I walk I walk...
I thought and I thought
Where I'd go and where I'd not
turning left turning right
both ways somehow doesn't seem too right..
heavy hearted looking for something light...
In days like this I just...
walk...
I walk I walk...
then sitting by the swing
swaying left swaying right...
saw no reason saw no light...
Oh help me somebody
take me in custody..
A moment like this...
I just would crumble...
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Johannesburg- South Africa..
In the midst of a supposing already modernized Africa...
Still dirty, darkish and gloomy....
The air is very much filled with dust...lands of litter....
And Sometimes the streets can be oh so so confusing...one of which was Bree...
Abit dodgy district in Jozi that is currently undergoing some renewal....anyway...what a mess.
And What's new?...just like some third world countries...stall owners all say that their stuff is the best...
yakking away the whole day...aiyoh...was really disturbing esp when you're trying to think and focus on where you're going
or should I say trying to go...along a not so safe side street...
She sells some Giant Vetkoek...like some mince meat filled wrap (looks like a Pau) with cheddar cheese toppings and
chilli. But this was some where within Mandela's Market in J'burg. Yes yes....something that is alittle familiar from Singapore
if you take a closer look...you see...'Piesangs'...like our Goreng Pisang
Down in Soweto to see if I can make some improvement proposal....but nah....I think the place...is a vast piece of wasteland...
so much dirt...so much crap there....to clear it up...the people gotta start doing something themselves first....
This is like Miles of poverty over here...and yet sometimes they don't really work to help themselves....
So how to help?....
Still thinking about it. maybe when I come up with something I'll be a billionaire....
Still dirty, darkish and gloomy....
The air is very much filled with dust...lands of litter....
And Sometimes the streets can be oh so so confusing...one of which was Bree...
Abit dodgy district in Jozi that is currently undergoing some renewal....anyway...what a mess.
And What's new?...just like some third world countries...stall owners all say that their stuff is the best...
yakking away the whole day...aiyoh...was really disturbing esp when you're trying to think and focus on where you're going
or should I say trying to go...along a not so safe side street...
She sells some Giant Vetkoek...like some mince meat filled wrap (looks like a Pau) with cheddar cheese toppings and
chilli. But this was some where within Mandela's Market in J'burg. Yes yes....something that is alittle familiar from Singapore
if you take a closer look...you see...'Piesangs'...like our Goreng Pisang
Down in Soweto to see if I can make some improvement proposal....but nah....I think the place...is a vast piece of wasteland...
so much dirt...so much crap there....to clear it up...the people gotta start doing something themselves first....
This is like Miles of poverty over here...and yet sometimes they don't really work to help themselves....
So how to help?....
Still thinking about it. maybe when I come up with something I'll be a billionaire....
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
As seconds passed...
It feels like I'm gripped by a magnetic force...
so strong yet destination seem unreachable.
just recently, I've begun to think very frequently
about how I'd have to manage my future...
how I'd settle down with a place I'd call my own...
and with the things I'd say are my own
and built by me...
Suddenly it feels like I need some direction...
something to slap me straight on the path again
and I'd walk through the trying roads again...
to keep on going...
Oh well....these days I've been really thinking alot...
thinking alot about many many things...
It feels like I'm gripped by a magnetic force...
so strong yet destination seem unreachable.
just recently, I've begun to think very frequently
about how I'd have to manage my future...
how I'd settle down with a place I'd call my own...
and with the things I'd say are my own
and built by me...
Suddenly it feels like I need some direction...
something to slap me straight on the path again
and I'd walk through the trying roads again...
to keep on going...
Oh well....these days I've been really thinking alot...
thinking alot about many many things...
Monday, February 04, 2008
The rush of memories of us
The 3 musketeers
20 years hath passed and yet going strong
How we've changed
from the small to the big
from the short to the tall
from the gorging monster to the conscious fanatic
like a full wave rectifier
keeping each other's strength on the go
we go down low
but ne'er the negatives
Together the 3 of us hath escalated from the talks
of kiddy wants and plays
to the move to marriage and settlement
to the reach of financial just.
However life's been trying
a rocky road
but however bumby it's been and it will be
in energized strength we will
stick on side by side..
beyond the end of days...
~To the Paulie and Richie~
The 3 musketeers
20 years hath passed and yet going strong
How we've changed
from the small to the big
from the short to the tall
from the gorging monster to the conscious fanatic
like a full wave rectifier
keeping each other's strength on the go
we go down low
but ne'er the negatives
Together the 3 of us hath escalated from the talks
of kiddy wants and plays
to the move to marriage and settlement
to the reach of financial just.
However life's been trying
a rocky road
but however bumby it's been and it will be
in energized strength we will
stick on side by side..
beyond the end of days...
~To the Paulie and Richie~
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