~My Favourite Poetry Collection~

Tashu

I always feel u here,
Whenever you are not near...

These flowers have lost their fragrance,
Trying to express the grief of your absence...

Can always see your face in moon,
Just trying to console my heart that we will meet soon...

Closing my eyes can always see you,
My dreams are never complete without you.

Those nights which we have spent together,
Will never let those moments to wither...

Remembering your eyes which were so pure,
Will never let forget it; and that is for sure...

Cherish those memories whenever I m alone,
But sometime the same compel me to moan...

Relation of ours doesn't have a name,
But the love for you, in my heart will never change...

I have loved you from the bottom of my heart,
Sending you love wherever you are...

Everything goes still whenever you are not here,
But the best part of my life starts whenever you are near...

I always feel you here,
Whenever you are not near....

Tashu

To travel the road to nowhere.
The soul's dark amazon.
Eternal peace is anywhere,
the mind might set upon.

To travel the road to nowhere.
To know you're really gone.
And when you finally get there,
to find your god is Ron.

There's something in the cupboard, boy.
There's something in the dark.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
that leaves a lasting mark.

There's something in the cupboard, boy.
Old secrets gather dust.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
that reeks decay and must.

To travel the road to nowhere.
Reading signposts from beyond.
As self-deceit completes defeat,
a cold ghost light is shone,
on Ron. On Ron.

He learned to sham at his father's knee.
He knew the power of story.
He lived by lies and fantasies,
and dreamed of fame and glory.

So travel the road but beware,
for he drew an arcane map.
His weak and dismal followers,
could see no fatal trap.

But in his inner circle,
his worth would soon reveal.
To those that rail and cavil,
he'd crush beneath his heel.

There's something in the cupboard, boy.
The sweetest scent of musk.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
as warm and moist as lust.

To travel the road to nowhere.
It's not the smoothest ride.
To have all faith you must defer,
to a self-referring guide.

To travel the road to nowhere.
To avoid the rush and throng.
Unravel in the space of somewhere,
and sing a specious song.

There's something in the cupboard, boy.
It's got an evil breath.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
that toys with fear and death.

To travel the road to nowhere.
And wield your magic wand.
A shuffling prisoner of despair,
when fragile hopes abscond.

To travel the road to nowhere.
A funeral dress you don.
All truth is moulded out there,
like a Sci-Fi writer's con.

There's something in the cupboard, boy.
You hear it scratch and whine.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
both bedevilled and divine.

To travel the road to nowhere.
To follow a different sun.
To travel the road with due care,
not to end as you begun.

To travel the road to nowhere,
to life's grim denouement.
Be sighted by the cross hairs,
released from earthly bond.

To travel the road to nowhere.
Your face is drawn and wan.
Your self-belief masks hidden grief,
while the thief of time moves on.

attokz

Reply 1# Tashu

Menarik!
Kalau boleh sertakan tajuk dan nama penulis asalnya. Termasuklah karya sendiri.
Supaya forummer lain tahu dan juga sebagai penghargaan kepada penulis asal.
Jika tidak tahu tajuk dan penulis, cukup sekadar menyatakan TanpaTajuk/NoTittle & AnonymousWriter.
Jika di petik dari mana-mana sumber juga nyatakan.

epysha

Reply 2# Tashu


    wallah...ohsem... lagi! lagi!..

Tashu

Reply  Tashu

Menarik!
Kalau boleh sertakan tajuk dan nama penulis asalnya. Termasuklah karya se ...
attokz Post at 20-5-2011 10:20

ok noted....thanx attok

Tashu

Reply  Tashu


    wallah...ohsem... lagi! lagi!..
epysha Post at 20-5-2011 10:51

   coming soon

Tashu

The Nature Of Beauty

Beauty in the clouds
As they flash brighter than light
But for a moment.

Beauty in the sea
Reflecting the lovely glow
Of the day's ending.

Beauty in the wind
Swirling around and around
Though destruction's caused.

Beauty in the trees
Green with growth and many blooms
Though they will soon fall.

Beauty in the flame
As it flickers red and gold
Yet eats away life.

by junebug94

Tashu

Forgive And Forget

Rooted in the willingness to change one's heart,
even though pain runs deep within.
We understand and accept through compassion,
we are all forgiven of our sin.

When words are spoken with truth and faith,
doors once closed open wide.
Embrace future with an open mind and heart,
put grudges and hurt feelings aside.

Learn how to give from our own past mistakes,
bring forth kindness to your enemy.
The past is the past and can never be undone,
fill your heart with generosity.  

Find a way to share hope for the hopelessly lost,
show the light to continue ahead.
Forgive and forget and receive God's blessings,
for that is what the Good Book said.


by Sandygram

Tashu

Always Remember To Forget

Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad.
But never forget to remember
The things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.

By Georgy

masarju

Reply 1# Tashu

Hye Tash

I got a feelin' that u're here
Moments 2 be remembered..

Tashu

Reply  Tashu

Hye Tash

I got a feelin' that u're here
Moments 2 be remembered..{: ...
masarju Post at 22-5-2011 10:36

thanx mas

Tashu

Inspiration

How often have I started out
With no thought in my noodle,
And wandered here and there about,
Where fancy bade me toddle;
Till feeling faunlike in my glee
I've voiced some gay distiches,
Returning joyfully to tea,
A poem in my britches.

A-squatting on a thymy slope
With vast of sky about me,
I've scribbled on an envelope
The rhymes the hills would shout me;
The couplets that the trees would call,
The lays the breezes proffered . . .
Oh no, I didn't think at all -
I took what Nature offered.

For that's the way you ought to write -
Without a trace of trouble;
Be super-charged with high delight
And let the words out-bubble;
Be voice of vale and wood and stream
Without design or proem:
Then rouse from out a golden dream
To find you've made a poem.

So I'll go forth with mind a blank,
And sea and sky will spell me;
And lolling on a thymy bank
I'll take down what they tell me;
As Mother Nature speaks to me
Her words I'll gaily docket,
So I'll come singing home to tea
A poem in my pocket.

by Robert W. Service

Tashu

In My Eyes

In your eyes
A shadow is cast
Whispering of the darkness
That resides in your past

I want to make that
Disappear
But if I try
My love for you will be clear

Do I dare risk all I have fabricated,
Every thought I have kept hidden?
Do I dare let you see,
What I have formerly forbidden?

I want to know you
Your soul, your chi
But you just ignore
The soul that is me

I dream of the day
You finally realize
How amazing you are
In my eyes

by Kelli

Tashu

It's all I have to bring today


It's all I have to bring today --
This, and my heart beside --
This, and my heart, and all the fields --
And all the meadows wide --
Be sure you count -- should I forget
Some one the sum could tell --
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.


by Emily Dickinson

Tashu

so sad

it's so sad when you try and fail
it's so sad when you miss and no one care
it's so sad when you talk and no one understand
it's so sad when you love and can't till
it's so sad when you love and get hurt
it's so sad to dream and cant reach
it's so sad to live like no body


by chris jam

Tashu

Emotional Explosions

Anger, a spark, within all of us.
There, anger is lurking, waiting to
ignite the dynamite, that will
cause an explosion of words,
and actions, that can not be taken back.

Anger, is the roadblock, to anything
and everything, worthwhile in life.

Anger, seemingly an involuntary reaction,
to rejection of thought or action.

Anger, an interpretation, of unacceptable behavior.

Anger, almost always followed by regret.

Anger, an emotion. who's children are,
anxiety, fear, frustration, animosity, passion,
outrage and a thousands of other, emotionally
affecting articulations.

Anger, the replacement of reason.

What is the enemy of anger? The
enemy of anger, is, patience, understanding
and love.

Anger, the emotion, the world would be
far better off, without.


by Joe Fazio

masarju

` i miss u`{:1_146:}

Went the way i wanted,
our love never went.
Needing you there,
for the times alone i spent.

To hear your voice,
to see your face;
you, my love, wasn’t there to place.

With me,
I want you here,
to whisper 3 little words into your ear.

   “I miss you."

by mackenzie phillips.

Tashu

` i miss u`




Went the way i wanted,
our love never went.
Needing you there ...
masarju Post at 24-5-2011 22:08

nyc mas...tfs...
i miss u2

Tashu

Within Dark Shadows

A windswept branch upon a pane,
shadows dancing in midnight haze.
Imagination is working overtime,
thoughts turn into subtle grays.

Somewhere reality starts to blur,
wall comes alive with illusion.
Within fear eyes get mesmerized,
then panic in state of confusion.

Creatures of the night seem real,
the smallest creak makes you jump.
No where to hide but undercover,
when things in the night go bump.

Ever changing shadows upon wall,
converges in the room where I lay.
Eyes closed tight, hold my breath,
with heart in hand silently pray.

by Sandygram

Tashu

Love's Growing Seasons

Windswept snow and windswept tears,
love's seasons change through the years.
Romance blossoms, await Spring arrival,
cuddle close together in winter's survival.

Renewal returns Earth to colorful hues,
hearts sing in song, forget winter blues.
Love grows with tenderness and bliss,
beneath the garden arbor, steal a kiss.  

Playfulness of summertime, hearts on fire,
temperatures rising with passion's desire.
Make love neath moon, drifting sand dune,
waves lap shore upon hot night in June.

Fall changes color mid changing emotions,
heart's grow distant in seasons commotion.
If you should leave me , I shall forever wait,
for love, eternal Spring, at the garden gate.


by Sandygram