Beholding you; A sun
with shine in your pocket
courage, your handmaiden
the battles that you have fought.
Understanding you; A puzzle
I try and tried to fathom
intricate, tiny pieces
making up the Ellyne kingdom
Lo! you stand; A queen
the blush brushed moon of night
whose rosy cheeks alight
with your tender-wonderful heart.
To friend and kin; A beacon
through bright dawns, sleepy twilight
the stalwart Lady who beckons
to the best of what's inside.
The printed words; A layer
to the petals, Ellynita
a lady that deems and holds
the pics de lumière éternelle
These words; A tribute
from seasons lies hidden still
an unworthy homage
to the Lady of rose and steel.
@baronhawk concoction 2009.
The Fourth Estate
- Friday, September 25, 2009
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Upon the ramparts
the fourth estate
debutantes of truth
handmaiden-ed by facts
walking the beat
step by step
upon sordid streets
honest and contrite
Guided by veterans
been there done that
passing down wisdom
in gentle lively spats
the final bulwark
a last defense
the tinder and spark
to society's conscience.
the fourth estate
debutantes of truth
handmaiden-ed by facts
walking the beat
step by step
upon sordid streets
honest and contrite
Guided by veterans
been there done that
passing down wisdom
in gentle lively spats
the final bulwark
a last defense
the tinder and spark
to society's conscience.
Words I Cannot Speak
- Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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I am what I am
nothing less nothing more
trying to understand
this fear that I wore
hiding in the midst
of hellos hi bonjour
lies a heart that beats
a soul for only you
words I cannot speak
this poison I sow
feelings that I keep
my eyes try to show
so far only this
is my lighthouse glow
hoping that the gist
would follow to you
my heart is a place
all made up for you
this harbour is safe
if only you knew.
nothing less nothing more
trying to understand
this fear that I wore
hiding in the midst
of hellos hi bonjour
lies a heart that beats
a soul for only you
words I cannot speak
this poison I sow
feelings that I keep
my eyes try to show
so far only this
is my lighthouse glow
hoping that the gist
would follow to you
my heart is a place
all made up for you
this harbour is safe
if only you knew.
A Near-Distant Chagrin...
- Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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There is a lark that sits
upon careworn shoulders
recalling the mind to wit
telemetry of past blunders
memory mind past-intersects
details missed connections
itinerary and vignettes
unscheduled heart-collision
dry docked ego's conceit
inundated unclear intention
an un-completed ship
a voyage un-undertaken
"I am as I was" he says "still"
trapped within self-prison walls
"nothing and everything" that fails
when push comes to shove all
but a little voice still sing
when "Little Miss Orchid" skips by
sigh ache wish dream
wistful of a conscious lullaby.
upon careworn shoulders
recalling the mind to wit
telemetry of past blunders
memory mind past-intersects
details missed connections
itinerary and vignettes
unscheduled heart-collision
dry docked ego's conceit
inundated unclear intention
an un-completed ship
a voyage un-undertaken
"I am as I was" he says "still"
trapped within self-prison walls
"nothing and everything" that fails
when push comes to shove all
but a little voice still sing
when "Little Miss Orchid" skips by
sigh ache wish dream
wistful of a conscious lullaby.
"Mana Setangginya?"
- Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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Sebuah puisi jawapan bagi satu pertanyaan mengenai sebuah pementasan berjudul "Mana Setangginya?"
Ellynita Lamin :
meneroka & menanya, "Mana Setangginya?"
Hazlan Zakaria:
"Mana Setangginya?"
Anugerah tuhan pada kita,
setanggi untuk semua,
nyawa nikmat rezeki dunia
berganding ajaran luhur fatwa,
sayang cilik disalah guna,
diolah dendam, rakus, haloba,
hebat manusia tidak ke mana
hanya mainan dunia fana
akhirnya tiada pasca
ajaran untuk manusia alpa.
Ellynita Lamin :
meneroka & menanya, "Mana Setangginya?"
Hazlan Zakaria:
"Mana Setangginya?"
Anugerah tuhan pada kita,
setanggi untuk semua,
nyawa nikmat rezeki dunia
berganding ajaran luhur fatwa,
sayang cilik disalah guna,
diolah dendam, rakus, haloba,
hebat manusia tidak ke mana
hanya mainan dunia fana
akhirnya tiada pasca
ajaran untuk manusia alpa.
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