Of Chinese New Year and Poetry…

Yes its that time of the year where the streets of Kuala Lumpur would be so empty that you can sleep on them. The Chinese New Year always reminded me of things that are only of red but the season of happiness and luck that follows through with it….Well, I have been trying to get some nice shots since its Chinese New Year but the only shots or pictures that I took this year was the Thian Hou Temple located at Bukit Seputeh in KL.  I was there last week but the lights for 5 thousand over lanterns were not lit up as they were planning to get  it done on the 5th of February but since I was there yesterday, the main square lanterns were not lit up as there was still works going on and I am guessing that since today is the eve of Chinese New Year, everything would be lit up but I am not going today to shoot the temple. Well, here are some shots that I took last night: 

  

  

  

Well for more pictures of the Thian Hou Temple, click 

HERE

Anyway thats for the pictures part, I am so happy to know this person, she is one excellent poet, really love her style of delivering the poems that she has written. I was privileged  to take her pictures at the recent OMG ! Its a Party that was held at the Dram Projects last few weeks… She is Sheena Baharudin and here is a shot of her:  

And this is her poem that I loved…its very passionate yet has a strong message in it….

The One Who Got Away

 

I was waiting

My feet are glued to the earth that has now turned into

thick liquid of sunsets

This earth,

that used to be my rock

was now the quick sand that would not

let me go

let me breathe

let alone let me leave

For I now remained cursed for the sins I thought were real.

So here I am

waiting for the one who managed to get away

and regardless of how thin was my skin

and regardless of how my conscience told me I was right

I defy the voice in my head and told my ego “i am not giving up on this fight!”

Coz I know.

So there I was,

remained cursed for the actions I thought were fully justified

waiting where these tears that continued to stream

tasted of nothing but the bitter sweetness of your lips

and these lips felt like nothing but the silkiness of you in between my hips

Wasnt I the one who had left you?

Werent you the one who finally let me go?

Coz if I am right

then why are these arms of mine

dead, dry and asleep for as long as I am here?

I remembered how you brought me back to life

And I remembered how my limbs moved like they’ve never moved before

they were alive,

and I know.

Coz they reminded me of how your touches and caresses

sent me to cosmological big bangs of anything and everything

where accidental bursts of euphoric blisses and

caramel raindrops exploding on the tip of my tongue

dripped with honey and milk and whatever that remind me

of your colours, colours that absorbed the shades of dusk and dawn

I was exploding with silent screams and pleasures that could only be

ecstasy raining on me over

and over

and over again

And that is when you would calm me down

with the embrace of your universe-like arms

they are endless,

scattered with divine constellations

that revolve around the beatings of your glorious sun-like heart

and even when I am secretly afraid of the dark

when the nights came, I seek for you

my brilliant shooting star.

But wasnt I the one who had screamed and shout?

Werent you the one who had shed tears and chose to never reappear?

Coz the wind kept on smelling of and reminding me of nothing else

but your salty ebony hair underneath my nose

and this hot clammy air doing nothing but kissing my toes,

before moving up the crevices of my feet, up to to my calves, thighs and

up to the temple of your goddess, who used to be me,

my temple where you used to worship,

follow

and swallow

I was the Divine, and you were the Worshipper

we made each other new and meaningful

I was there because of you

and you knew exactly how much I needed you

And I know exactly how I much I still need you

I know exactly how much baby

Oh I know.

But here I stood in the blistering night

and here the seconds crawled across me like thick lazy serpentines

and here I stood,

defeated by Time,

waiting for you to come back to me.

 

Well,  for more of her writings you all can click HERE 

~Later Days~ 

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