the little child stare staright at the sky, his eyes shouted to the sky a red stare of bile, his tears reek hideous blight, his lips whispered a truth not nay, fisticuffs be the feast of this night, as hurt reigns in the place of his smile, something he thought the sky sowed in guile, by hiding shines that are gentle and mild, and bring forth storms that made all sacrosancts rile, pointing to him a divine lie.
but,
the sky kept sporting a havenly smile, that kept the soil under the child's feet fertile, and chase hunger far from his mama's scullery, by keeping the fire merry, and making the stove proof its worthy, so that what was once raw became a lovely fricassee, that would make darkness say goodbye, hence giving place to a lovely smile, and calmed the heart of a sadden child.
Hi there, The Abdul kid told me about your blog while in Malacca yesterday. Say hello to your Mom and Dad. I am one of your Mom second cousin. Have a nice day.
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Hah! Mestilah, dah dekat 2 tahun tak balik. Apa laga? CELEBRATE!!!
Mari mengundi, say to her. She's still eligible kan? But i heard postal votes have been 'posted' to Melbourne...
MELADY:
I have started writing again.
As usual, agift from my latest entry.
THE CHILD AND THE SKY
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the little child stare staright at the sky,
his eyes shouted to the sky a red stare of bile,
his tears reek hideous blight,
his lips whispered a truth not nay,
fisticuffs be the feast of this night,
as hurt reigns in the place of his smile,
something he thought the sky sowed in guile,
by hiding shines that are gentle and mild,
and bring forth storms that made all sacrosancts rile,
pointing to him a divine lie.
but,
the sky kept sporting a havenly smile,
that kept the soil under the child's feet fertile,
and chase hunger far from his mama's scullery,
by keeping the fire merry,
and making the stove proof its worthy,
so that what was once raw became a lovely fricassee,
that would make darkness say goodbye,
hence giving place to a lovely smile,
and calmed the heart of a sadden child.
Hi there, The Abdul kid told me about your blog while in Malacca yesterday. Say hello to your Mom and Dad. I am one of your Mom second cousin. Have a nice day.
dik....
bestnyer akak kite nak balik sini....
my mom cakap; what? what? what are you trying to say?
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