working

Dinner is light

Watching news

Drama or die

After hours of studying

Feels so right

Wanted to chat

Wanted to fight

God save the King ūüĎĎ

He is out of sight

Good night

But, without any reason

I feel empty inside


Gift of love

If I hadn’t given

you couldn’t have taken from me

my heart was my very own

It was a gift you see

I never wanted anything

other than a smile ūüôā

So keep smiling sunshine

laugh loud, with sweet wine


I visit you in dreams

In my dream

I was standing outside your door

I was thinking

Should I knock now?

Or no

I must think about you

And I am sure

You will open the door

on the count of 123 four

I tried thinking about you

the door opened

A voice said no more

I got confused ..


Someone was waking me up

from the dream


what a bore!

I was just this close

In my hand, I had these chocolates

wanted to share

But No:)

Next time, please open the door


Songs of love

I am waiting with my violin

Along the shore

My red dress turned white

But I don’t know

I got the song ready

All four

First is for me

Second for you

Remaining for the floor

Will have to dance too

Waves will guide for sure

As they come towards us

Will run away from shore

Sunset is near to end

Night has brought the stars

And light

I am waiting for you

Will you come?

Or no!


Blue roses

Blue roses in November

Reminds you of a memory or two

Living with friends, asking how are you?

Freshness and fragrance

Beauty and softness

All my companions,

My soul mate, I love you


Wheels turn in time

There is no improvement , that is a reality laws are made to be imposed on those who can not stand up for right.. too meagre and weak to face. Those nice  looking aristocratic people who are they ? The real murderers who are never handcuffed nor slaughtered  any day.

52 photo : source Yuntg Cheng Lin

The ones who make and break ¬†unity, and kill…it is a dungeon that remains empty ¬†after a ¬†fill. World order is a chaos in everyway , bombs explodes and ¬†innocent people targeted night and day ¬†..claim for uplifting humanity is a must..but what ¬†of thousands killed and thrown away as dust.

there is motion ..still as ¬†night..who can raise voice..let alone stand to fight..the ¬†hands that were responsible to protect and keep..are the hands ¬†now turned as villainous as they can be..we no longer ¬†live in ancient times..we have technology but we choose not to communicate … we maintain ¬†aloofness , . Are we not ¬† barbaric , untrue , disgusting as ¬†before…we have murdered humanity ¬†in front of all…

Now deaf , dumb and dead we are the future zombies.. we have no idea what is wrong or right to be.

Wheel turns and time will pass just as past…we will ¬†long as we can last.52


are you listening or hearing it out :) dude




a smile  or two

from me