I looked at the picture I touched that beautiful face
I saw something amiss
I paused and I discovered
It was the smile that didn't reach the eyes
I searched high and low
For that magic that is lost
There was no more inner glow
It was the smile that didn't reach the eyes
I spoke straight from the heart
Reaching the inner soul
Something was wrong from the start
It was the smile that didn't reach the eyes
Reaching for a comforting warmth
I recoiled at the cold embrace
It was the smile that didn't reach the eyes
I uttered a silent prayer
And braved the coming storm
I flinched at that cold eerie laughter
Coming from the smile that didn't reach the eyes
I sat in momentary silence
Contemplating what next to do
For the smile that didn't reach the eyes
Have claimed everything that once was you
Sunday, October 12, 2008
THE SMILE THAT DIDN’T REACH THE EYES
Friday, October 10, 2008
TOP 11 BEST EXCUSES TO AVOID GIVING DUIT RAYA
11 days on and we are still very much in the festive spirit. So I guess its not too late for me to wish everyone a Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Kain Batik Zahir Batin. :P Now, if your father is not Daim Zainuddin Bill Gates or if your name does not begin with Khairy and ends with Jamaluddin , I am most certain that you would've started to feel a grave economic pinch on your pockets from the shopping raya tak sedar diri expenses incurred in preparation of raya. Having said that, giving duit raya is perhaps the most unnecessary of such expenses as you are required to part with your money for a bunch of pesky random children. As such, I have compiled a list of legitimate excuses reasons that you can use on little children (and their parents) to avoid giving them duit raya..Especially now that we are broke and raya is still another 19 days to go.
Monday, October 6, 2008
SOLITARY...
Today I sit in solitary
Not knowing next where I will be
The path behind is filled with misery
The way ahead looks so dark and bleary
Today I sit here all alone
Not having a place to call my own
The past I thought was buried and gone
Resides in my heart and now it haunts
Today I sit in this confusion
Failing to chase away all the demons
My life was once filled with so much passion
They took it away and left me broken
Today I sit lost in my soul
Having reneged all form of control
Once before I was so bold
Now I'm just... so numb and cold
Today I sit without a clue
Not even an inkling of what to do
Never again will I believe in you
You've disgraced everything that I once held true..
TOP 10 THINGS THAT MAKES ME HAPPY
1) Having my private moments with God where I'm assured of His undivided attention for 5 to 10 mins, 5 times a day
2) Gossiping on the phone with Kim for hours like we are still teenagers
3) Forgiveness from my dad and realising that he is a pretty cool chap after all
4) My mom's smile
5) A hug from Izzurin.. a kiss from Haikal.. a chill out moment with Izzul
6) Long Facebook essays from one of the wittiest guys I have ever met
7) My car..
8) This blog
9) Finally getting the killer moves in belly dancing
10) The pristine smell and feel of a brand new book that I have been dying to read
*Note : the above is listed in no particular order.. it is called incoherent ramblings after all..:P
Friday, October 3, 2008
CLUBBING 101
Rina's guide to a nocturnal life of fun and adventure!! Over the last 6 months or so..I have become an avid clubber of sorts.. swaggering in and out of clubs (posh or otherwise) faster than you can say "Hilang mana pompuan gedik nih.." "What's your plan Saturday night?" Given my vast experience on the subject matter, I feel compelled to share with you my favourite sacred list of "observations" that will guarantee you a night of fun and adventure!! Enjoy! Having the same lead singer later approach your table, buys you a drink and tells you that you bear an uncanny resemblance to his dead ex girlfriend in a thick Indonesian buruh kontrak accent -NOT FLATTERING AT ALL!! Galliano Shots – avoid at ALL cost! Failure to take heed may result in temporary amnesia, severe loss of coordination, total shut down of bodily functions, lack of emotional control, lavatory-induced slumber spells and waking up in the deserted home of a mid-thirties widower..