My K500i Sony Ericsson
By my side it will be when i need it.
By my side it will stay, let be it.
My weapon,my armory,my unsung hero it is.
My bloody Sony Ericsson K500i truly it is.
When shes gone,its e only meant to contact her.
This small gadget,small machine,small phone.
Even when she is wif me so near,
This small thing,a camera,a memory,a phone.
Never expect a small machine could be so great.
To connect 2 people so close yet so far.
Although her voice i will sense and will hear,
its gd enuff to know i can still hear my dear.
Other than connecting me to my lovely deary.
My K500i oso play a part in my daily lifestyle.
An alarm it will be in e early late morning dew.
A photo and music it will be as i view thru those screw.
Not sure if i will abandon my unsung hero,
cause this is my 1st camera phone since LCD phone.
For 3 long years and counting wif e flow,
im stil wondering if i wld change to a new modern handphone.
Even thou Bill handphone kadang2 melambung,
i can still manage my bill and stay wif me u will.
SMS sometimes continue sampai tak ade sambung,
it all worthy cos i got 500 sms free deal.
My K500i Sony Ericsson.
So the ulu,so the old,so the 'dah karat'.
My k500i Sony Ericsson,
thanks for being wif me and thks for all those surat.
(Tgh boring pat umah asyik tengok Handphone je for this past
few days. Main2 gambar,klau tak main2 record music..haiz...)
-Sir Azmi The Modern Rusty Knight in Rusty Armor and a K500i
My Past and You
(Been down to memory lane at EC and here i am..=)
Remember those days when i used to bully u?
Remember those days when i disturb u?
Remember those days when i irritate u?
or just remember everything i did to u.
Its hard to accept and hard to understand,
when last time i wuz totally craze and not ur fan.
Back then we are just like normal frenz,
but now looking back,time is like a pile of sand.
Sand of times without knowin the outcomes,
our inner feelings divided us like a big shield.
We were young and immature back then,
never think much and never think deep.
Still remember those times in class,
where u were so into basketball sport!
or still remember those 1st few dissed,
when ppl though u wore pants' like a dork?
And me however were so the typical Mat,
wif an accent cum lame funny speech,
all attired in tappered pants' and brown hair,
also not to forget all those weird class shriek!!!
Those were the times we were so different.
Only by sense of friendship we were bond.
Now all grown up and i have learn,
i want u to be wif me and not be gone.
Last tyme by one arm length we were separated,
now, holding u close warms my lonely heart.
Last tyme u and ur belief i nvr respected,
now,i just like to look the way u really are.
"Look at this photograph,
everytime it do makes me laugh.
This is where i went to school,
cos it aint like nothing i got to do."
Courage ,to tell and explore our fearless fear,
Love,a hard singular noun yet endless.
Hope,for u and me to achieved for the best,
and Trust,the Key to all relationship that will always last.
Thus here and now is where we are,
trying to shape a new bond between us.
U and me has a common thing to agree,
For Courage, to Love,Hope and Trust.
-For You and Only You-
(damn i cld be so emo sometimes....i hate dat..well...)
Key to Success
We all have a common goal to share.
That is to aim and to achieved.
But fuck it and cos no one really care.
as we are all selfish and i will repeat.
Life seems like a waterwheel,
forever going round and round.
and Sometimes we just like the wheel,
may sometimes break down.
At those times, i always thought.
my wheel will never run smoothly again,
But eventually it picks up pace,
And its revolutions is starting to gain.
Remember those times of emotional breakdown,
Alot of us will tink the day is gone,
Usually it is filledwif many cried,
With no apparent reason of where n why.
Damn mammals and shitty species we are.
Hard to predict and hard to conceive.
Damn those feelings we human are to have,
cos no one really dare to give only recieved.
How Soon will we get it together?
to go on living this aimless life?
Well,You take it 1 day at a time,
n look ahead and see what u can strive.
Time and time again we do failed,
but hey,What nvr kills u make u strong.
Learn from mistake and what i've said,
Success is nvr meant to be short but long.
Look ahead and ahead u may go.
Look ahead and find the road of success.
Look ahead when all else failed.
Or just read this poem if ur life is in a mess.
Down i go wif my speech.
Its up to u to walk the the path u need.
I may be dick and lil i can teach,
but im the guy wif the word dats gonna feed!
Why Poetry Not Rap
(The meaning why i prefer poetry to express oneself)
For as far back as i could remember,
poetry have always interest me greatly.
Its wonderful and yet expressive,
for me to create and for you truly.
It is as wonderful as Fall,
yet translated in the heat of summer.
I will not heed anyone's call,
for poetry is perfect in every way.
The synchronisation and speech of e rythemic phrase,
i always recalled what ryhmes and wat not.
Poetry for me is just the basic in this case.
but Still i cant bring myself to the beat of the day.
Aeons and ages have yet to passed,
since i posted my last poemetic trace.
Today i will start again n nuting else,
just to let my mind talk in term of sense and grace.
Thou free oneself from thy streesful mind.
Thou free myself from my hectic boring day.
Let free urself by reading this,
at the end i would want to hear what u haf to say.
Why poetry and not rap.
Read my mind and u will noe.
Why not rap but poetry,
Both are good but i got nuting to show.
Done is done,my day has now gone.
Night came,sunset and the cat purred.
When ur ever had that feeling of being alone,
i hope my words has sumting to stirred.
Poem it is to touch ur heart,
yet ur so far but seems so near.
Words will be built like the house of cards,
1 wrong move and it will be in tears.
Yet the end is not near,
im still able to embrace myself to u.
For watever dat will come sooner and dear,
All this words are meant fer u.
Walk And Nvr Look Back
And now Sir Azmi walks on this darken street,
never knew where to head or where to scream.
Was always cold but the feelings seemed to hold him like spell,
nothing much will gain after the day he's been through hell.
Released from the gaping wounds of worried and fear,
the feelings he had was express thru cried of tears.
So sorry,so sad,so infedel she made me like dat.
Guess thats life for in a darken street wer we've met.
True love was found abused in a single month.
Cant believe things seemed so true but actually so fake.
Now im gone and fuck u cheap bitch frm planet whore.
I guess those words u said is now no more.
Guess ur cheap enough after im gone so fast,
i dun need u anymore cos ur more like a rat ass.
Get on wif my life and wif this poem so ryhme.
Cos bitches like u are not worth my precious time.
2-timer, backStabber,big liar and a serious bloody Fool,
This so darken street are just so full of u.
I learn my mistake and i will nvr turn back,
but in memory i will remember this dreadful day.
Too much aggresiveness in this poem,
but its just words of what ive experienced.
Too little time left for me rite here,
to find another streets so bright and near.
Never Knew where those bright streets were,
but i hope one day i will find it so dear.
Those darker streets i forget and im glad,
and now i walk and wil never turn back.
Forget me not...
Day by day,hours by hours and time after time.
The moment we cherish will stil be in my mind.
Forward the day and bring up the gd ol' time,
whenever ur gone i always noe u b fine.
Cant see u in this world or the next,
but i noe thinking of u make u so near.
Never receive ur call or a single sms,
i understand u have find ur lovely dear.
I dun have to slightest appetite to eat,
cos missing u and losing u make me sick.
Believe it or not i cant seemd to take it,
forget me not whenever u like it.
U are one weird girl i ever known.
Weird in a way so sarcastically and really fark.
Measure the length of the earth,
and dats the number u got for dat damn remarks.
"U have to take it like a man..u haf 2 take it lyke man"
dats wat my fren used to say dat to me...
but bad things happen when i follow my fren.
So i say "forget me not,u damn son mother of pig"
Haha...i laugh out loud at my wining prize.
For banishing u and ignoring all those shit!
But then i think bout ur underwear size,
unwashed,smelly and how i hope ur head fits in it.
Well here is my last phrase b4 i say gdbye.
"Forget me not in this world or the next"
"Forget me not when i say begone and fly away"
"cos once im gone i dun wann u 2 miss me"
The Pain We Love
All those face-off we received,
And all those kick stomping our faces.
The penalty and scrum we conceived,
is nothing more than just another message.
We came, we conquer, we rule.
We lost, we injured and learned.
We will play the game not like a fool,
but instead with agressiveness so full.
Remember the time when one of us is down,
we were there as a team to help.
And remember the time we lost and frown,
but after the game we cheer and clap.
The best moment and time we have,
is also the memorable events in every game.
When we saw someone fall we laugh,
but then again we once fall the same.
Remember The 10km of running and sprinting,
it was a suffering and a torture we ever had.
Now i look back and understand,
the excersice help us frm getting fat.
Thanks rugby for teaching me the meanin of pain.
Now i will try to inflict it on others!!
Thanks my coach for the extreme training.
The cramp, the bruises i juzt love it..
Dedicated to the IVP Rugby (Combined ITE)
The Negativity Of Life
I always walk forth and never turn back,
the error i once did is now history.
I rethink my life of wat i've lack,
just a story n just a fable in my memory.
Yes, i did mistake like evryone,
and yes i once did love someone.
But the negativity in me,
always trap myself frm being free.
Freedom is something u cant buy with,
and it isn't something to be trifled with.
Freedom of the mind is a gift,
so think positive and dun leave.
U noe u dun wana be hurt twice.
A scar in ur heart is not worth the living.
When there is silence i heard ur cries,
but i search and ur nowhere 2b seen.
Freedom??? Mistake?? heart break??
Experiencing it is just a part of the Negativity.
I will have noe it for ur sake,
just to learn the path to maturity!
I once ask myself why we behave this way??
Till now i just dunnoe wat to say.
I hope i can say this if i may,
"The Negativity of Life" is just my way.
Azmi Says
Well this poem is kinda weird 4 me cos i took 3 days to think and
write it down. Damn at last i finish it.