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
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:
The One Who Got Away
I was waiting
My feet are glued to the earth that has now turned into
thick liquid of sunsets
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 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,
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