I lashed my anger with absolute authority,
often towards someone younger than me,
I’m older than them thus my firm stand,
alone in position against my friend.
I know I hurt those near me,
I feel regret consuming my day,
I feel sad afterwards eventually,
because nothing more painful than lonely Sunday.
I feel wrong for the things I’ve committed,
usually in a form of a dream,
a dream of smooth transition into another scenes faded,
living forehead sweat in grim.
I feel afraid of losing respect,
I feel afraid of losing money,
I feel afraid of losing family,
I feel afraid of losing status,
I feel afraid of losing friends,
I feel afraid of losing credibility,
I feel afraid of losing creativity,
I feel afraid of losing morality,
I feel afraid of losing courage,
for I deny the idea of eternity cage,
discouragement eats your life’s page.
I know when I’m wrong when I heard this bell ringing,
in my head I start to feel afraid of something.
Ellokhai is a Bruneian blogger, an enthusiastic rhymer and an amateur photographer based in Bandar Seri Begawan, Brunei Darussalam. He spends most of his day reading newspaper or dating his guitar. His blog’s content is a pie of arbitrary topics, touching on insensitive issues relating to the youth of Bruneian lifestyle with a slice of poetry, a little salt of inspiring pictures and a plate of sincerely motivating advise.