I am exceptionally loud
I am exceptionally expressive
I am exceptionally alive with music
So what does that really mean?
Defining December 5, 2009
Sorry June 3, 2009
You are too nice
While I don’t care that much
I am sorry
You deserve better than this
Beyond All Reasons May 30, 2009
All the fights that we’ve had in the past
It’s not a matter of who to blame
But a lesson to accept and respect our differences
It makes the love we’ve nurtured
Grows stronger and stronger
Let us treasure this moment
When we take our vow
To unite as one flesh and spirit
To cherish every moment we will spend together
Be it good or bad
To love beyond all reasons
It’s a dream that we’ve dreamed together
Of a house filled with joy and laughter
Where the children grow up with hopes held on their hands
And peace resides in their hearts
A beautiful dream it is
Let us treasure this moment
When we say out loud
The one sweet promise to each other
To stay together even when things go sour
And life seems bitter
To love beyond all reasons
*A poem for Magha’s wedding. May your marriage be blessed and everlasting =)*
Final Moment April 28, 2009
If you were at the brink of your death, how would you spend your last moment on earth?
I am standing near to the door of transition
To the untold stories and unknown lands
Of lingering souls that never come back
A one way door
I am holding my last breath to see the frail world for one last time
Start to love the life I was hating yesterday
And see the beauty that comes along with misery
I am stepping into the door of transition
To the untold stories and unknown lands
Of lingering souls that never come back
A one way door
I am staring at your face as my eyes opened for one last time
See a smile that hides unspoken voice of your mind
I simply smile back as things slowly turn into black
Something Called Love April 19, 2009
It’s
the same morning sun
the same plain train ride
the same routine in the office
I wonder why people are fine with their life
and able to draw a smile on their faces
while I am bored with mine
There must be something missing
something unseen yet resides within
something called love
I peep through the window
and steal glances at you in another building
We then secretly talk by papers and markers
Oh what’s wrong with me?
It’s
the same morning sun
the same plain train ride
the same routine in the office
But I can’t wait to get up and dress my best
I rush up the staircase to reach the office
and prepare to see you
There must be something tickling
something unseen yet resides within
something called love
You throw some funny jokes
You make me look foolish in front of everyone
but I am happy with it and laugh at myself
Oh what’s wrong with me?
There must be something beating
something unseen yet resides within
something called love
– inspired from a video. click here to view –
Looking Into the Past March 26, 2009
Lord, you are such an expert in slipping the unexpected twists into life.
A Chat with A Blind Lady March 23, 2009
A blind lady was standing
On a train in a trip to town
Holding a stick with her right hand
I came with curiosity
Asking her whether her dream is as fanciful as a TV scene
This is what she said
Dear young lady,
My dream may not come in colors
But I won’t let the darkness takes my dream away
I was confused with her words
With some wrinkles on my forehead
With an open space on my mouth
Soon I caught the hidden meaning
Found myself smiling, admiring on how this strong lady lives her life
Thanked her for her words
Dear young lady,
My dream may not come in colors
But I won’t let the darkness takes my dream away
Yeah
I won’t let anyone
I won’t let anything
Takes my dream away
=)
Disclaimer:
This is just a fictional story. Indeed, this writing was inspired from my meeting with a blind lady on a train yesterday. However, I did not have the chance to talk to her as the train was crowded. Heehee =P
The Darkest Hour March 21, 2009
A jiayou for everyone 🙂
Sometimes, a problem lies in front of you
Sometimes, it takes more than an instant to work on
You work your way until the night falls and
The proud grey moon smiles arrogantly at you
When the cold wind creeps into your bones
Remember this, my friend
Don’t you stop toiling through the night
For the darkest hour is just before dawn
Sometimes, things aren’t as easy as it seems
Sometimes, you feel what you’ve done doesn’t make things better
Like you’re trapped in a narrow dark tunnel
Walking endlessly, hoping for a way out
When you can’t see the end of the tunnel
Remember this, my friend
Don’t you stop toiling through the night
For the darkest hour is just before dawn
You’ve gone so far
You’ve fought so hard
Why would you give up?
Why would you quit the game?
Don’t you stop toiling through the night
For the darkest hour is just before dawn
Banananana =P
I came up with a silly song (yeah, kinda talented to be a songwriter =P) while I was staring at the little monkey in this photo.
I want banananana
I want banananana
I want banananana
That I can eat
I want banananana
I want banananana
I want banananana
For my next meal
LOL!
Beyond the eyes.... 