Thought of the day

I thank whatever gods may be / For my unconquerable soul. / I am the master of my fate / I am the captain of my soul. ~William Ernest Henley, Invictus

Government's promises are like the Ringgit, they depreciate with time.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Lazy Noon

The shower is on,

As the sunlight slipped through the windows,

And hit the tiles on the floor.

Looking at my shadow amidst the glow,

While hot water sprayed upon my torso,

And trickled down to the drain faceplate.

This tranquility soothed me

On a hot Labour Day noon


Anonymous said...

Cis! happy lah you now.. reunited di. Now can write poem di lah! :P


Gnu said...

Aise, I fail as a poet. Can't you see it's a sad poem? Hahahaha...

gibson said...

u're gg to burn urself with the hot water with this hot weather.. haha..

Gnu said...

gibson: yalar, the weather is so hot that I do not need to switch on the heater to get a warm shower:p getting use to the climate here, less and less pimple breakouts, haha.