Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Banging on heaven's door. Let us in.
Your voice, soothing, an open door
Your deep breath and sighs, enticing me more and more
I walk through those pearly gates
where our imagination, the key to a truth that eludes and waits,
unlocks a wild river that flows through our heads,
our hearts and bodies, oh the magic it creates
Leading one another through each other's thoughts
and all the wars we've shared, all the battles we've fought
disappear in primal love.
heaven is not hidden in the stars up above,
It's not blasphemous to say its where we found it first.
Heaven...it's here within us, intertwined between us.

I rambled rambled rambled at 6:18 AM

Monday, December 24, 2007
Random thought of the day. (things i tell myself)
Smile like you mean it.

I rambled rambled rambled at 1:38 AM

Sunday, December 23, 2007
Shine bright
Starlight by Mumm-Ra

I'm so in love again
I'm walking endlessly
I'm wasting all my time
I hope you're listening
Write sometime soon
I miss the sight of you
I miss the way you move
I miss the pain you cause
I miss it all because
You made me feel

Starlight our local inspiration
and, Goodbye
I hope hope you had the best time tonight
Tonight, Tonight

Get up before my time
Go back to sleep again
Got nothing else to do
Than hope I dream of you
At least these dreams seem real
I'm going mad again
The TV makes me cry
I can't be here no more
I have so little time
To find my way

Starlight our local inspiration
and, Goodbye
I hope hope you had the best time tonight
Tonight, Tonight

And Starlight our local inspiration
and, Goodbye
I hope hope you had the best time tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight

I rambled rambled rambled at 3:25 AM

Saturday, December 22, 2007
A dead life.
Let us pity those who have passed
They will miss the joys of life
Abused as a child, bullied in their class
Reared a naughty boy, married an abusive wife.
An invisible figure in the crowd,
Like a ghost floating through the world
Face pale without their addictive stout,
Dead in bed with paid for girls
Let us pity those who still live on
Let’s look forward to passing on.

I rambled rambled rambled at 2:39 PM

Comics are fucking awesome!

Funniest man alive. Kris Wilson. Go check him out. His strips have got to be the funniest shit ever. Either that or I have a very twisted humour. But we all do don't we? GO CHECK HIS SHIT! It's fucking hilarious! Another one is Sticky Floors but you gotta read it from the start of the series... It grows on you and you realise its another funny shit. You hear me people? Go check these shit out. If you have a sense of humour, these will appeal to you. If you don't... well... fuck off, sucks to be you.

Can you tell how lonely and bored I am. I'm connecting to the world through comics. I'm not a comic geek. I just feel so... alone.

HA-HA! You fell for that! man the simpsons fella that invented that laugh is a genius. I am really bored though. Enjoy my gifts of linking other people's works

I rambled rambled rambled at 12:38 AM

Thursday, December 20, 2007
Rain, again and again
Whilst we sleep and laugh and play
the heavy rains darkens the sky and chills the air
making your smile that much more brighter
and your touch warm, I can't help but stare
Dare I thank the rain for trapping us in
for drowning away the rest of the world, I dare
Dare I promise you that all we need are in that room,
with rain flooding everything else outside, I swear.
May heavy rains traps us every year again and again
In our own little world my love, we belong there.

So I love my weekend, I hated my real weekend, I'm dreading my coming weekend... and I'm hoping for another weekend. S, hope this doesnt confuse you. Thanks S, rain, eusoff hall and mac and cheese for a marvelous 3 days. Hari raya haji.... back in muar, my grandma's bed empty. It feels really weird. Anyhoos, looking forward to paying my bills and watching I am Legend and just being back in SG. This is gay but I'm rather fond of cooking. Fucking stove took its own damn time and fucking ants pissed me off by stealing my 8 other piece of drumlets... sigh, my lovely drumlets. Note to self (and significant other): shall not over buy food. or at least remember to store them away quickly and safely away from the fuckin ants of the world... jackants!

Was I the only one who felt something when the rain poured heavily outside our window?

I rambled rambled rambled at 12:21 AM

Sunday, December 16, 2007
hopes of sun and raining disappointments...
Do hopes rise like the sun?
bright, blinding and grand
will it set into the horizon?
while your feet's stuck in sand.
If it sets will you wait til tomorrow?
for it to rise again.
what if it leaves you feeling hollow
like when the sun rose then rain.
would you cry if you knew
that the hopes you had are flowing down the drain.

I rambled rambled rambled at 11:26 PM

Friday, December 14, 2007
Do absence really make the heart grow fonder?
I suppose I'm beyond complaining and bitching about how crappy Malaysia is right? What i need, is a nice good puff. This is random but I feel like a cartoon character who has a lil rain cloud following me everywhere. Striking lightning whenever I do anything stupid. Like I said, random thought.

Hold on my heart, just hold
keep calm, just keep calm learn to control
the fire don't let it burn
love is waiting let's wait for our turn.
We found our mate my dear passionate soul
just hold on my heart, just hold.

I rambled rambled rambled at 12:39 PM

Friday, December 7, 2007
The moon is up, the tides are high
I feel the tides crashing against me
stripping me from the surface down
The tides of change its hard to see
you peel the top layer and below is still ground
smoother it'll be, what's hidden shown
but will it show that I've grown?
I feel the tides of change crashing against me
Its taken away my sad story, it's given me back my sanity.

I rambled rambled rambled at 3:28 AM

Thursday, December 6, 2007
Photoshoping wonders



Roll your mouse over the pic above. Was bored the whole day. This behaviour is typical me during the typical holidays. Ok, gonna run off to bathe and buy some ice creams for the loved one. :) Fucking hell I'm hungry!!!!!

I rambled rambled rambled at 6:42 PM

Wednesday, December 5, 2007
These tears are my escaping hopes
A crystal drop in the corner
my tear shines and glimmers
This beautiful thing sliding so softly down
It's hope is what it is, crashing to the ground.
Bit by bit its stripped away
bit by bit I'm losing my way
Where will you be when it's all gone
Who will I be when I am reborn.

A cynic, a saint, a wandering fool?
The devil himself or just one of his tools
A martyr of sorts or will I still be me?
Only more lonely and aimless and empty.
Who will I be when I am reborn
or will I not take the next step, beyond passing on
decisions I must make, with my mind sound,
before my beautiful tear, my hopes, crash to the ground.

-But how, in the midst of anger and confusion and pain
Can any man, ever not go insane-

I rambled rambled rambled at 2:26 PM

Tuesday, December 4, 2007
O Dreary Eyes
Good lord, my dreary eyes
The darkness around them
they spread with each goodbyes
We're stuck in lil' bedlam
With touch and ears and words of lies,
These eyes of truth, both sad and lonesome.

Sleep not for fear of dreams unsound
and fear that by sheer will power
and with hope lost and regrets found,
we'll rouse no more from this eternal slumber.
No, my eyes and I will be the night's hounds
To guard and growl and wonder.

The heart is broken and the soul, empty.
The mind confused, the body weakened
I trust not the emotions within me
Lest my eyes themselves have spoken
In tears or strain, sorrow and pain more clearly
where love and joy, were like the toys of heaven.

My dreary eyes
how you so aptly fathom
how it feels when love drowns
with a single drop of tear
I trust only you to know me
If only you could see heaven.

I rambled rambled rambled at 7:43 PM

Saturday, December 1, 2007
7 and 9 are the new 18 and 20
What kinda world we living in where 7 year olds and 9 year olds know about gays and lesbianism, talk about the weirdness of an 87 year old man who's going out with someone who's young enough to be his granddaughter (18-19). The world has become a creepy fun place to live in.

I rambled rambled rambled at 3:48 PM

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