I'm ready to go home

I am ready to go home,

through any sudden evening or morning,

I don't need a map,I know by heart,

how to reach there,

Everything is in the same aspects...

going from making place,

to unmaking of people

Only the difference is that

after entering homeland,

i can see Nation ghostly weeping

every human in pain, but again, its my place

so, I am ready to go home

I will wipe few tears for sure
so, i need to go home

I'm not frighten of life

ghos i see on my wall

their whisper heard in hall

tryin' to perish me n' good-nessn'

polishin' bad-ism in I

what a heck goin'; in this freakin' time...

defacto, I'm not frighten of life, me? can kill

but none can my immortalised hope

i will still rise, like soft cotton balls in air

all over the sky-bed,

n' bloody ghos wont be forgiven

they're down to earth

after i gave up the place

where i've been to make a history

One more Birthday

I am still similing,
My hopes are not dead
Though i am aging,
I am looking ahead
No matter how many B'day fly
No matter how many years pass by
This is me,
and i am not old
B'coz, my hopes are still on hold

Orchard & Orchardians

Orchard-
i've been there many times
and is not unusual to-
having a dollar icecream from uncle's tricycle
and chat with strangers or friends
but i refused to take brochures from girls

Music, drinks, and tranquil atmosphere
where else i can see Singapore living?
Mix of Asia, America, Europe and more
in a group or individual
domestic or foreign
people are moving-on in the road of orchard
as if touching the wound
which have never healed

Some go to hook-up there
some help cook dinner
few break up, few make up
many return home after some damages
and its not sin but a kind of pain

Orchard road-
more of commercial
every step you walk- you pay
not dirty but expensive

single or married
yet you can explain the stroy of your own
which identity you looking on
easy but not easy to find
its okay if your wallet is tight
many ways to spend and tell but if you don't mix money and mind
well, i don't think you can be the best
except being a temporary guest
but Orchard road is good forever

Even a blind can see the color of the road
a deaf can hear the gossip around
because multi-subjects geeks are there
its not a luck but your choice
you wanna be a victim or a victory
in the orchard toad,
after you return home
i doubt if you want to live
alone and away from it

My dear

My dear
Let me lie in your arms
distance from all the alarms
holding eachother, want a tight kiss
nowhere world can be happy than this

My dear,
we didn't want to answer in voice
many questions we have with/out choice
looking at eyes, toungue answered to all
and cound came like the old cart wheel

My dear,
finally the world slept in our feet
did you remember that was day or night
when i feel your heart with no hurt
why it was busy-beat like captured bird?

TIME

Time is still in its childhood
all of us trying to grow with it
things we performed
only will be seen
if we can mature together with time
then we feel the exhaustless life
and everybody wins the future

We aint defined by our failures
it simply a process to success
just like when earth breaks
seems failure to humanity
when forms many islands
and there creates a new civilization
that is a success of human

time can make failures
time can make success
so the time can unmake both too

Kiss wounds to make it well

Many lives fall
to rise no more
many humans killed
to live no more
Dammit, no tears
on human eyes.

They who came friendly with us at first
with aim to build good rapport
but end up against & became best enemy
and established a fight among us

It's a shame
to see our own blood
flowing on the ground for nothing
Now, we need to throw them
out from our lovely place
then kiss our wounds to make it well
with a swear,
no more fighting ourselves
which we never did for a lifetime.

Let people live their lives

When my leader of city,
became the way, i don't want him to be,
and entered the forest with immense anger,
i waited and waited, waited and waited,
but never show up again,
yet i am looking forward to my leader.

I had believed and thought real,
everything about him and everything he did,
what a pity now,
never came back to city,
keeping the reason behind,
he's pulling people away from city
many are transformed to wild these days

My leader, you have broken that promise
to bring happiness to the city
i am fucked one more time
sorry, i cant live in your shoe anymore,
and i don't want to wait you nor find
i know you started killing others
to save yourself
but remember, i can't follow your path
i hate your leadership

Why did you kill those innocent and survivors
that will make nothing over
instead,
my leader!
why don't you kill yourself
which would be a great death ever!!
let people live their lives