Meditating behind musky pages
submerged in the murky depths
of Marketing 101, flick
my finger upon tongue
to fli yet another
when a tap roused me to turn
and face a caramel macchiato smile
behind the tiramisu cheesecake.
– Written by Anntidote –



Whatever crashed you

You were able to move past it

That’s natural. We recover. We get damaged

And then we rebuild

I couldn’t rebuild. I don’t even think I want to rebuild 

I was shattered and maybe it was best to keep me that way. 


Sumayyah Jaafar Ali


Fast Pace

Standing in the middle of a huge crosswalk

In a huge concrete jungle

Where eyes are looking down and looking ahead

Hands occupied with a cup of Starbucks, cellphone, newspaper

In their own bubble

And I am still standing here

In awe

With a nagging question:

“Why can’t I fit in?”


Sumayyah Jaafar Ali

Pulau Pinang


From young, we harbour many hidden fear;
Sex orientation may not be clear.
Cupid pulls bow and shoots random arrows;
It is lust and passion, not love that glows.
Love garden demands patience to nurture;
Abuses and cheat are relate cancer.
Marriage is fearsome life time commitment;
Cohabitation is safe down payment.
Responsible care for constraints to work;
Without compromises, all go berserk.
For sad ending tales, resist tragedy;
History repeats without fantasy.
At turning point, marriage faces crisis;
The love bond will stick to prime promises.