She reaches out with her fingers,
To lightly graze your hands.
She looks into your eyes,
Hoping to find so many things and more.
You found yourself giving in,
Times together with the wrong person,
The guilt eats inside you,
It’s not fair to her.
Let her go and let her go,
Find it in you to let the first one go,
Realise that years have passed,
If nothing has happened, nothing will happen for you.
Nonchalance is an art,
Most girls have polished to perfection.
You are but a guy,
Who is easily deceived by my kind.
You might not see the tears,
You might not know for sure,
You could’ve done something good,
but you might have broken her heart.
Wouldn’t the world be a better place,
Free of emotions from the past,
The ability to love again,
To love with your entire heart.
To feel the chase of a young pursuit,
To tighten those knots in your stomach once more,
Oh how those feelings are missed,
You know that better than anyone else.
“You might never realise, and the others might never see,
but one day, I believe, you would be a brilliant father,
much better than you ever thought you would.
Just a pity, not hers.” – one of my favourite Singaporean bloggers.
How can you bring life into this world,
not knowing how to love,
How can you turn a blind eye,
Against something of your own.
How do you look at yourself every morning,
Knowing you’ve turned away,
From two people who need you to feel whole.
How can you live your life?
With the knowledge of what you’ve done.
How can your heart not melt,
At the smile that bares two sprouting teeth.
How can you not feel the warmth,
That coursed through when you touched.
How can you say you don’t want to be a part of it,
When you clearly need to be there.
how can you want to keep it a secret,
To the advantage of your future desires.
How can you be so casual about this,
How can you forget this when you are old.
She will appreciate everything that you have done,
When she learns to wipe your tears.
Life may be hard now, as you carry her on your back,
When she learns to walk, I’m sure she’ll do the same.
She only has you to count on in this unfamiliar world,
There is no need for that pillar of support made of mud,
Which crumbles with your heart,
Broken pieces, like glass abandoned on the ground.
A souvenir from an unpleasant past,
Can rouse such unconditional love.
Tiny hands wrapped around a finger,
She is everything but a mistake.
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Believe it or not, this poem is about a boy, a girl, another girl, a single father, a single mother and two babies.
Two close friends, a stranger, two blogger friends and their (very much photographed)kids.
I’m so easily affected by other people’s drama. 🙁
On a lighter note, 24 hours from now and I’ll be back in Subang for a week! Yea! *does Soyabean dance*
Last paper tomorrow. Ganbate Jojobear!!
good luck!
hmmm.. wait.. was that ONE poem written by one person?
jo: hahaha yes the poem is written by me la. haha
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oh no, i’m deceived by the ‘i blog for fucks ah?’ statement again
i can’t resist the temptation…… ugh
erm, hi jolene!
good luck agains! hahahaha =D
jo: Hahahha bodohnya si Linsey ni!
thanks babes:)
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that poem is mind-boggling. but heart-wrenching nonetheless.
ganbatte for ur last paper “jojobear”!!! woooooottttttttt
jo: hahaha… i see u online i tell u the story la.(but identities of the characters mesti diprotect!) very very sad. thank u thank u.
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huh i don’t understand where did u get the poem from huh
OH BTW!
thephunkypharmacist.wordpress.com
my new blog! WOOSH
jo: hahaha.. ok dear, you’ll need help with the linking and stuff. during my holidays ur darling gf will help you if u need anything. and dun worry not emoing la!! poem is mine!:(
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you’re coming back! you definitely deserve a break, not to mention happy ending. :p
jo: hahhaa.. oh man, sure or not, lazying alot in kedah too:D and so far my endings are happy. hahaha, no drama as of now.:) grateful for that.
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beautiful poem. a tad confusing due to its rather err.. cryptic nature, but beautiful nonetheless.
enjoy your holidays (if you’re having any)! my finals start on monday 🙁
jo: eheh thanks babes. =) banyaklah maksud maksud di sebalik batu. if only you knew the stories..:( can cry i tell u.
i am having hols starting tmr! yayyy!:)
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lol.. OHhh.. i get it.. cuz i saw that one prose from “one of your fav singaporean blogger” and i thought you took that from their blogs..
jo: hhaha.. yeah i know. nah.:) all me!
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BEAUtiful poems!! =)
jo: BWahahahhaahahhaha..:D
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soyabean dance?? i’m sure that will be heaps interesting.. lol.. add oil!!
jo: lol you know the type where you extend your hands out and then swing them in a horizontal circle kind of thing..like, “Go Jolene..Go Jolene.. Yea..”
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orh… yay will help help yeah huggies
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here’s me promoting my blog
People of the ghetto my new blog is
thephunkypharmacist.wordpress.com
jo: lol!! no need to DIY! I help you promote later;P
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i repeat.
thephunkypharmacist.wordpress.com
jo: -_-
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finish exams d wo, congratulations!!!!!!!
jo: THANK U THANK U!!
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Nice blog you have and also creative pictures. Keep up the good work. Cheers. 😀
jo: thanks Kai Loon!:) Â
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