My mother told me
One day you’ll meet a girl
And she, ill be your heaven
In this cruel world
My mother told me
That when she comes
Her voice like a princess
From a magical kingdom
But my heart told me
That true love will arrive
True love is the treasure
That’s so precious in life
And I think I saw her
Thousands of miles away
In a foreign city
They call Bandar Sunway
And she’s always smiling
She’s a one of a kind
Because she’s an angel
A gift to mankind
My mother told me
Give more than you take
And goodness will follow
What ever road you make
And her mother told her
You leave me as a girl
The next time I see you
A woman will unfold
And she told her mother
I will make you proud
And her mother holds her
And they both hug
And my mother told me
You got to fight for your dreams
Because if you don’t
It will melt like ice cream
And no body told
That I will feel like this
She wakes up emotions
I never know exist
And as long as the sky
Are a shade of blue
Until we meet
My heart belong to you
Categories:
bandar, life, mother, heart, heart,
Form: Light Verse
A gem of a nation
An abode of peace
A treasure of empire
A haven of tranquility
A kingdom of treasures
An oasis of modern empire
A space of warmth greeting
A den of hospitable people
A neoclassical form of politics
A gateway to beyond comports
An avenue of understanding
An environment of treasures
An ancient Sultanate kingdom
An indeed pampering Brunei Darussalam
Bandar Seri Begawan
Negara Brunei Darussalam
December 30, 2008
Muharram 2, 1430
Categories:
bandar, inspirational, love, nature, nostalgia,
Form: I do not know?
People are commonly different
Symbol of diversity piece
Pure race doesn’t exists
Color and creed are just an identity
Believe only in human history
God sculptured them from clay
People are equally created
Having many opposites
But respecting others taste
When everyone is treated equal
Nothing appears but peace in hand
Discrimination, disunity and, suffering won’t be born anymore
Written to advocate to suppress racism
Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia
10:30-11:00 am, November 13. 07, Tuesday
Categories:
bandar, dedication, education, history, life,
Form: Rhyme
Puny me,
Bandar like,
Stood there,
Shaking,
And gazing,
The night sky,
Neck ached,
With the effort,
As I saw a sky,
That was neat and clear,
Bejeweled,
With cool a breeze,
In atmosphere,
I looked beyond,
At the spectacle,
At the twinklers,
Near and far,
How bountiful,
Was the creator?
He had given me this night,
With astonishing ornaments,
They were worlds,
Far bigger than ours,
We have only scratched,
Knowledge of them,
When we would,
Use them full,
For it is said,
That the creator,
Had created,
Everything with a purpose,
What was the purpose,
Of these worlds,
Not simply ornamental,
Nor that creator,
Proved with them decisively,
That he was above all,
It is in future that,
We would know more,
And read into their meaning,
As of today,
They simply do atmosphere screening.
Categories:
bandar, inspirational, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse