the end of 2009

new year's eve by Alistair Chong

looking back
on a year
heartbreak and happiness
tears and laughter
work and play
night and day
i'd do it all again
here's to next year
we'll see you then

every day

how a sun by Alistair Chong

how a sun
can rise
again and again
never ceases
to amaze

some dreams

fabricate by Alistair Chong

dedicate
a part of my life
into something
a world may never see

birthday

a mother's son by Alistair Chong

mother
always there for me
cherishing me
in her arms
mother
always loving me
thinking for me
praying for my best
God, i pray
she'll be blessed
bless her heart

a to z

go by Alistair Chong

here
always something to do
these shoes
will go somewhere today

kinds of days

friendships by Alistair Chong

always a time
to share with you
friendship will always be
cherished anew
so don't forget
when we've left
five years behind

birth

Christmas by Alistair Chong

christmas
we celebrate
the birth
of God on earth
come to love
and to be love
that is God

hypes

she is eve by Alistair Chong

eve of a day
found all over the world
we'll see
snow on trees
anticipating
a celebration
differences will be aside

round the corner

no one by Alistair Chong

well
well
there's nothing to really
do at all

shot and gone

slumber by Alistair Chong

apartment
city high
turns into good times
people you hardly know
but it's all good
half gone happiness
all around

slow slow

battery by Alistair Chong

never repeated
creates addiction
i guess that's why
you get hooked on life
a battery at a time

mavellous

a city by Alistair Chong

sun is high
city bright
reflecting through us all
pavement talks
and footsteps walk
through a life

back when

rewinding by Alistair Chong

enjoyable
tastes will change
phases of CDs
forget and not slow down
so nostalgic

maybe i should

oh right by Alistair Chong

a week before Christmas?
never realised
the hype
never got to me

creative decline

marsh by Alistair Chong

slowly growing
less enthusiastic
slowing down the pace
of monster effort

works

enjoyable by Alistair Chong

new people
in a new environment
things are good
laughter
jokes
and a bit of work
makes for some good times

long long long long days

edge of interest by Alistair Chong

so
what
should i do
now?

10 years from

who really knows by Alistair Chong

result arrives
do i even care
getting what i want
is good enough
future decided
we'll see where i'll go

endless days

whatever i want by Alistair Chong

well
passing time
is a good way
to pass the time
getting rid of seconds

only words

never achieving by Alistair Chong

a goal in life
always set
never reached
that's going to be changed

blank so far

well.. by Alistair Chong

general thoughts
i guess will prevail
until some kind of
event comes into place

dollar notes

this is money by Alistair Chong

money
makes the world go round
asks people to work
do things they don't need to
and give up dreams

completely gone

shrouds by Alistair Chong

well
totally forgot
what transpired

don't miss the bus

well i see by Alistair Chong

time to wake
at earlier times than now
or i'll keep on missing

academic and general

working now by Alistair Chong

work
it's not so bad
a kind of good feeling
to be using some mind

watch this back

every time by Alistair Chong

now
there's really no belonging
no more bother
can't really care anymore

a bit like

that feeder song by Alistair Chong

hanging by
needing some comfort
there's always some in sound
good good sound
always can take me home

apparently

not great at all by Alistair Chong

i guess
decisions i'd make
will end up like so
in a front garden
washed up
not the best feeling
i should admit

right

relaxation to the max by Alistair Chong

much to do
at all
no there is not

pension

we will by Alistair Chong

time to see
where i want to go
what i want to be
these few months

not so crazed

really by Alistair Chong

boredom
ensues
in comparison

welcome home

home sweet by Alistair Chong

real sleep
real food
real bed to sleep in
some things are better at home

early night

there it goes by Alistair Chong

well
what a stay
no regret
loving every minute
of a house
shared
with those i love
friends
too good.

cool indeed

later by Alistair Chong

so things get a little
crazy up here
don't worry
we'll see you later

still out

feel by Alistair Chong

3 am
it's a good time
to sit
talk
lie
stare
dream a bit
talk about it
dream some more

gladiators

epics by Alistair Chong

there will always be
epic music
ringing through my ears

missed

here again by Alistair Chong

back again
of course i'll be
back in a lazy world
of nothing
it's amazing

temporary

back home by Alistair Chong

hiatus
in a crazy style
some calm
in chaotic times
to try

this life

so good by Alistair Chong

star wars
football on a screen
screaming through the night
laughing in the morning
asleep in the afternoon
this is the life

don't need

i forget by Alistair Chong

here goes time
i forget
who cares anyway

here we are

good times by Alistair Chong

beach and sun
tennis and TV
music and fires
friends and life
too good to miss

when?

craze by Alistair Chong

no sense of time
a little bit crazy
you won't hear a lot
i guess
sorry for the short short letters
but it's too fun out here

sorrento

time to go by Alistair Chong

hey there freedom
a new day to wake to
smiling, shining
i'm off to the seaside
where i'll be free
more than sand in the wind

so long school

the end by Alistair Chong

there
gone
thirteen years
are left behind
a strange strange feeling
creeping into my veins
sad, but carefree
it's time to go
liberation calls

excitement

less than by Alistair Chong

one day more
we can sing
a feeling that will be
so liberating
like birds from cages

maximising

things by Alistair Chong

words
rules
a lot
to memorise

is it really

God i love by Alistair Chong

france france
sing your songs to me
back to sleep i'll go
through Parisian roads
not a study i'd rather do

long times

how to remember by Alistair Chong

some dates
still remembered
some forgotten
but we shall see

last one

final by Alistair Chong

now that there's
only one left
the sight on the end
is fast approaching

too far

ages ago by Alistair Chong

well still back
in days where
we'll find
some kind of memory

looking forwards

weeks by Alistair Chong

i see now
not many days are left
for the freedom
to win me over

chemistry

probablies by Alistair Chong

not knowing
exactly how it goes
sure there's a general
feeling of okay
but i know
i probably didn't

tomorrow

always missing by Alistair Chong

papers
have been done
nothing left
but frustration
at the missed chances
calculated and finished

study

things you don't know by Alistair Chong

a repetitive
kind of motion
lots of waking
dragging the notion
through my head
over and over

timing

left it by Alistair Chong

some sort of project
embarked on
in this procrastination

a language

English by Alistair Chong

every word
on every piece of paper
that was ever written
in blue and black
and trailed by red ink tracks
lies here

away they go

see by by Alistair Chong

a line or two
suffice
days forgotten

thought

things we forget by Alistair Chong

there's a life outside of this
music shining
through the light and dust
of pen paper and all between

alright for tonight

keep keep by Alistair Chong

the end is near
high and by
we'll be flying
and ending this old old life
sick tired and done

so

some kind of by Alistair Chong

at this point
there was some kind of thing
some kind of night
where tight eyes
saw nothing
but inside

cuts

lacking by Alistair Chong

a point in time
where words
need not always
rhyme

all things

not behind by Alistair Chong

four lines
not much to say
just some words
in cyberspace

between the test

there by Alistair Chong

you know what
sometimes there's a point
where we all crave love
a touch, warm, deep
quiet words floating through
the light fragrance
that bewilders and comforts
everyone does

specialist

finally here by Alistair Chong

commencing
always some kind of beginning
to the track to the end
painted lines
seem like an age

before

big ones by Alistair Chong

trying not to count
the amount of sleep
there is left
until it descends upon us

ism

escape by Alistair Chong

maybe
i'll rest my head
find safety in my bed
and forget the rest
for now.

numbers and what

here she comes by Alistair Chong

running
running in
finding ways
of keeping it sane

track

don't lose the by Alistair Chong

making sure
days are counted
the names of each
i remember
because friday comes soon

counting

sooner than late by Alistair Chong

frantic
realising
time isn't so cheap
speed
in the writing

no more

differs by Alistair Chong

no waking hour to set
just a conscience
tapping on my sleep
in this semi new life

all the good times

Good Old Scotch by Alistair Chong

so
the final day
of lives we knew
a pang of pain
on reminiscent pews
as the final songs are sung
and passed is the legacy
of those gone before

will be missed

class of by Alistair Chong

final bell will ring
and find us the ending
of a life we knew so well
routine and rhythm we felt
all are a part of the past now.

there

who we are by Alistair Chong

traditions
will never die
will always be
a signpost of our lives
who we are and where we're from
will always be
a part of us

on and on

final pages by Alistair Chong

beginning
one final week
counted in moments
and the breath we lose
reminiscing on old times

oh they

they call to you by Alistair Chong

vague memories at times
can surface and pry
searching for some air
breathing unaware
that someone knows out here

probably i'd

dreams i'd know by Alistair Chong

so far back
that not only does the day
twist and weave
to evade
it never returns

coming to

end of a life by Alistair Chong

so many lasts
final things
filled with
things i should've done
things i never got to do
but there's only forward to go

hey there

searches by Alistair Chong

sometimes
things are not all worth
the pain we go through
we try
to swim through dirt
in a fruitless search
for more

things going by

lesson by lesson by Alistair Chong

something about
doing things the right way round
i'm gonna miss
something about
the way things work round here
i'm gonna miss

catching my breath

finals by Alistair Chong

there isn't long
sadly
can we make the most
of every time
we stand around
laugh and laugh

changing

the time by Alistair Chong

you can make up time
fake the lines
pretend the moon shines
in the afternoon
but the sun will never change

wrong ways

needs by Alistair Chong

well i see then
more than pretend
and other words
we know how to say
can you understand this

long to go

forward on by Alistair Chong

short lived
are some bouts of relief
far too quick
feelings leaving swift
there's still a thousand
a thousand more miles

l'examen

c'est approfondie by Alistair Chong

the clock has begun
ticking by one by one
shall we talk?
issues and problems
solutions that solve them
or asking the law
merci beaucoup
si vous avez pu
qu'est-ce que vous auriez fait?

dryness

j'attends by Alistair Chong

this is me, lying in wait
my dreams are talking to me
french in passing their way
tomorrow keeps on staying
c'est l'heure

le

examinate by Alistair Chong

cramming a week into a day
have you ever tried
i think at this rate
a couple days should be fine
but coming soon enough

sometimes wrong

which to where by Alistair Chong

getting hard
to fill in the blanks
don't know which one
goes where

blanc

they should by Alistair Chong

funny how
they don't really matter
maybe to turn away
or hold it up
but things don't really matter now

mocks

studies and what by Alistair Chong

well its time to cram
break them up into little pieces
and soak up what i need
tomorrow tomorrow
some say are more than just paper

repetition

music like that by Alistair Chong

on repeat
saturday afternoon
sun washing on my desk
is how it should be

Fall by Kepano Green

There's a new wind blowing, it's blowing open a door
And I'm seeing clear now, visions of a world I ignored
Now it might sound crazy, after all I've been through
But I think I'm ready to take my chances with you
What else can I do?

'Cause you cut to the place where I hide away
And you're breaking the stones in my wall
Never thought I'd ever be caught by surprise
Look at me fall

So lead me on now 'cause I don't remember this road
But the place we're going feels a lot like coming home
We'll be there before long

'Cause you cut to the place where I hide away
And you're breaking the stones in my wall
Never thought I'd ever be caught by surprise
Look at me fall

Now I never saw it coming
And I didn't have time to run
Never thought I'd ever be caught by surprise
Look at me fall, look at me fall

'Cause you cut to the place where I hide away
And you're breaking the stones in my wall
Never thought I'd ever be caught by surprise
But look at me fall

I was so sure I'd never be here again
I thought I had tasted it all
Never thought I'd ever be caught by surprise
But look at me fall, look at me fall

last holidays

other things arising by Alistair Chong

nearing the end of ends
so many things we leave
untended, unkept
to find that maybe there isn't
that much time

sociaux

beneath the love by Alistair Chong

sitting in a room
listening to the sounds
telling me what i do and don't
and how it'll come around
paris might be calling
just not the right way
looking past cathedrals and lights
back alleys and dusty lanes

there's also

no bothering by Alistair Chong

alright to see
some faces i haven't seen
for some time
not so good the context
coming back to school
and the impending doom

coming soon enough

glass will show by Alistair Chong

not long until
coming to pass
are the windows to the future
a glimpse, a flash
of what i could expect
or find

i thought

things being useful by Alistair Chong

well another week
seems to leave no trace
of any significant path
at this rate
there seems like
no good end while it lasts

half or not

that kind of feeling by Alistair Chong

in a state of
barely being there
might be listening
but not for too long

NWE

fountains of by Alistair Chong

celebration
good feelings fill spaces
warms from the inside
and keeps the dark at bay
there's nothing more
in a friendship
than gold

instrumentation

ideologies by Alistair Chong

sometimes you don't always need
to have the keys
to open doors and gates
to enter the right place
it's all humanity

to change

who i want to be by Alistair Chong

drown myself in numbers
or find pages in history
opening the minds of the heartless
who do i want to be?
too many ways to go
not enough passion to know
someone take my hand
show me

BL

futures by Alistair Chong

on the screen
plays a part
inspiring me to be more
to be bigger than i am
to take a challenge
use my hands
be the best.

can't be

motivate by Alistair Chong

paper backs on wood
hard covers on the table
turning pages over
looking for some motivation
maybe not in this book

after

morning sight

aftermath
of lights and sound
buzzing up in my head
blurry eyes into sun filled skies

winston

brothers by Alistair Chong

i never chose you, i never wished a wish
i didn't do a thing
but here you are, twenty one strong
twenty one gone
what can i say, nothing other
than thanks for being my brother
you are here for me
God's gift
i cherish preciously

ginza

in the night by Alistair Chong

some nights

you know

you love your friends

they keep you on your feet

let you fly

but make sure you're grounded

life is good.

string

what you miss by Alistair Chong

there are lights that i am missing
sounds i'm running past
without so much as a glimpse
there are sights alighting
all of which won't last
but still, we look for them somewhere

faded dates

things you can't change by Alistair Chong

you can say anything
and anyone would forget
chasing forgotten things
in a world where we regret

memoir eyes

dreamery by Alistair Chong

words are easier to find
when memories unwind
and pick themselves out
of the ropes
entangled in my mind

you know i forget

limited always by Alistair Chong

i find that
we're finding more time
between waking hours
closing eyes
searching for super powers
in a different world

fool

yeah right by Alistair Chong

foolish thoughts
though they were right
always making resolutions
too far past the new year
and now they
break
break
break

infinity in my mind

seats by Alistair Chong

so where we sit
determines how we see
how we see
chooses the men in our minds
and talks inside my head