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Retaliate 09 July 1996
is paradise such a good place as claimed
or just a hoax to trick people to go for that aim
how to prove it is true
perhaps only stubborn and silly fools will do
where to gather concrete evidence
wait like an idiot for providence
how to ascertain if the facts are reliable
preaching sounds unconvincing and unreliable
stop painting rosy pictures in our minds
we maybe gullible but we are not blind
save your pretences and quit your false disguise
for there will no longer be blinds for you to misguide
spare us your so-called righteous teachings
and bitchings
we need take none of your lies
we will live our own lives
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Route 16 July 1996
i wonder
when will i stop suffer
the heavy workload
decade and more of studies
when will i be able to party
celebrate the finale
more problems surface
career options i'm to face
a brain wrecking process
prospects of a wife
to start our own family of ideal five
a pain-staking search process
the joy of holding my sons
so heart-warming and so fun
a long-awaited process
such a typical route i'm to undertake
should i try or forsake ?
a stressful decision process -
Sad Life 04 May 1996
i live a forbid life
full of apprehension and lies
pain, agony and morbid fear
but who is willing to lend a listening ear ?
i watch the world unfolds
revealing friends and foes
it echoes with hail and kill
sadistic savagery make me ill
i see through the masks people wear
here, there and everywhere
they treat you with false sincerity
action so repugnant and devoid of humanity
i witness the atrocities people commit
slaughter, slay, murder, rape and other unspeakable things only
an insane mind can permit
bathe in blood and feed upon the dead
a devilish and macabre mentality filled with hate
i see the way life is ran
my heart bled, ached and wrenched
a crazy pattern stretching to the never
neverending journey to forever
i shout into space for an explanation
the day Earth is born after an explosion
unfortunately, all i receive is emptiness
destroying any hope of finding a solution to this madness
i just had to come to grips to the facts
join the majority fad
dreams and ideals are squashed
perhaps to be relived slowly in later years with a sip from Orange Squash ? -
Sanity 12 Apr 1997
a term for healthy in mind
but how is it defined?
to follow what normal beings do
and obey the regulations and rules?
what if acts like battery, incest, kill, murder, rape, rob etc are
practised in our everyday lives
typical routines of proportional size
will beings still call such acts sane
or label them as insane?
methinks sanity is a precedent set by beings ourselves
no definite correct path as most religions sell
so open up your microscopic eyes
sane or insane is for you to define -
Search 04 Jul 1997
which lady will love a man from the darkside
blinded to the light
and understand the man's inner struggles
darkness to conquer
which lady will save a man from his lake of fire
away from his Sire
and accept the man's foolish mistake
evil path he has chose to participate
which lady will marry a man of anguish
he vows to extinguish
and believe the man whose twisted past
he promise to cast
which lady will?
and till the day she is found
the man will continue to wallow
in pain and sorrow -
..... This one ROXXX!!!Originally posted by sohguanh:Sad Life 04 May 1996
i live a forbid life
full of apprehension and lies
pain, agony and morbid fear
but who is willing to lend a listening ear ?
i watch the world unfolds
revealing friends and foes
it echoes with hail and kill
sadistic savagery make me ill
i see through the masks people wear
here, there and everywhere
they treat you with false sincerity
action so repugnant and devoid of humanity
i witness the atrocities people commit
slaughter, slay, murder, rape and other unspeakable things only
an insane mind can permit
bathe in blood and feed upon the dead
a devilish and macabre mentality filled with hate
i see the way life is ran
my heart bled, ached and wrenched
a crazy pattern stretching to the never
neverending journey to forever
i shout into space for an explanation
the day Earth is born after an explosion
unfortunately, all i receive is emptiness
destroying any hope of finding a solution to this madness
i just had to come to grips to the facts
join the majority fad
dreams and ideals are squashed
perhaps to be relived slowly in later years with a sip from Orange Squash ? 
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Serial Killer 06 Jun 1996
he strike on every thirteen of each month
loose and easy women are his targets as he hunts
he has a mission to complete
rid the world of wantons on heat
he believe he is the executioner
butcher them in style like a practitioner
he takes great pride in his job
cleanse the filth from the behaved lot
such is a profile of some typical serial killers
who firmly think they are the messiah and healer
you may say they are crazy
but sometimes the logic behind their killings made some
sense in reality -
Sick 17 Jun 1997
a decayed corpse
infested with maggots
they worm in and out
of every nooks and crannies
bustling with activity
they feast upon the residual flesh
and when there is none
they cannibalise each other
a survival of the fittest
a fit description of our society
society of the sick -
Sick Faith 14 Feb 1997
claim you are the only one
you sicko
on what grounds do you have the right
force your beliefs on us outright
you just want to expand your base
make us your slaves
we ain't gonna fall into the trap
lying rat
stop your tricks on us
we are not your target you arse
seek your luck on others
and hey dun forget their mothers and fathers
twisted, perverted misguided soul
our nemesis and foe
we believe not in what you say
lies and cheats to extend your stay
what great miracles as you promised occurs
only pain and disappointment for us to suffer
so why have faith?
better to be in the grave
than to hear you rave -
Soccer 21 Apr 1996
a sport i adore
always crave for more
alas! present soccer scene
the way it's run, a sin
players robbed
supporters hot
money flows
tears roll
major transaction
blatant dehumanisation
vicious circle
survival cycle
soccer is now a sport
nothing but a carcass full of rot -
Soul 24 Oct 1996
crying and wailing
my heart
spinning and circling
my head
twisting and turning
my mind
burning and raging
my brain
cursing and swearing
my soul
i hate you so! -
Suicide 23 Aug 1996
Suicide
the only way out now
Reside
in ourselves it can be found
Despite
the disapprovals and frowns
Must fight
bury their advice underground
Confide
to the Master of darkness and sound -
Take Your Life 13 Sep 1996
the route to ply
various methods to apply
one way to die
blow your mind
give it a try
you will feel high
leave the world behind
kiss your miseries good-bye
heed the advice
salvation you will find -
They 21 Sep 1996
dark are their hearts which brandish me their nemesis
foul are their mouths which spout rubbish to me
malicious are their writings which reeks of condescension
evil are their minds which plot for my cruxificion
blinded they are, brain-washed by beliefs
no more truth can their eyes perceive
pity they, the stubborn fools
insist to eat rice with forks and noodles with spoons
they are trapped deep
no logical reasoning into their common sense can seep
guess they are destined to be blind
a twisted bond they bind -
The Trip 04 Jan 1997
bright lights
night activities in sight
pub fever
beer guzzling people
well-endowed their women
great tits and deep cleavages - unbelievable moments
big build their men
good blue eyes the trend
well-mixed races
sizeable proportion of Asian faces
the late nite crawlers
aborigines dwellers
innovative shop-front designs
road-side parkings and neon signs
wide roads and stylish cars
fast-food outlets not too far
the all-you-can mania
pizza, KFC - eat-all-you-can
super session in arcades - play-all-you-can
$8 three movies - see-all-you-can
liberal attitude to sex- shocking
strip joints packed with wolves howling
sex shops with peep shows for appetizers
posh brothels for the sizzlers
nite scenery at King's Park - fantastic
the panaromic view from the top - majestic
the close company
assault from the chilly winds accompany
Bursewood Casino
enriching place to go
an emperor's treat to their croupiers and dealers
insomnia nites for the players
the place
for sex and gamble forays
the trip
really make one flip! -
Unholy 13 May 1997
i feel so unholy
crave for perverted glory
see the crucified clown on the cross
nailed to the wood by my boss
blood shed for our sins
the most bloody stupid idiot i had seen
sacrifice in vain
mind gone insane
i piss at your silliness
i swear at your foolishness
i want to desecrate
let evil be glorified and proliferate -
some of your poems can make it to the Dead Poet's Society Forum...and maybe you will be able to get more feedback there oso, if dats wat u r looking for la...
not dat i dun welcome your poems here, just dat i tink they shud get more exposure? Means I think they are good hehe 
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SUSHI FOR TWO
I want to be the seaweed that rolls you up.
Will you wrap yourself round my clumsy body?
Can you stand those bright sea urchin eggs on
me?
Loving you I have to love them too-octopus,
cucumber, crab fillet and all.
Countless rice rolls of the past return to haunt us.
Plain tea or sake? Feels like the choice before a
thousand crossroads.
Reaching for you where you are soft and chewy I
hit the hidden spikes.
Claws of the soft-shelled crab-like spider legs-
playing for love?
Shedding layers of clothes you stop as if
shuddering.
Nearing the coiled core is like touching some pain
deeply buried.
With no idea of how I taste my rawness drives you
away.
Your natural pungency, hot and mustardy, hurts
me too.
We fall silent, laid out side by side on the dish,
like strangers.
A word or two perhaps but my stomach feels
queasy with old grudges.
When love is no more evening meals are mere
consumption of matter.
When home is no more maybe only the soul of
clams will give shelter?
From different cities we came, with different
winters behind us.
We enjoy each other's bright hues but what keeps
up apart?
I chew slowly, digesting your deep sea fibre.
You go still in the noise as I melt on you tongue. -
what will i do to make you see me
the dim light amidst the other beauties
what must i give for u to see
and know the one true me? -
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..... A cannibal known as Ned
..... Ate potato crisps in his bed.
..... His mother said "Sonny"
..... It's not very funny
..... "Why don't you eat people instead?"
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..... PASSION
I will not die an unlived life
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire,
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible,
to loosen my heart
until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise
I choose to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me as a
seed goes to the next blosssom
and that which came to me to blossom,
goes on as fruit. -
That solitary feeling.
That lonely grasp of
a night lost
to cheap noodles
boiled slowly
over
a gas cooker
stained by years
of tears and neglect.
They said Golden Years
I think he meant
Olden Tears.
Let's go home.. -
CB....monster pop out!!Originally posted by LazerLordz: