To the world,
we came,
with hurting eyes,
blinded by love.
in aging,
we learn,
With a frustrated mind,
scarred by mistakes.
In love,
we grow,
with a bloody heart,
stabbed by loved hands.
In age,
we know,
with fuzzy memory,
clouded by events.
In death,
we miss,
without breath,
surrounded by love ones.
ATTENTION.. ATTENZIONE.. AUFMERKSANKEIT.. PERHATIAN.. ATENCIÓN
Monday, August 03, 2009
One Earth
One Earth by Andrew "Hex" Teh
God created man in his liking,
from the soil we walk on,
from one family,
we decended,
to the millions of children,
today.
Divided by beliefs,
divided by colours,
we argue,
for false peace,
for false rights,
to claim the soil,
from which we came from.
Blood drenched hands,
flowing from grasped fists,
from the children of yesterday.
Bleeds endlessly,
out of open palms,
from the children of today.
Our saviour will return,
when we learn our mistakes,
when we realize we are a family,
when we stop killing our brothers,
when we realize He is in us.
Then only the world be of God's.
Where children laugh and giggle,
with animals freed from extinction,
where there is no "we" but "us",
with borders eliminated.
God save us all...
God created man in his liking,
from the soil we walk on,
from one family,
we decended,
to the millions of children,
today.
Divided by beliefs,
divided by colours,
we argue,
for false peace,
for false rights,
to claim the soil,
from which we came from.
Blood drenched hands,
flowing from grasped fists,
from the children of yesterday.
Bleeds endlessly,
out of open palms,
from the children of today.
Our saviour will return,
when we learn our mistakes,
when we realize we are a family,
when we stop killing our brothers,
when we realize He is in us.
Then only the world be of God's.
Where children laugh and giggle,
with animals freed from extinction,
where there is no "we" but "us",
with borders eliminated.
God save us all...
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Tribute to Michael
June 27th, 2009 -
I sit here in the dark,burning a flame in hand,weeping like a child,left with no assurance.
Growing up to the beats,listen to his creations,doubting his allegationssuporting his side,but it has all come to an end.
It's hard to accept,the lost of an idol.that he'll never perform,and never dance another day.
That his legacy has ended,and his book has come,to the last full stop.No more moon-walking,no more anti-gravity leans.
Goodbye, Michael.
June 28th, 2009 -
I sit here smoking whatever cigarettes I can find in my room-no matter how old the sticks are. Sitting here in the dark.It's just so hard to believe that Michael Jackson has left us.and I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm a 20 year old guy who iscrying with a cigarette in mouth.
I sit here in the dark,burning a flame in hand,weeping like a child,left with no assurance.
Growing up to the beats,listen to his creations,doubting his allegationssuporting his side,but it has all come to an end.
It's hard to accept,the lost of an idol.that he'll never perform,and never dance another day.
That his legacy has ended,and his book has come,to the last full stop.No more moon-walking,no more anti-gravity leans.
Goodbye, Michael.
June 28th, 2009 -
I sit here smoking whatever cigarettes I can find in my room-no matter how old the sticks are. Sitting here in the dark.It's just so hard to believe that Michael Jackson has left us.and I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm a 20 year old guy who iscrying with a cigarette in mouth.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Candle Eye
I saw your eyes,
like candles they glimmer,
and as bright turns dark,
they shed a wax so pure,
of which burns me,
and pierces my soul.
Of a lit candle,
swaying in the wind,
with a bold presence
and nothing more,
but a silent glisten.
like candles they glimmer,
and as bright turns dark,
they shed a wax so pure,
of which burns me,
and pierces my soul.
Of a lit candle,
swaying in the wind,
with a bold presence
and nothing more,
but a silent glisten.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
~Fake Hope~
If only you knew,
how much I love you...
but its too late now,
'cux my heart's stone cold.
untouchable by any soul,
values no gold.
heart's on a pole,
bleeding from e'ry artery hole.
needs not be told.
She's just a jailer,
locking my heart away,
in a dark cold cell,
filled with fake hope,
filled with nightmares.
as cold as ever.
Merely my fault to begin with.
how much I love you...
but its too late now,
'cux my heart's stone cold.
untouchable by any soul,
values no gold.
heart's on a pole,
bleeding from e'ry artery hole.
needs not be told.
She's just a jailer,
locking my heart away,
in a dark cold cell,
filled with fake hope,
filled with nightmares.
as cold as ever.
Merely my fault to begin with.
Heartless at X'mas
The looks she carries,
It bedazzles my senses.
Such a radiant presence.
From the look on her face,
to the shine in her dark eyes.
a cute button nose,
and silky long hair.
She stand a mere 5feet,
but raises my feelings a-thousand.
What am I to think,
she cares not of me,
weither I be dead or alive,
she'd always be care-free.
It bedazzles my senses.
Such a radiant presence.
From the look on her face,
to the shine in her dark eyes.
a cute button nose,
and silky long hair.
She stand a mere 5feet,
but raises my feelings a-thousand.
What am I to think,
she cares not of me,
weither I be dead or alive,
she'd always be care-free.
Sunday, December 07, 2008
SomeDay
Someday,
I'll be born in a fabolous world.
Someday,
I'll open my eyes; to see the persons who gave me life.
Someday,
I'll be able to walk and; move freely.
Someday,
I'll open my mouth and;
get to know interesting people.
Someday,
I'll get an education;
to prepare me for the world.
Someday,
I'll grow up and make money;
for my family and myself.
Someday,
I'll find love;
and unlock its wonders.
Someday,
I'll have to repay kindness;
of which my parents have shown me.
Someday,
I'll have children of my own;
out of love and life's circle.
Someday,
I'll grow old;
and see the young ones face these challenges.
Someday,
I'll die and;
leave an ugly corpse
'Till the day I'll be worryin' about the future and;
what mysteries its bound to unravel.
I'll be born in a fabolous world.
Someday,
I'll open my eyes; to see the persons who gave me life.
Someday,
I'll be able to walk and; move freely.
Someday,
I'll open my mouth and;
get to know interesting people.
Someday,
I'll get an education;
to prepare me for the world.
Someday,
I'll grow up and make money;
for my family and myself.
Someday,
I'll find love;
and unlock its wonders.
Someday,
I'll have to repay kindness;
of which my parents have shown me.
Someday,
I'll have children of my own;
out of love and life's circle.
Someday,
I'll grow old;
and see the young ones face these challenges.
Someday,
I'll die and;
leave an ugly corpse
'Till the day I'll be worryin' about the future and;
what mysteries its bound to unravel.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Sleepless Night
It's late in the night,
too early for sun-light.
As I sit here in the dark,
I desire your spark,
of which my feelings bark,
in the silence of the twilight.
I hope you rest soundly,
though your despairs burden you,
indefinitely they surround me.
Time is gone,
Many still morn,
Life's a torn,
but YOU were born.
Soon the sun will shine,
alongside your beauty divine.
too early for sun-light.
As I sit here in the dark,
I desire your spark,
of which my feelings bark,
in the silence of the twilight.
I hope you rest soundly,
though your despairs burden you,
indefinitely they surround me.
Time is gone,
Many still morn,
Life's a torn,
but YOU were born.
Soon the sun will shine,
alongside your beauty divine.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
To see another day without you
To avoid pain,
to challenge the taint,
in hurt to sustain,
the total life's complaint.
And here comes the rain.
It hurts so much to stay away,
and so much more to not display.
Spending endless hours of the day,
hurting and thinking of what be it may.
Oh how I crave for that sweet smile,
but I dare not go the extra mile,
for the heart is just so fragile,
to be shattered such of a tile.
The tree of time,
does always bear lime,
but rather nothing worth a dime.
With your presence so devine
It hurt to just be a mime.
to challenge the taint,
in hurt to sustain,
the total life's complaint.
And here comes the rain.
It hurts so much to stay away,
and so much more to not display.
Spending endless hours of the day,
hurting and thinking of what be it may.
Oh how I crave for that sweet smile,
but I dare not go the extra mile,
for the heart is just so fragile,
to be shattered such of a tile.
The tree of time,
does always bear lime,
but rather nothing worth a dime.
With your presence so devine
It hurt to just be a mime.
My sweet looking acquaintance
It feels like love,
but it cannot be deemed so,
because you are yet to know me.
Though I feel like I could live forever,
if I only had you to accept me,
to live in your heart and be by your side.
A paradise that I dream of.
Other girls I look upon,
as pretty as they attract guys,
as hot as they turn them on,
they mean nothing to me,
and have no effect on how i feel,
but as soon as you are around,
and I catch a glimpse of you,
and of your sweet looking face,
with such delicate and tender movements,
you melt my heart,
so often so delicately,
and you leave me thawing tenderly.
If I only had you in my lonely life,
It wouldn't matter if we were the only people,
to me it doesn't and I do not need anybody else.
Just you,
and the colours that you bring into my life.
but for now I just want you to know,
that I exist and I really do like you.
but it cannot be deemed so,
because you are yet to know me.
Though I feel like I could live forever,
if I only had you to accept me,
to live in your heart and be by your side.
A paradise that I dream of.
Other girls I look upon,
as pretty as they attract guys,
as hot as they turn them on,
they mean nothing to me,
and have no effect on how i feel,
but as soon as you are around,
and I catch a glimpse of you,
and of your sweet looking face,
with such delicate and tender movements,
you melt my heart,
so often so delicately,
and you leave me thawing tenderly.
If I only had you in my lonely life,
It wouldn't matter if we were the only people,
to me it doesn't and I do not need anybody else.
Just you,
and the colours that you bring into my life.
but for now I just want you to know,
that I exist and I really do like you.
Hoping for a better tomorrow (When you show)
Yesteryears have passed with such a glitch,
almost as if I've spent them all in a ditch,
with my body and soul in every possible stitch.
Tomorrows seem so out of reach,
and the future holds nothing but an empty beach.
Still waiting for my love wish.
I know you are out there,
I feel you in the air,
The very air I breathe,
the scent of you it release,
nothing but a tease.
When will you show,
How long must I still woe,
Will you please glow,
for me to be a happy Joe.
In tears I drown,
bleeding from the eyes as I frown.
Must I grow to be nothing but a neglected clown,
or is there more to life than just the love crown.
I truly wish to get rid of this female hound,
known nothing more than life's hideous gown.
almost as if I've spent them all in a ditch,
with my body and soul in every possible stitch.
Tomorrows seem so out of reach,
and the future holds nothing but an empty beach.
Still waiting for my love wish.
I know you are out there,
I feel you in the air,
The very air I breathe,
the scent of you it release,
nothing but a tease.
When will you show,
How long must I still woe,
Will you please glow,
for me to be a happy Joe.
In tears I drown,
bleeding from the eyes as I frown.
Must I grow to be nothing but a neglected clown,
or is there more to life than just the love crown.
I truly wish to get rid of this female hound,
known nothing more than life's hideous gown.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Love - A Fool's Game
To a lost heart,
why suffer from his/her depart?
or bring ur self down to such disregard?
Remember that for love you became such,
and for this it hurt.
Is it all truly worth it,
Even though it's all done with.
How can one be so kind,
as to love a fool, so blind,
For we all know he/she does not deserve your time,
nor any of your beauty divine.
why suffer from his/her depart?
or bring ur self down to such disregard?
Remember that for love you became such,
and for this it hurt.
Is it all truly worth it,
Even though it's all done with.
How can one be so kind,
as to love a fool, so blind,
For we all know he/she does not deserve your time,
nor any of your beauty divine.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Envious Jay Day
All these people I see,
of guys with companions of three,
of pretty faces;
with suitors who buzz around like bees.
How I dream to be among thee.
But never was I worried of what people thought of me,
nor cared of what they may see.
For as long as I was happy,
my spirit be free..
why now?
Why can I not stop thinking of my apple-bee,
Even though she may not notice me,
Her everlasting lovers,
be found in me
of guys with companions of three,
of pretty faces;
with suitors who buzz around like bees.
How I dream to be among thee.
But never was I worried of what people thought of me,
nor cared of what they may see.
For as long as I was happy,
my spirit be free..
why now?
Why can I not stop thinking of my apple-bee,
Even though she may not notice me,
Her everlasting lovers,
be found in me
Shameful living
Of sinners and scumbags,
Of tears and lies,
Of heartbreaks and cheatings.
Why do we please the demons within?
Where do I hide my shame?
or could I ever forget it?
'cause I'll never live with it.
Where is...
my pride?
my self-esteem?
my self-respect?
Gone forever?
What am I but another dispose-able.
a temporary resident,
perhaps, dog shit waiting to be scooped.
Are we not ashamed of who we are?
What is my purpose here?
except to bring shame to my family.
The only thing greater than gold,
my family,
the reason I still live today.
Of tears and lies,
Of heartbreaks and cheatings.
Why do we please the demons within?
Where do I hide my shame?
or could I ever forget it?
'cause I'll never live with it.
Where is...
my pride?
my self-esteem?
my self-respect?
Gone forever?
What am I but another dispose-able.
a temporary resident,
perhaps, dog shit waiting to be scooped.
Are we not ashamed of who we are?
What is my purpose here?
except to bring shame to my family.
The only thing greater than gold,
my family,
the reason I still live today.
State Of Living
Life,
filled with unwanted suprises,
twist and turns that take us down spiral curves.
The torment of daily living,
only brings forth more uncertainties.
unfortunately it all just ends,
right after we do.
Education, love, needs and wants,
the four great be-headers of life.
The source of happiness,
yet along with it comes,
a suffering of equal greatness.
Great mishaps bear grief,
builds up fears and negativeness.
as for my loneliness,
only grows more and more routined,
thus I grow even more hermit-like.
filled with unwanted suprises,
twist and turns that take us down spiral curves.
The torment of daily living,
only brings forth more uncertainties.
unfortunately it all just ends,
right after we do.
Education, love, needs and wants,
the four great be-headers of life.
The source of happiness,
yet along with it comes,
a suffering of equal greatness.
Great mishaps bear grief,
builds up fears and negativeness.
as for my loneliness,
only grows more and more routined,
thus I grow even more hermit-like.
Love Hours
The beauty of a thousand roses,
Elegance of a flamingo,
and grace such of a swan,
impossible be a single description,
but I found it all,
in you.
For all those lonely nights,
and days alike,
Gruesome working hours,
and of solemn follows,
I crave for you in my sight.
Come morning light,
your eyes grow so bright.
Come moon lit night,
I just want to be by your side.
Elegance of a flamingo,
and grace such of a swan,
impossible be a single description,
but I found it all,
in you.
For all those lonely nights,
and days alike,
Gruesome working hours,
and of solemn follows,
I crave for you in my sight.
Come morning light,
your eyes grow so bright.
Come moon lit night,
I just want to be by your side.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
My Rose
Of planets, moons, stars & sun,
is no universe of mine.
A lass so dearly to me,
feels so near when my eyes I close,
be my universe.
Of millions of flora,
& yet millions of fauna,
stand out a rose from the floral bed.
Be it NOT white or red,
black or gold,
but a lass so fair,
she touches your soul.
No no crowbar or gold could take me,
unless she who chooses to break me.
For my Rose is no mere painting nor a flower,
with values more than money.
Relationships comes & ends,
but my Rose will never fade & die.
is no universe of mine.
A lass so dearly to me,
feels so near when my eyes I close,
be my universe.
Of millions of flora,
& yet millions of fauna,
stand out a rose from the floral bed.
Be it NOT white or red,
black or gold,
but a lass so fair,
she touches your soul.
No no crowbar or gold could take me,
unless she who chooses to break me.
For my Rose is no mere painting nor a flower,
with values more than money.
Relationships comes & ends,
but my Rose will never fade & die.
Friday, April 06, 2007
To Marie
Dear Marie,
Thanks for droppin' all those comments but I would like to get to know you.
Maybe you could drop me a message at elpablo_589@hotmail.com? add me on msn if you have it.
Thanks for being part of my blog.
sincerely,
andrew
Thanks for droppin' all those comments but I would like to get to know you.
Maybe you could drop me a message at elpablo_589@hotmail.com? add me on msn if you have it.
Thanks for being part of my blog.
sincerely,
andrew
Thursday, April 05, 2007
My blogs
Here are my blogs ;
for personal stuff check out -
www.oldfashionedjerk.blogspot.com
for poems, check out -
www.jailhauscorner.blogspot.com
for natural mysteries, check out -
www.somethingdoesnothit.blogspot.com
for videos o' me, check out -
www.youtube.com/hexelpablo
for personal stuff check out -
www.oldfashionedjerk.blogspot.com
for poems, check out -
www.jailhauscorner.blogspot.com
for natural mysteries, check out -
www.somethingdoesnothit.blogspot.com
for videos o' me, check out -
www.youtube.com/hexelpablo
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Whatever
Who are we?
mere humans,
with dreams & goals.
Does this really...
make us the superior life form?
Everyone is waiting,
but for what? who? & how?
& it never REALLY comes.
even the dead wait,
to be judged.
Why do we wait?
if we all cared.
a choice between being,
optimistic or to face reality.
but then again,
whatever
mere humans,
with dreams & goals.
Does this really...
make us the superior life form?
Everyone is waiting,
but for what? who? & how?
& it never REALLY comes.
even the dead wait,
to be judged.
Why do we wait?
if we all cared.
a choice between being,
optimistic or to face reality.
but then again,
whatever
Monday, January 29, 2007
Death Note 5?
Walking the earth today,
souless.
What lives today,
dies tomorrow.
My day will arrive,
the time for me to depart.
fuck those who cry for me,
no-one cared while alive I was,
no-one to fall back on,
no-one for companionship
Yesterdays were all memories,
not meant to be remembered.
If it was, eternal it would be.
forget me and forgive me.
souless.
What lives today,
dies tomorrow.
My day will arrive,
the time for me to depart.
fuck those who cry for me,
no-one cared while alive I was,
no-one to fall back on,
no-one for companionship
Yesterdays were all memories,
not meant to be remembered.
If it was, eternal it would be.
forget me and forgive me.
Monday, September 25, 2006
The B!G picture
Yesterdays left in memories,
today, the healing of yesterday,
and tomorrow, the day our dreams come true.
Made, grew, stay'd and expired,
the universal course
Taking each day as there's no tomorrow,
risking assets and liabilities,
but what if tomorrow shows up?
and we have no possesions.
Shall we wait for a new beginning,
or the end to come?
On this dreadful day (911) years ago,
many perish'd and brave hearts turn'd hero.
To hate another is futile,
because the enemy lies within.
I doubt that we are the only ones
;in this universe.
probably the outcast race,
for waging war against ourselves.
today, the healing of yesterday,
and tomorrow, the day our dreams come true.
Made, grew, stay'd and expired,
the universal course
Taking each day as there's no tomorrow,
risking assets and liabilities,
but what if tomorrow shows up?
and we have no possesions.
Shall we wait for a new beginning,
or the end to come?
On this dreadful day (911) years ago,
many perish'd and brave hearts turn'd hero.
To hate another is futile,
because the enemy lies within.
I doubt that we are the only ones
;in this universe.
probably the outcast race,
for waging war against ourselves.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
The Second Chance
Have you ever felt so;
as the weight of the world,
- is pinning you on your back.
like the last swordsman,
surrounded by enemy cavalry.
Do not remain captured by traps,
because the only place to go whn you're down,
is up.
Recall you first steps,
would you not still be lying on the ground today,
if you had not got up?
What is a friend,
if not for support.
Is a friend somebody close,
or a familiar face in your routine.
Never must we underestimate,
the power of friendship,
nor forget our duty as a friend to others.
The only happiness in life,
is to live it for ourselves;
according to our ways.
Yet, millions of eyes are in the way.
the reason we dare not be the person within.
So, today I ask,
join me,
together remove our shames and pains,
let me unlock the padlock of your cage,
and live the life you've set.
as the weight of the world,
- is pinning you on your back.
like the last swordsman,
surrounded by enemy cavalry.
Do not remain captured by traps,
because the only place to go whn you're down,
is up.
Recall you first steps,
would you not still be lying on the ground today,
if you had not got up?
What is a friend,
if not for support.
Is a friend somebody close,
or a familiar face in your routine.
Never must we underestimate,
the power of friendship,
nor forget our duty as a friend to others.
The only happiness in life,
is to live it for ourselves;
according to our ways.
Yet, millions of eyes are in the way.
the reason we dare not be the person within.
So, today I ask,
join me,
together remove our shames and pains,
let me unlock the padlock of your cage,
and live the life you've set.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Time Waits for No Man
Time,the last thy smite thee with thy blades,
The moment I was born to present,
thou have been slapping thee around since thee first saw light,
to recent events of teenhood.
Oh how thee pray for the last thee witnesses thy's evil.
The moment thee enhales the last breathe,
and able to laugh at thy in the face.
Oh how I envy thy manipulative ways.
Thou, ******* gift of god.
Thee will rise up amongst the immortals,
and with the power of the almighty Gods,
shall thee put an end to thy ways.
Never will thy cause suffering among mortals.
The moment I was born to present,
thou have been slapping thee around since thee first saw light,
to recent events of teenhood.
Oh how thee pray for the last thee witnesses thy's evil.
The moment thee enhales the last breathe,
and able to laugh at thy in the face.
Oh how I envy thy manipulative ways.
Thou, ******* gift of god.
Thee will rise up amongst the immortals,
and with the power of the almighty Gods,
shall thee put an end to thy ways.
Never will thy cause suffering among mortals.
A Day in The Life of A Bozo
While others are waking up like an egg hatching from the warmth of an incubator,
I never got the chance to hatch,
yet making love with a frying pan.
Today is the day I became a bozo,
a hobo if you may.
What is life without goals?
Where am I to get the strenght without support?
Ever heard the tale of a loser,
receiving the hand of the princess of England
?Obviously not cos there never was,
and there never will be.
Odds of me succeeding in life,
is as low as a survivor of Judgment day,
as fat of a chance of an elephant getting into a mouse hole.
Im sorry mum,
for today I finally realise..
Today is the day I am what you said I am
.A loser, a hobo and an idiot.
I never got the chance to hatch,
yet making love with a frying pan.
Today is the day I became a bozo,
a hobo if you may.
What is life without goals?
Where am I to get the strenght without support?
Ever heard the tale of a loser,
receiving the hand of the princess of England
?Obviously not cos there never was,
and there never will be.
Odds of me succeeding in life,
is as low as a survivor of Judgment day,
as fat of a chance of an elephant getting into a mouse hole.
Im sorry mum,
for today I finally realise..
Today is the day I am what you said I am
.A loser, a hobo and an idiot.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Lost in Life
The one thing I dread most is upon me,
once again.
I fear that my history loops me.
Why do my dreams disperse,
it makes me wonder - am I cursed.
No ammount of reverie-ing could hold back reality,
past events scheduled for reruns.
Tell me, is it meor the world?
that crushes happiness.
I am just a man,seeking for my treasure,
only to fined the treasues don't belong.
I held them tightly with bare hands,
but they slipped away all too sudden.
Tears shed over lost love,
a waste of time,
when one could be searching harder.
Only to me does this search seem endless.
once again.
I fear that my history loops me.
Why do my dreams disperse,
it makes me wonder - am I cursed.
No ammount of reverie-ing could hold back reality,
past events scheduled for reruns.
Tell me, is it meor the world?
that crushes happiness.
I am just a man,seeking for my treasure,
only to fined the treasues don't belong.
I held them tightly with bare hands,
but they slipped away all too sudden.
Tears shed over lost love,
a waste of time,
when one could be searching harder.
Only to me does this search seem endless.
Andrew's Nirvana
come with me,
come with me to the beach.
It would not cost you a dime,
nor much you dear time.
A journey down memory lane,
sweet memories, I hope you'll obtain.
close your eyes & open your heart,
let it be vulnerable from the start.
Here we go, ready or not!
From reality we shall deport.
Welcome guest to my state of mind,
somewhere lost from the circle of time.
The beach of my dreams, so heavenly it seems.
Feel the sand at your feet, almost as rice grains yet processed to eat.
A gentle breeze upon your face,
carries your troubles away.
Can you see it? the sun on the horizon,
as if heaven's rays are beyond.
A place so pure,
cleverly hidden from the bad of humankind,
My getaway paradise.
Love Everlasting
It is known to men
,when a phoenix dies,
another rises from its ashes.
Now, would it not be great if love was so?
listen dear friend,
and I will tell.
love is not just temporary,
love dates back to before we were born,
even beyond the grave.
Love toils its soil 24/7,
time plays no role,
may it be in reality or at Neverland,
from B.C. to A.D.
A form of ancient unspoken language,
with no barriers,regardless culture & colours.
,when a phoenix dies,
another rises from its ashes.
Now, would it not be great if love was so?
listen dear friend,
and I will tell.
love is not just temporary,
love dates back to before we were born,
even beyond the grave.
Love toils its soil 24/7,
time plays no role,
may it be in reality or at Neverland,
from B.C. to A.D.
A form of ancient unspoken language,
with no barriers,regardless culture & colours.
Time For A Change
What keeps the world round,
when we are being squares.
Why's this planet called earth,
when it has more pollution?
Teaching others to recycle,
while our rubbish goes out the window.
Taking care of our young,
when we are preying on the young'ens of others.
How is it that we want others to treat us as kings,
when we treat others as slaves.
Selfish are we to step on others to gain happiness,
to erupt on others when we are mad.
~Don andrew
when we are being squares.
Why's this planet called earth,
when it has more pollution?
Teaching others to recycle,
while our rubbish goes out the window.
Taking care of our young,
when we are preying on the young'ens of others.
How is it that we want others to treat us as kings,
when we treat others as slaves.
Selfish are we to step on others to gain happiness,
to erupt on others when we are mad.
~Don andrew
Society & me
It's devastating to lose your dream lover,
harder to mend a broken heart,
with memories of pain & happiness.
Why is it that there are people celebrating while others mourn.
If a creature as significant as an ant can help each other,
Why can't we?
Im just another human like you
,and to many I'm an outcast,
falling in love,but being rejected,
looking for friends, but being avoided.
Lonely is the world I live in,
without love, care & lack of humanity,
with communities shunning one another.
If a tiger does not seek for food,starvation kills it.I
f not you who changes the world to be a better place,
if you are not a better person for the world,
DO NOT expect the world to be a better place for you.
harder to mend a broken heart,
with memories of pain & happiness.
Why is it that there are people celebrating while others mourn.
If a creature as significant as an ant can help each other,
Why can't we?
Im just another human like you
,and to many I'm an outcast,
falling in love,but being rejected,
looking for friends, but being avoided.
Lonely is the world I live in,
without love, care & lack of humanity,
with communities shunning one another.
If a tiger does not seek for food,starvation kills it.I
f not you who changes the world to be a better place,
if you are not a better person for the world,
DO NOT expect the world to be a better place for you.
If I Can Dream
I dream of a world with one heart at all times,
sharing a heart with a lover of mine,
still they are yet to come true,
but this doesn't stop me from dreaming.
Dreams do come true,if you put efforts into 'em,
noone will make your dream for you,
as you can't make for 'em too.
No dreams are not stupiD,
they are what makes us push on,
laughing at someone's dreams,
is as laughing because you are wearing underwear.
Why have limits,when dreams are not a sin,
while dreaming is not affilated with laziness,
everybody dreams,from beggars to kings,
so, DREAM ON..
sharing a heart with a lover of mine,
still they are yet to come true,
but this doesn't stop me from dreaming.
Dreams do come true,if you put efforts into 'em,
noone will make your dream for you,
as you can't make for 'em too.
No dreams are not stupiD,
they are what makes us push on,
laughing at someone's dreams,
is as laughing because you are wearing underwear.
Why have limits,when dreams are not a sin,
while dreaming is not affilated with laziness,
everybody dreams,from beggars to kings,
so, DREAM ON..
To Be Grateful for Someone from The Past
The sun rays peep through your curtains,
A new day has begun,
Tears from heaven may drop on us and drown our spirits,
Flames from hell may burn our confidence,
BUT NO MATTER WHAT..
The sun rises another day.
On a cold rainy night,
Light a fire and enjoy the heat,
care for it and keep it alive,
It will do the same for us as we sleep below the stars,
once it's burnt out,
Do not be sorrowful,
instead, be happy you had the chance to be by it..
A new day has begun,
Tears from heaven may drop on us and drown our spirits,
Flames from hell may burn our confidence,
BUT NO MATTER WHAT..
The sun rises another day.
On a cold rainy night,
Light a fire and enjoy the heat,
care for it and keep it alive,
It will do the same for us as we sleep below the stars,
once it's burnt out,
Do not be sorrowful,
instead, be happy you had the chance to be by it..
Thinking of You
I woke up from bed,
with a smile somewhere on my head,
for I have seen you a few hours ago,
I got to my phone and dialed up your number,
but you were engaged,
phone line that is,
so I got back to bed and shut my eyes,
hoping that I'll see you again.
A few moments ahead,
the message tone played,
so I jumped out of bed,but to my disapointment,
It was some jackass bothering my sleep.
The clock stroke 12,
and I was feeling dandy,
2 hours or so,
I would see my Mandy,
At the same spot I first saw this piece of candy.
This is yet another Don andrew teh original.
with a smile somewhere on my head,
for I have seen you a few hours ago,
I got to my phone and dialed up your number,
but you were engaged,
phone line that is,
so I got back to bed and shut my eyes,
hoping that I'll see you again.
A few moments ahead,
the message tone played,
so I jumped out of bed,but to my disapointment,
It was some jackass bothering my sleep.
The clock stroke 12,
and I was feeling dandy,
2 hours or so,
I would see my Mandy,
At the same spot I first saw this piece of candy.
This is yet another Don andrew teh original.
For A Loved One
Like a flower blooms from bud to beauty,
I bet 'tis how you look when you awake from a night's rest.
The sun rises only to see you,
and sets when you are out of sight,
only to rise again another day to witness the beauty of you.
Dogs howl and cry at the full moon,
not because they see dead people,
but because it's a new lunar month and they are yet to see you.
At night the eart turns dark for your light is not there,
Plants breathe harder to get your scent,
This explains why the oxygen level decreases only at night.
8 hours later or so,
Earth returns to normal,
the sun rises... dogs play...earth brightens,
and plants exhales oxygen,
but scientist are still baffled by these phenomenons,
yet to discover that the reason is YOU.
This has been another Don andrew Teh original.
I bet 'tis how you look when you awake from a night's rest.
The sun rises only to see you,
and sets when you are out of sight,
only to rise again another day to witness the beauty of you.
Dogs howl and cry at the full moon,
not because they see dead people,
but because it's a new lunar month and they are yet to see you.
At night the eart turns dark for your light is not there,
Plants breathe harder to get your scent,
This explains why the oxygen level decreases only at night.
8 hours later or so,
Earth returns to normal,
the sun rises... dogs play...earth brightens,
and plants exhales oxygen,
but scientist are still baffled by these phenomenons,
yet to discover that the reason is YOU.
This has been another Don andrew Teh original.
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