`That lonely guy on the bench.

__poem

Voices of A Lost Soul
I feel lost even as I'm writing this
As she slowly becomes his
her special someone I've never seen
but surely it it his win!
I fought bravely in this losing battle
now that the results have been settled
I can only reminicise the past
that laughter at VCH I saw last
that special moment at Carls' Jr
that enjoyable talk at the labs so near
that camp which she perservered
that dinner of the ECC we held so dear
that SMS I first sent her
has slowly becoms memories of mere
significance they might have held
but surely now they are to her
they're worth nothing at all to remember.

Voices of A Broken Heart
No longer am I wanted
as I am left neglected.
No longer are we in talking terms
No longer are my feelings to her firm.
It has been shaken.
It has been stagnant.
It feels like slaps on my face
in this one relationship I once thought I could ace.
This relationship that never started,
the one that never did materialised,
sometimes I wonder why is this
that she only cares about her special his
Perhaps her love has became their love
but definitely I play no part
I tried to act happy
but as I hold control of that broken heart,
I know for sure that it'll stay that way.

In the midst of the Battle
Here I am fighting hard
But what's the result that I stand to see
Nothing. Nothing.
I'm fighting a losing battle
Small me in Big World,
with lots of enemies out there.
Probably they are not my enemies,
though sometimes they see me as one.
Faulting me and bursting my egos.
I'm going flat soon.

During A Battle
I'm living in a world that's full of colours.
However sweet it seems.
I'm hurt inside and nobody can understand.
The feeling of someone that's detested by others.
Can someone please give me a helping hand?
Your little friend down here is losing this battle.
'A battle for popularity or friends?' You might ask.
It's a battle for his own stand and things he believe.
Save him if you can. He's not longer seeking for relationship.
He wants things that he have the ability to achieve
But he lacks the heart and strength to fit the mental aggression he has.

Before A Battle
Students' voting are tomorrow
but it seems never ending.
It might bring them some sorrow
but they should never be complaining.
You're voted according to your abilities,
never mind if you're misjudged.
Coz I know how you feel,
I've been there and done that.
Trust me and don't worry,
if you're good someone will vote you.
J2 ain't that fierce,
as some of you say they are.
They're a bunch of friendly people,
not forgetting the fun and joy they've brought us.
Think of orientation 1 and your OGLs,
Coz they're J2s too!

Lost & Found
As the rain drops are visible,
I found out that things became impossible.
I thought i'm found.
But I'm now lost in the new world.
Hugh findings with the small little me,
with small improvement and a hugh step behind.
I'm losing all the grip.
Like there's no water and i wanna take a sip.
Seemingly stupid at all I know,
things have changed to be beyond me.

Save Me
As the rain flows,
my heart sinks.
As the wind blows
I'm on the brink.
On the brink of dying
and I'm crying.
Won't you save me once again.
As the trees sway,
my heart is dead.
As the grass wave,
you once said.
You said you'll save me from anything,
won't you save me again.

Spoilt
I sigh,
how is it possible that I fly high?
My broken wings are still under maintenance,
in that place without enterance.
I have to do it alone?
Without a chance of me making a clone?
I guess I'm now without sense,
with my heart getting dense.
It's such a burden,
with me trying to hide it behind the curtain.
Why?
I sigh.
Once again,
I sit here with the pain.

Combined poem by Tabii, Saffiee, Qiyunn & Me
(Saffiee's part)
Windmill windmill for the land,
turn forever hand in hand.
(My part)
At the beach, you'll see the sand.
Make sandcastles with your hand.
(Tabii's part)
Sit and listen to the band,
listen for hours on end.
(Qiyunn's part)
Wind chimes wind chimes in the air,
send my love to those i care.
(My part)
Those who read this with a bang,
come and join us as a gang.

Soccer & I before the 2005 Champs Lge Final
I was young when I watched soccer.
Saw this big team named Manchester.
I supported them like any others.
They won championship like entertainers.
Everytime I watch this big game,
named Man U vs. Liverpool,
I found it a little lame
that my Man U always falls to the pool.
Two-one or one-nil it doesn't matter,
it matters when the losers are Manchester.
I don't understand the logic behind it.
That why Man U always loses it.
Then I changed over to Liverpool.
That time it's 2001 January No. 2,
KOP won the trebles too.
I felt like the change was worth the while,
until Man U won the title by a mile.
I never regretted changing over to Pool,
coz I know that it's really cool.
This time they travel to Istanbul,
with Milan fans all shouting 'Boo'
I don't care if they're playing fool
but I guess it's really uncool.
I want them to win the Champs.
So that I can call Rafa our Lamp.
The light that changes Liverpool into
the next EPL contender too.