Jokes
Jokes
Haha hehe hoho
We all joke
Jokey jokes all the way to Georgia
He jokes we join we joy
Hurray Hurray Hurray
Sing sing sing
Dance dance dance
Yea yea yea
We reach Georgia
The joyful Jokey reaches Georgia
“Oh No, I forgot my under wear…”
Haha haha haha louder and louder
“I’m serious, that’s not a joke.”
Written by Black Pea
6 April 2007, 11:02 pm
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Tearing and tearing
Once in a year we meet
a great chance to water our friendship seeds,
nurture;
and capture the beauty of it
Once in a year we chat
nights and days,
the stories never end
repeatedly we tell.
Once in a year we hang out
in the city we both familiar with
every corner we shop and chop
Heavens!we call it.
“We have nothing but TIME,” you say.
I enjoy
seeing the joy of spending money
in your face;a great satisfaction and fulfillment
A warm wish from you every year
You remember
when I was born
a present, a call or a message
enough to make me
feel on top of the world
I know you SO well
SO well that I can tell
something bitter something sour
something that we haven’t tasted before
torn between us
parted us.
Why?
I started to ask myself…
I know you so well
I’m afraid, afraid you try to tear our friendship-piece
slowly
without telling me…
Written by Black Pea
8th October 2006, 6.18pm
Once in a year we meet
a great chance to water our friendship seeds,
nurture;
and capture the beauty of it
Once in a year we chat
nights and days,
the stories never end
repeatedly we tell.
Once in a year we hang out
in the city we both familiar with
every corner we shop and chop
Heavens!we call it.
“We have nothing but TIME,” you say.
I enjoy
seeing the joy of spending money
in your face;a great satisfaction and fulfillment
A warm wish from you every year
You remember
when I was born
a present, a call or a message
enough to make me
feel on top of the world
I know you SO well
SO well that I can tell
something bitter something sour
something that we haven’t tasted before
torn between us
parted us.
Why?
I started to ask myself…
I know you so well
I’m afraid, afraid you try to tear our friendship-piece
slowly
without telling me…
Written by Black Pea
8th October 2006, 6.18pm
I am lost
I am lost in this world
a world seems alienated to me
don’t ask me about the weather, language and culture,
it is not my concern.
I almost lost with the people
they are lost; not knowing the reasons
I am lost; seeing they are lost
Here, they forgot U-turns
forgot where they should return
and STOP
They are lost
taken by frustrations;
led by irritations;
saddened by depressions
and defeated by hatred;
they are really lost.
I am lost when they are lost
I cannot be myself
to say with all my heart
to disagree or to deny
only burry in patience
I know
I am quite lost in this world.
Written by Black Pea, 13th August 2006, 4.30pm
I am lost in this world
a world seems alienated to me
don’t ask me about the weather, language and culture,
it is not my concern.
I almost lost with the people
they are lost; not knowing the reasons
I am lost; seeing they are lost
Here, they forgot U-turns
forgot where they should return
and STOP
They are lost
taken by frustrations;
led by irritations;
saddened by depressions
and defeated by hatred;
they are really lost.
I am lost when they are lost
I cannot be myself
to say with all my heart
to disagree or to deny
only burry in patience
I know
I am quite lost in this world.
Written by Black Pea, 13th August 2006, 4.30pm
For someone I treasure...
Angle
I drew a shape of heart
coloured with strawberry red
It represents the heart of yours
as sacred as an angel
I drew a shape of heart
as pure as water
No colour no dirt
Upholding wisdom always
Angle, you are my angle
I drew a shape of heart
runneth with love and care
proliferate around the world
and shower on the next generations
Angle, you are my angel
I drew a shape of heart
with a holy smiley face
purify the hearts
of the people around her
glorify by her beloved followers
and the unknowns
Angle, you are my truly angle
Written by Black Pea, 29 May 2006
I drew a shape of heart
coloured with strawberry red
It represents the heart of yours
as sacred as an angel
I drew a shape of heart
as pure as water
No colour no dirt
Upholding wisdom always
Angle, you are my angle
I drew a shape of heart
runneth with love and care
proliferate around the world
and shower on the next generations
Angle, you are my angel
I drew a shape of heart
with a holy smiley face
purify the hearts
of the people around her
glorify by her beloved followers
and the unknowns
Angle, you are my truly angle
Written by Black Pea, 29 May 2006
Mama
Time moulds her into fifties
she is only forty-three
But lines on her face
Like cracks on the arid soil, dull and waterless
Never give up, never growl
and never moan
Be a good mama-murmured herself
Papa rocking in the rattan armchair
holding a paper fan
fanning himself leisurely. Swiftly;
Mama sewing on the wooden bench
penetrating one hole to another
along the side of the cotton
droplets of sweats dripping down
lay on the fabric
Ah Sam, your kias would never know
Later marry an ang mo
leave motherland behind
you send him money
he gratifies you paper money
An aunty next door says
i hate this pak poh aunty
always speak ill of my brothers
Dawn. Sunrise. Sunset.
A routine with One hope, one wish
Mama peeps out from atap window
searching for the long-standing memories
her children sitting on the grass
catching earthworms;
ripping the dragonflies apart;
drained in the mud.
But where are you, my sons?
Mama missing you so much
Tears pool her face
as if she will die of weeping anytime.
Written by Black Pea, 9 May 2006
Time moulds her into fifties
she is only forty-three
But lines on her face
Like cracks on the arid soil, dull and waterless
Never give up, never growl
and never moan
Be a good mama-murmured herself
Papa rocking in the rattan armchair
holding a paper fan
fanning himself leisurely. Swiftly;
Mama sewing on the wooden bench
penetrating one hole to another
along the side of the cotton
droplets of sweats dripping down
lay on the fabric
Ah Sam, your kias would never know
Later marry an ang mo
leave motherland behind
you send him money
he gratifies you paper money
An aunty next door says
i hate this pak poh aunty
always speak ill of my brothers
Dawn. Sunrise. Sunset.
A routine with One hope, one wish
Mama peeps out from atap window
searching for the long-standing memories
her children sitting on the grass
catching earthworms;
ripping the dragonflies apart;
drained in the mud.
But where are you, my sons?
Mama missing you so much
Tears pool her face
as if she will die of weeping anytime.
Written by Black Pea, 9 May 2006
For someone I felt sorry for...
It is the first time
I feel so weak for you
speechless and motionless;
It is the very first time
I feel the responsibility
as a friend
to give you my shoulder and ears
to lean on and to be heard.
I cherish, appreciate and love you
and I care and never care less;
Because the truth never lies
you are the one
whom i want you to be treated the best.
Written by Black Pea, 2nd Feb 2006
I feel so weak for you
speechless and motionless;
It is the very first time
I feel the responsibility
as a friend
to give you my shoulder and ears
to lean on and to be heard.
I cherish, appreciate and love you
and I care and never care less;
Because the truth never lies
you are the one
whom i want you to be treated the best.
Written by Black Pea, 2nd Feb 2006
Friendship
We walked through the stormy seas;
struggled all the way to the right path
and still holding hands,facing challenges together.
Never so slow nor too fast,we are always on the same pace
though we are different in many ways.Eight years, our friendship lasts
and it will last foreverfor we understand how friendship plants and grows.
Written by Black Pea, 2 Feb 2006
We walked through the stormy seas;
struggled all the way to the right path
and still holding hands,facing challenges together.
Never so slow nor too fast,we are always on the same pace
though we are different in many ways.Eight years, our friendship lasts
and it will last foreverfor we understand how friendship plants and grows.
Written by Black Pea, 2 Feb 2006
I am shining in glamour,
You are glittering in radiance,your hair is reddish,and mine is brownish,
You say i am a rock-er,But I think you are even more,
Don't walk with mefor i am too hot,Don't walk with me
for you are too tall,Don't punk, Don't rock, and Don't crack
coz it isn't our style.
Written by Black Pea, 16 Jan 2006
You are glittering in radiance,your hair is reddish,and mine is brownish,
You say i am a rock-er,But I think you are even more,
Don't walk with mefor i am too hot,Don't walk with me
for you are too tall,Don't punk, Don't rock, and Don't crack
coz it isn't our style.
Written by Black Pea, 16 Jan 2006
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