Words

The Pathetic Poet is a character of words
Words that represent his inner works
 The sadder he is the more writes
 The sadder he is his thought unites
 Sad and misery is all there is
 To fuel his passion and raises his skill

 Words to express what he feel
Words get complex in daily use
Words can be a built of character
 Words may be the greatest deceiver

 Writing in words to express his feel
 Speaking those words is harder that steel
Writing words is filling in by parts
 Speaking the words may hurt some hearts

 From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

Sometimes the world wanted to be cared

Sometimes looking for someone to listen,
 Sometimes looking for someone to be there,
 Sometimes looking for someone to reason,
 Sometimes looking for someone who cares....

The world today with a lot of problem,
 The world today is not fair,
 The world today is less functional,
 The world today is as if no one cared...

Who am I to the world today,
I am nothing but a pawn to be played,
 Why must I alone to face all this problem,
 All I wanted is to be cared...

 From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

Working Life Blues

Waking up on a cloudy day
I start to think it’s not my day
But here’s the sun after the rain
I guess the day aren’t such a pain

Weekends gone since yesterday
OMG here comes Monday
Need to wait another 5 days
To wait again for my holiday

Productivity increase at a slower rate
There is nothing I can do to escape this fate
What do you expect on a Monday
Email been piling up since Friday

Monday gone and its Tuesday
Work resume like any other normal day
Working additional hours to close some case
To some its just piece of cake

Tuesday went buy relatively smooth
Nothing compares to my Monday blues
Still there is nothing to contain my lazy ooze
Trying hard not to go to snooze

Tuesday gone for another day
OMG it’s now Wednesday
Half the week has pass me by
Its just left without saying goodbye

Wednesday is a day for rejoicing
Only half the week is left remaining
Counting down the number of days
For another weekend for my holiday

When the sun is away
The moon comes out to play
When the sun comes out the following day
Guess what… .. .. Its now Thursday

Today’s mood is just so-so
Anticipating the day call tomorrow
Work in hand today it must go
Else it’ll pile up and start to grow

Guess the weather, wind and day
What the hell,… today is Friday
There can’t be any better day
Bye-bye work here comes holiday

Working on Friday is such a pain
Work to rush yet can’t concentrate
Hope there’s no surprises and no rain
Counting down the clock to go celebrate

Chillaxing for the next two nights
Some booze to a level they might get into fights
While some indulge in activities to their delights
But I just wanna rest cause I’ve earn the rights

Sunday evening is a gloomy hour
Thinking of it makes me sour
Why is Friday so close to Monday?
It’s time for another cycle of a blue, blue day.

From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

'09 ... The ending...

Christmas is coming near
Following next is the New Year
Nevertheless I still wonder why I am here
Complain when nobody wants to hear

Christmas carol should be widely reciting
Yet most I heard are people resigning
What is the norm that I am seeing?
People who are not happy should just be leaving?

Being here and losing my mood
Not sure is this due to the holiday groove
Hope this holiday will bring me some good
Hope in the New Year things will improve

Looking back through my ’09 resolution
Where of my days were spend in this frozen dungeon
Wondering how many of those that I’ve complete
Somehow I think none of them is being meet

This should be the last poem of the year
Has not been much writing and not much to cheer
I’ve been know as many things yet not Shakespeare
Glad I did not chose writing as my career :)

From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

The hardship of work

The Hardship of Work

The tides has come and fade away
And I can't stop to wonder why I stay
Is this what I seek in life?
To work to slave and to learn to strife

Most I know work from 9 to 5
Yet I work from dawn to mid-night sky
Ever wonder what it worth?
To think about this make things worse

I vowed that I won't stay late
I vowed that I'll control my working state
But what I vowed I can't commit
As my workload seems to see no peak

A Pandora's box I have open
Leading my misery to grow worsen
Is this the price to climb the stairs?
To work my ass off and yet nobody cares

Will my contribution be seen and appreciate
Or will I be thrown aside and left to depreciate
I should speak up to be heard and to be seen
Else I might be thrown behind the scene

Can't help to wonder what bosses sees?
Am I an individual or something among the flea
If there is no future here for me to foresee
Then I'll take my bags cause it's time to flee

- From the pages of the Pathetic Poet -

Working life

Working life

Sitting here all alone
Wishing to have someone to call my own
Slaving in the ofice through the day
Thinking there is nothing else to do if i'm away

Sometines I wonder ain't life great
Work like a dog yet with a smiling face
Sometimes I wonder at the end of the day
Will my work be my partner when my hair gone grey

I work today I work tomorrow
I work hard so i won't think of my sorrow
What's there in life that's left for me?
Just an empty world for the empty me

From the pages of the Pathetic Poet

Last email

Resigning is not easy to do,
It’s harder to leave after feelings grew,
Time and again I’ve seen people leave,
But never thought it would happen to me.

IE is where I stay,
For all 50 weeks of my Sony days,
SST calculation effect my gaze,
Wire dress my trouble away.

There are people whom I’ll really miss,
The trial “twins” are among in the list,
In my time here, we’re a team,
Working together, chasing our dream.

My time here has been a joy,
Even sometimes being treated like a toy,
Nevertheless it’s been fun,
Down to the final moment when I run.

Till the day we met again,
Rejoicing memories of all my friends,
But our fun time sure flew by,
Now is high time to say goodbye.

Attached my email and contact to you,
Please remember me n dun be cruel,
Drop me a line or do email me,
A friend like me is hard NOT to miss.

Yup, just wanna share out something that i think i'll treasure for quite some time.. tis is actually the last email that i send out b4 i left sony about 2 weeks back. And for all that it worth, i actually got lectured by my manger for sending out tis mail. It has been kinda a tradition for those leaving to send out an email to all to say their goodbyes but somehow i got a good scrubbing by my boss... sigh, well nvm... coz he's no longer my boss and anyway,

So what? Wuakakaka.. just that come to think of it, i still do miss my colleagues back there, that's all.

Happy Valentines

Valentines

Before the clock strike twelve,
Before the feelings dwell,
Before time goes by,
Before cupid says goodbye,
Before the day come to and end,
Happy Valentines to my my fren.

Best Wishes from the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

Fallen

Falling from mountain high
Falling from the clear blue sky
Falling into the shadowy abyss
Nothing can compare to a fall like this

How such fall could mean so much
How a fall could hurt that such
Fall from the sky into a deep ravine
A fall that originate from within

Fallen into something that's so deep
Leaving a scar that still bleeds
What kind of fall could be so cruel
Its a fall when i say ... ... ...
"I've fallen for you"

From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

The Lonely Moon

Lonely Moon

Looking at the moon in the sky tonight
Wondering how such beauty can be so lonely and yet so bright
Alone it stood, alone it glimmer
Alone it remains to shine and glitter.

Where does it get its mighty strength
To illuminate the sky and yet not find its place
It’s free to travel to wherever it goes
But none of which can be called its own

Clouds will come and the moon will go
Covering the moon and all its glow,
What if the moon does not show,
Will it be forgotten like the winter snow?

Is the moon another wonderful entity?
Or is it just a shadow of another’s identity?
Out to shine in the sky at night
Going away in the day of light
As it goes away and out of sight.
Does it go away and out of mind.

Maybe that’s just who I am
Just a shadow of another man
Will I ever outshine you?
Or will I just remain…
As the lonely moon.

From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet

Feeling

Time has pass through and through
But why can’t I just forget you
The thought of your presence made me blind
Your scent lingers on my mind
Your voice echoes in my head
Your images appears when I go to bed

Why is it so hard?
Why it is so?
So much that I’ve lost control
Why is it be?
Why it is so?
Why can’t I just let it go?

If I’ve done it before
Then I can do it again
But why this time doesn’t feels the same
What had happen?
What did I miss?
Why can’t I again repeat this feat?

Nothing is as fragile as a human heart
The simplest things could tore it apart
When a heart is broken everything hurts
When it’s shattered it gets worse.
A simple word could sound so tough
A simple gesture could feel so rough
That’s when simple words could hurt me so
That’s when simple gesture delivers a heavy blow

It hurts me so
To delivered a heavy blow
Right now I feel so cold
I am tired and it got me weary
Last thing I need is to add to my worry
If something is there please don’t stay
I just want this feeling just go away

Another page from the Pathetic Poet

Expression

What you feel is not always relevant
Not until it’s out in the open
Speak from the heart and don’t you veer
Coz some things should be crystal clear
May truth is out and the truth be told
Because silence is not always gold
Speak the truth and let it be known
Coz not all things can be easily shown

Some say actions speak louder than words
But actions doesn’t always works
Actions are better when accompanied with words
It works even better if one rehearse
To tried and failed is better than never had tried at all
For all that matters just make that call

Once cat is out of the bag
There is no such thing as turning back
The ugly truth has to be told
What is left shall be unfold
During which I’ll wish for the best
If it doesn’t turn out then I’ll put it to rest

“What have I done??”
I began to regret
But the damage is beyond repent
“How could this be?”
Things get out of hand
I should just stuck to my plan

Once said nothing’s the same
Once decided the verdict remains
Good or bad I have to swallow
Just hope that I’m not that shallow
May I forgive and may I forget,
May what I’ve done I’ve no regret
All my sadness may you be gone
Because is time for me to move on

From the Pages of Pathetic Poet

The broken... ... hearted

I think this would be an easier piece to understand ; )

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The broken hearted.

Who is the one I saw that day,
Who took my heart and ran away.
What was that I saw in you,
That got me mesmerized like a fool.

Got to know you through a fumble,
Seeing you and I start to mumble.
Honestly I don’t think you are that pretty,
But to see you I began to act silly.

The feeling was neutral when I first know you,
As time goes by the feel grew and grew.
At one point I’m addicted to you,
So much so that I think I’ve lost a screw.

I’ve given it up, I’ve given it all,
All for something I’ve never felt before.
Never know it felt so nice,
Not until we talked that night.

Your beauty is beyond skin deep,
Your love and kindness to say the least.
Being around you made me feel,
That I’m more of a human than a tool.

When I’m with you I feel complete,
Feel my life is being balanced bit by bit.
Can’t help to feel that its fun,
To see how you balance my Ying and Yang.

When I’m angry, when I’m blue,
All I want is to talk to you.
Hearing your voice made me calm,
Seeing you is a charm.

The beauty I saw is beyond words,
But is that beauty that got me hurt.
I hope in time the wound would heal,
I hope in time will destroy that zeal.

You and I weren’t meant to be,
I should have just let things be.
Seeing the sky and see the dove,
Will I ever again... learn to love.

From the pages of The Pathetic Poet

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Me...

Another piece that i find i'm able relate to

Me...

People wonder how I’m me
How I remain normal as I can be
Little they know of the things I hide
All unhappy thoughts that I keep inside

Gloomy and sadness
Sorrow and pain
Are few of things that remain
Not shown to you and that I’m just the same

I'm only human if one can tell
I’ll keep on fighting until one ring the bell
Keeping my feeling in a cell
Until a point where I’ll yell

When the moon is high and my mood is low
And just when no one knows
I’ll retire the hole below
Licking my wounds before it grow.

I come as I like, and I go with the wind
Nobody knows where I’ve been
For all the work that I’ve show
But to most people, I’m just a shadow.

To think making friends is my ability
Never thought it too is my liability
People see me as a sign of reliability
So much that I consistently maintain my credibility

Never have I felt this stupidity
Even after lying down in blood, down in fatality
I need to hide my wound and stand up in fidelity
To whom I owe this absurdity

To myself of course…. Who always ignores reality

From the pages of The Pathetic Poet

I Regret

Something meaningful that i wish to share...

I Regret.

For the aims I’ve set
For the dreams I made
For the all things I unattained
I regret

For the wrong I’ve said
For the wrong I’ve made
For all the pain that stayed
I regret

For the time I’m there
For the time I sway
For all the time I din stay
I regret

For the things I felt
For the things unsaid
For all the people I forsake
I regret

For the things I’ve done
For the things I do
For all the things I din do
I regret

For the challenges that came
For the opportunity that left
For all the things I din grasp
I regret

I regret for who I was
I regret for who I am
I regret for who I’ll be
But mostly, I regret for being me…

From the pages of The Pathetic Poet

The Leech w/o CH

Actually i've came up with the thingy since last friday but due to unforseen reason i've hold back on it...

To the ashes it once fall,
From the ashes it will rise as before,
With the seal broken thy shall be,
The creature only known as the Emotionless Lee.

Goodbye CH its been a fun,
Having u around making things run,
Your service is no longer required,
So its only best u stay quiet.

Feelings are the thing that make me weak,
Feelings are the things that makes me weep,
Once again I shall forget how to feel,
And get things done for real.

Has isolation make Lee weak?
Will i be able to make Lee speak?
Either way the decision been made,
To break the seal as is today.

To those who is reading dun be suprised,
I'm basically about the same old guy,
The only difference that u might see,
I might not be as noisy as once thy be.

May dust to dust and wind to wind,
All my emotions shall be locked within,
I will now learn to forget,
The emotion n feelings that make me sad.

Wat cause this change u ask?
Or was there something that's been said?
Once again I will say,
Dun ask too much... for ur own sake.

Time will reveal, time will tell,
All the reason n the truth itself,
Till the day the truth b revealed,
Respect my decision n let Lee roam with zeal.

Thank to those who spend time reading,
Hope the time is worth spending,
Poem and rhyme is what i like,
But i only do it when time is right.

Thank you again,
For droping by n reading,
Hope u find it to your liking,
If you dun pls let me know,
I'll work on it starting tomorrow,
There is still room for me to improve,
May be i'll make this my brand new groove.

^_^
Lee