Wednesday, October 18, 2006

the crap I composed

wonder what kind of person who escaped
i keen to know why is he running?

seeing the filthy blood on the floor
i am trapped in this sinful room

i smell a scream
i hear a fear

there is a mystery
and sinful memory

i leave the questions and clues
i am sick of being in this room

to make this room clean
i shall unveil the sin

then there shall be no mystery
and I won't be in misery

17 October 2006, Barbican.

Posted by Miss Aini @ 8:32 AM

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u r one of the two frens i have whom i admire for their talent in poetry... another one is a guy and he's an engineer in the making... i neva know any engineering student that are sooo sooo into poetry and stuffs... but he's soo good at it... btw, cant stop envying u guys both... keep it up!

Posted by Blogger Far Azmi @ 7:17 PM #
 

i loveee poetry.especally malay poetry and i wrote loads of poem too.. :-)
anyways, Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf zahir dan batin..

Posted by Blogger BigData@Bluesify @ 7:22 AM #
 

Interesting.

Thanks for dropping by my blog.

Posted by Blogger Dilip Mutum @ 5:47 AM #
 

Ainee, tua poesia é brilhante. Adorei.
Até sempre: david-santos

Posted by Blogger david santos @ 5:56 PM #
 

no pain no gain.. huargh..2x!

Posted by Blogger Sunan_Jati @ 3:16 PM #
 
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