Knackered

This body is knackered,
Mounds of work piling,
The mind is battered,
To fulfill the promises pending...

-Haze

Drudgery on full blast..machine constantly pumping like clockwork...errr...by the end of this week requires complete overhaul...




Scary Movie

Scary Movie 4 was super,
Alas the end was not,
It was a melodious laughter,
The crude sexual humour throughout....

-Haze

What can you expect?...this movie is not going to receive rave reviews from me..the day's catches from the romp with OH were ..a watch, 512 MB thumbdrive, yummy kacang pool and mouth watering strawberries accompanied with constant coughing fits..poor OH..cepat baik ehh..hmmm...I know I should be doing my lesson plans and miscellaneous stuff....I couldn't get myself to do it...later yaa.. :OP as for NIE, how can it be that it is starting late...aiyahh...better late than never huh....I need a cute bandaid as well that is shown on that horrific lady's finger..to plaster on my throbbing brows...err...




A star to fall

Endless meetings to attend,
Wishing out of them I could crawl,
This bruised heart does not pretend,
The wait for a lovely star to fall.....

-Haze




Bored!

A compulsory learning journey,
Visiting Chinese places of interest,
Alas nothing attractive to see,
Which wasted the time nonetheless..

-Haze





The Light Wraps You

The light wraps you in its mortal flame.
Abstracted pale mourner, standing that way
against the old propellers of the twilight
that revolves around you.

Speechless, my friend,
alone in the loneliness of this hour of the dead
and filled with the lives of fire,
pure heir of the ruined day.

A bough of fruit falls from the sun on your dark garment.
The great roots of night
grow suddenly from your soul,
and the things that hide in you come out again
so that a blue and palled people
your newly born, takes nourishment.

Oh magnificent and fecund and magnetic slave
of the circle that moves in turn through black and gold:
rise, lead and possess a creation
so rich in life that its flowers perish
and it is full of sadness.

by Pablo Neruda



Home

An immediate peace surrounds her,
Sitting in the living room with the cat,
With a hot tea in her hand to stir,
This simple lady with her targets set..

-Haze




a blurr 



For You I Will

The surface of water shimmering,
The waves moving never still,
A significant day beckoning,
You and I vowing 'I will'...

-Haze




Event

How the elements solidify! ---
The moonlight, that chalk cliff
In whose rift we lie

Back to back. I here an owl cry
From its cold indigo.
Intolerable vowels enter my heart.

The child in the white crib revolves and sighs,
Opens its mouth now, demanding.
His little face is carved in pained, red wood.

Then there are the stars - ineradicable, hard.
One touch : it burns and sickens.
I cannot see your eyes.

Where apple bloom ices the night
I walk in a ring,
A groove of old faults, deep and bitter.

Love cannot come here.
A black gap discloses itself.
On the opposite lip

A small white soul is waving, a small white maggot.
My limbs, also, have left me.
Who has dismembered us?

The dark is melting. We touch like cripples.

By Sylvia Plath





Rot

Skin feels slimy and filthy,
With pus oozing and the stench,
Who gives a fark if your life is pretty,
Happily parading on that damn bench!

-Haze


Nothing

The mind is demented fast,
Exposed to this virtual world,
This blog will one day burn and rust
Into a corroded and crumpled curl....

-Haze

Yeah, angst has somehow taken hold of me....or NOT...guess I am too entangled in this virtual world termed as 'THE BLOG'........displaying my life ..as if it's a stage play....I sense that I am in a precarious position here....will take a backseat for now..need to breathe..too stifled...till then...will never know ehh...


Friends

How long was it that I remember?
The moments that we were swinging singles,
Never will the friendship we surrender,
In the faraway star that twinkles....

-Haze

Finally spent the time with Thea at her dwelling....can't wait for the miniature junior to arrive...hehehe...it was an ultra super female bonding after a seven month interim...guess the school hols are the only vacant slots I can come to your house ehh Thea...thanks for being an obliging host amidst the selambaness that you always display...hehe..


Thea's lappie...should I get one too?hmm.... 



Pizza Hut 2...(looking at it ravenously) 



Pizza Hut...(stomach rumbling) 



Music

Music blaring from the past,
The radio kept on playing,
That time was a blast,
The mind always remembering...

-Haze

I love growing up in the 80's to the 90's.....it was truly terrific...I recall the music from the 80's quite strongly...the singers crooning...yeah..sittingin the backseat in Abah's car while going back home from Boon Lay(late grandpa's place) to Bedok South blk 43(I used to stay there and it was my childhood place)...from Broery Marantika,Endang S.Taurina,Ibnor Riza to Lionel Richie, Toto, Chicago,Billy Joel...and many more......


Cyndi Lauper 



Johnny Hates Jazz 



Toto 



Chaka Khan 



Movies galore

The movies move with their action,
In another dimension they evolve,
Leaving its viewers with apprehension,
Benevolent actors that people love.....

-Haze

After enduring a painful dental treatment after a six month hiatus on the pitiful teeth, I hastily bought 2 VCDs.....me vouching to be a couch potato today since the planned outing with Hus and Thea were cancelled....but I am not bothered at that..hehe.....tomorrow thinking of dropping by Thea's dwelling to see the expectant mother.....of course lah....september you cannot make it right, therefore I gotta see you before you burst rite...:OP 



Bitter Memories

The past suddenly comes to mind,
It bit into the heart so bitter,
The eyes were awfully blind,
The situation now made it better...

-Haze

It was a fleeting moment at Ikea.....an exchange of glances with the hypocrite(the ex and his iniquitous crony).......detested that moment..how can I be so blinded by false love..hahahah..ironic ehh..should have heeded Abah's, Nelson's and Jennifer's advices ..life can be cruel....however I looked into OH's eyes and I istighfar under my breath...it simply dissipated.....I prayed in my heart those coincidental moments never to approach my way again..insya'Allah....and this song 'From The Heart' is the most appropriate..it's as if OH is singing especially for me...hehehehe


Phew!

So crowded the furniture store,
Then standing in the taxi queue,
A wok bought and many things more,
The taxi came and I sighed, "Phew!"

-Haze

That short poem narrates what happened today(the poem is lousy ehh)......everywhere was crawling with people....yaa.. Jurong Point and Ikea.I was so petrified that I nearly gnawed my fingernails till raw(rolls eyes)....OH ordered a queen size bed for the bedroom....it was cheaper than at Courts...and much nicer too....hehehe..he kept laying on each bed ....are you assessing how comfortable and springy each bed is?(sweet smile).....hmm..hehehhee..then we were at the long taxi queue...arghh....my itchy fingers almost dialled for a cab...fortunately his mom diverted my attention by chatting to me..if not,' kachinggg'(wipes brow)....yeah his mom was in tow as well...acting as a consultant on the choice of bed and buying household stuff (I assisted in choosing too)....tomorrow me and OH are going out again and that will be another story... :OP


A WOMAN'S SHORTCOMINGS

She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
She has counted six, and over,
Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -
Oh, each a worthy lover!
They "give her time"; for her soul must slip
Where the world has set the grooving;
She will lie to none with her fair red lip:
But love seeks truer loving.

She trembles her fan in a sweetness dumb,
As her thoughts were beyond recalling;
With a glance for one, and a glance for some,
From her eyelids rising and falling;
Speaks common words with a blushful air,
Hears bold words, unreproving;
But her silence says - what she never will swear -
And love seeks better loving.

Go, lady! lean to the night-guitar,
And drop a smile to the bringer;
Then smile as sweetly, when he is far,
At the voice of an in-door singer.
Bask tenderly beneath tender eyes;
Glance lightly, on their removing;
And join new vows to old perjuries -
But dare not call it loving!

Unless you can think, when the song is done,
No other is soft in the rhythm;
Unless you can feel, when left by One,
That all men else go with him;
Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath,
That your beauty itself wants proving;
Unless you can swear "For life, for death!" -
Oh, fear to call it loving!

Unless you can muse in a crowd all day
On the absent face that fixed you;
Unless you can love, as the angels may,
With the breadth of heaven betwixt you;
Unless you can dream that his faith is fast,
Through behoving and unbehoving;
Unless you can die when the dream is past -
Oh, never call it loving!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning [1806-1861] 



Peace

Fervently searching that something,
Finally found the peace,
Refreshing and invigorating,
All of the frustrations is a release...

-Haze

It was such a natural experience...the orang asli......the numerous wildlife.....the variety of flora...the constant low temperatures...the white clouds overhanging the valley.....I am amazed at Allah's fabulous creations....Masya' Allah....the people were ultra amiable..in addition to that, guess what....I've passed the exams..a double bonus eh...Hus passed hers too..she's left with half a year more to complete..as for me, it's one and a half years more....alhamdulillah..I couldn't ask for anything more....



hehehe 



It was a splendour...indulging in the fresh air , feasting on green vegetables and succulent meat.....a simple break.... 



Angel

Through the clouds glitters of sunshine,
After the patters of raindrops fall,
You will always be angel of mine,
Share of a true love standing tall...

-Haze

Gonna miss you, Abang.....will be leaving on Tuesday.....gonna miss my family too.....hopefully will be back in a few days, insya'Allah.....au revoir...


Simple

Two lovebirds making a vow,
Till forever strengthening their devotion,
So wonderful they are feeling now,
Overflowing with the lovely sensation...

-Haze

Congrats to Shanaz Nazeeha and her hubby, Faisal Riza.......hmm.. countdown to 2 more days....yippeeee!


I loikeee the wedding dais..the miniature chandelier seems to be hovering above the loveseat...such simplicity....that's what i'm looking for..hmm..the pic is not clear..heh...kudos to the dysfunctional and mediocre handphone camera....did not have the opportunity to take the pic of the bride...hmmphhh...yeah we reached there after 3pm....at least I've passed the 'kiriman' from Nura and Hus to the bride...:)



After the jemputan, heading home...it's so sweet of OH to accompany me to the wedding. after working the night shift...such sacrifice...haizz... 



Abah

A father's continuous sacrifice,
Bearing the blood and sweat,
Nothing can repay the price,
Of a sincere love that met,

How can I thank you?
That you too brought me into this world,
My gratitude always renew,
And I will always be your little girl...

-Haze

Phewww.....only for you, Abah....


Smile

A typical facial expression,
Widen that small little slit,
Free up all the tension,
All the sunshine on the face just lit...

-Haze

I am smiling......just five more days to go....the countdown commences...yehaaaa!


A smile to brighten up the gloomy days