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	<title>El Meon Klahiko</title>
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	<description>I Wrote What I Write, I Write What I Like - With A Jeng!</description>
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		<title>Endless</title>
		<description><![CDATA[endlessly endless, &#38; endless in between
although it ends &#38; meet, infinite it seems
it bounds the spirit, yet cannot be seen
when I look at one, I see the other
each reflecting the others color
their hue, to the other is due
twin parallels, separately together
opposites against, but facing each other
endless &#38; endless, endlessly forever
like 2 lovers, forevermore apart
but linked [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=485&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/10/05/endless/</link>
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		<title>When playing with fire; prepare to be burned.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[the jub jub bird trills its tune of forbidden delight
Suddenly snatched by desire&#8217;s ire claws in mid-flight
its heart heavy, belied by how its soul is light
O gloriously hideous Jabberwock
you walk the walk
&#38; talk the talk
oh how tall you seem, with a big bad black suit
oh how well off you be, with a big shiny car [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=475&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/09/30/when-playing-with-fire-prepare-to-be-burned/</link>
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		<title>feo es hermoso</title>
		<description><![CDATA[if truly beauty is only skin-deep
does it mean we are all ugly underneath?
if so
could into our soul we let it seep
or should our blade of identity we sheath?
&#124;

beauty is skin deep couldn&#8217;t be farther from the truth
for what we see are but masks;
secluding
deluding

of what we truly are inside
of what we want to show
&#38; what we [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=471&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/09/28/feo-es-hermoso/</link>
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		<title>The BIGsmalls</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Green sliver blades
Earth and snow parts
Strength in vast glades
Humble it departs
&#124;

White softly they sail
Oceans blue &#38; naught
Of dreams they prevail
Belief is what is sought
&#124;

Red in all of its hues
The dawn engulfs darkness
Hope will then be perused
Hitherto despair shall burst
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		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/09/17/the-bigsmalls/</link>
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		<title>Other Half of a Half</title>
		<description><![CDATA[They’re the waves on the ocean
that makes the sand soft
But also the breeze in the open
that keeps dreams aloft
Like the soundtrack in the movie
more like felt rather than heard
Yet sometimes they’re the story
practically the cream of the custard
They fire the hearth in coldest winters
for warmth, and more vitally the light
But other times they’re cool lagers
that [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=459&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/09/14/other-half-of-a-half/</link>
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		<title>Strawberry Sipper</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Slam a knife in my shoulder
I&#8217;ll help it to dig in deep
oh I will bitch about it later
when the blood starts to seep
but use my knife
please &#8211; use my knife
a darker-than-black red color
but for you, it is sincere
adding to the palette of  your marionette
&#38; then smoke a cigarette
just because of how a strawberry tastes afterward
sweet [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=361&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/09/13/strawberry-sipper/</link>
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		<title>oh if a eff a</title>
		<description><![CDATA[jauhku dari pangkuan halaman
namun tikaku rasa keseorangan
tidakku sangka
padaku datangnya nyanyian
halus dan mulus, walau tak pasti kan ia kudus
tidak gelap atau berbayang, namun tak juga ia terang
yang pasti hadirnya terutus berdepan terus
&#8216;kankah ia tinggal selepas datang, ataukan kabur menghilang
Oh lagu yang tenteram
kepadaku
umpama pisau teramat tajam
ke kalbuku
mencuit jauh di dalam
tanpa meluka
atau mencedera
kesannya, tiada
maka..
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		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/09/13/oh-if-a-eff-a/</link>
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		<title>Prosaic Mozaic Path</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I realize
the millions of lil&#8217; valleys in the sand
are imprints made by another man
every lil&#8217; trace has its own place
its echo there even if replaced
tho each step is repeated
each path is emphatically unique
like how each individual is separated
while each is inexorably linked
to tread the track taken infinite times
but never twice done on the same line
is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=441&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/06/15/441/</link>
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		<title>Penumbra</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Through the ever swaying trees
I see the silhouettes of a million leaves
the clearest dark of night&#8217;s
illuminated by the impostor&#8217;s spark of light
Aren&#8217;t we all but refractions of each other
Shining only of luster from another
but for me tis only when we hear our shadow&#8217;s overture
will we truly comprehend our own true nature
Colors in the dark*
for want [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=435&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/05/28/penumbra/</link>
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		<title>The Minute Minute Minuét</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Nigh would I deduce to be brought low as upon this ladder&#8217;s rung
Unrequited &#8211; Nay! Uninitiated even &#8211; for the melody&#8217;s too young
Requiem of a sudden soothing song, never even sung
Drowning in a peaceful suffocating sensation
A seething thirst searing to burst in confrontation
Lullaby of chivalric debauchery: bought &#38; sold
Incapacitating bodily yet liberating to the soul
Languishing [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=meonjeng.wordpress.com&blog=3781396&post=444&subd=meonjeng&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://meonjeng.wordpress.com/2009/05/24/minute-minute-minuet/</link>
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