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Ship

A Ship Sailed to the Sea A ship sailed to the sea With a big box and enormous sail Water was calm and troubled and harmed But still the ship sailed as it should be A ship sailed to the sea With a big box for no one to see. 30th August 2013

The Missing Notepad

Running out of notepads ! I went to a bookstore To buy me a notepad Mine is running out of pages And now I need it bad! But they only have lined notepads Oh, how sad! So I ran and ran To the next bookstore And to another more And the more I ran My knees got sore! Still I am looking A new notepad without lines Empty white pages So that I can fill it with mine! 30th August 2013

Backman Reruns

Here's to my two year-old who  can't pronounce 'Batman' properly. No problem son, Backman's existance is no less real than Batman.

Snakers

Raindrops keep falling on my head

© Latfy A Latif after Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

I like it when it rains

I like rain When i'm inside Between this and that side Inside it's pain Outside it rained I like rain when i'm inside It makes me feel like the sky is praying Warm and quiet To look outside I like rain when i'm outside It makes me small and human And in pain Rain - it washes the pain Away again I like rain when in pain When will it rain again I like it when it rains. 20 August 2013

Random Thoughts

Late night Doodle

Friday Doodle

A doodle made during a phone call

Hoping for a smooth journey

Kota Bharu to Kuala Lumpur 8 hours is ok 7 would be better 11 is bitter Up the mountains Down the hill Through palm trees,  straight on highways Sunny Thursday, cooling rain Let's pray for a smooth journey,  and all my organs to be in harmony. 15 August 2013

Cempedak di luar pagar

Waktu kecil kita melastik Biji kelapa, tin dan plastik Redah paya dan belukar Panjat dahan dan akar! Sekarang segala sudah bertukar Kebun denai sudah berpagar Sungai jadi longkang bertutup lumpur Tapi bagaimanakah, - kenangan masih subur! 13 Ogos 2013

Back pain!

Ahh back pain! I feel old already!

Ketupat

My sister asked if i could draw her some ketupats for her school's Raya invitation card.

Time to Read

Time to Read! © Latfy A Latif A good book makes you float Everywhere whenever Above the clouds inside a boat Drinking coffee under the tree Or next to the lamp where you can see Thank God for the alphabets Learning them was hard, but I have no regrets Sentences come alive they really poke me in the eye Words are wonderful sometimes they can fly They make you chuckle, at times you'll cry Stories get told new and old And when things get intense, make sure they're bold 7 August 2013

Jumping Joy

Selamat Hari Raya!

The Missing Link

Everybody should write a poem, or doodle a sketch. Everyday or once in a while. But regular is better. When we were small, the first thing we do was not to write, but to draw. We remember songs, and poetry - not the statistics of war. We were happy with crayons, and pencils and white walls. But when we grow up we were told they won't bring us money to happiness, and to be doctors and engineers instead. Or teachers or department heads. And maths became important, together with science, and biology and grades, and exams and failures – no one is going to tolerate. The future is bleak with a crayon and watercolours, but is made of calculators and set squares and rulers and norms. Technology is important, so we ditch pencils and papers and became friendly with the mouse, and lcd screens and dvds and tvs and modems and engines and vending machines. Where have we been? So far we've seen. It is sad that only kids get to receive crayons and papers, and magic markers an

An Idea Is

A book full of ideas! © Latfy A Latif Ideas began with a simple thought They float and stir  and shake off those that are not It will glow and grow until you can't ignore it And keep coming back like the first time you saw it It can disturb a sleep Or threaten with a sweep And leave you uneasy In quiet times or when you're damn busy! But a voice told me to open the door For ideas to enter, they knew no floor Grab them by the tail Tie them down like they're in jail Let them speak to you and listen like a glue And jot them in a your ideas book And let them fly again to others they spook! 5 August 2013

A friend is

(A poem for my son) A good friend is a person Who never pushes you around He likes it when you're happy And wondered why you're sad He shares his thoughts Even if you don't like it Because he wants you to know That even a friendly sun melts the snow He's there on your climb And never leaves when you fall A friend is ever so kind Even if you're short and he's always as tall. 5 August 2013

Selamat Hari Raya

Doodling

Doodle anywhere With what you have Scrap papers, pen and marker Black and white Absence of colours Give it a go Then will you know How wonderful it is Oh doodling is bliss!

What Makes a Little Boy

A boy and five petals © Latfy A Latif Five petals make a flower Rainy nights mornings start slower A little boy wakes up it didn't take a while For him to giggle and began with a smile Mornings are short and days are long Longer than essays but shorter than a song Flowers smell nice melodies that follow Reminds me of everything bright and yellow I'll always love mornings and rain that mingles A nice sweet song and little boy's giggles. 1 Aug 2013