I am exceptionally loud
I am exceptionally expressive
I am exceptionally alive with music
So what does that really mean?
Defining December 5, 2009
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 –
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
Move On March 17, 2009
I am writing this for a friend who has been sad about a broken relationship. Cheer up, my friend!
It’s time to move on
I’ve learned my lesson
I’ve learned from my mistakes
Your smile is always the sweetest
You are no longer mine
It’s a sad truth
A sad moment, indeed
It’s time to move on
I gotta be strong
Be a better person
Life won’t be the same without you
I will treasure every moment with you
And smile over it someday
It’s time to move on
Life will be better
Yes, it will be better
This is not the end
In Your Silence February 21, 2009
The world has witnessed million deaths and we will face it ourselves one day. Yet the mystery behind death remains unknown and we keep asking the rhetorical question whether life after death does exist once a soul departs from the flesh. Curious I have always been. Sad I have always been to witness the deaths of my loved ones. That’s how the poem below is inspired after.
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In Your Silence
There you are
Without a breath
Without a soul
Here I am
Wishing that you would come into my dream one night
To calm the major storm in me
To tell me that you are alright
Would you like to tell me the freedom from the earthly fleshy bars?
That you are embarking on an exciting journey ahead
So I would no longer be sad
There you are
In your silence
In your stillness
Here I am
Wishing that I could reach your soul to let you know
That you are always in my heart
Even without your presence here
Would you like to tell me the life beyond the grounded wooden box?
That you are happy living in your dreams and sweet memories
So I would no longer worry
Captivated February 18, 2009
You come with your shirt tucked
You put your stuff in order
Before you grab your morning coffee
A simple guy that every girl would adore
And here I stand in awe
As you walk pass by
Captivated
You notice me one day
You begin to talk to me
Carry the conversation quite well
Get me interested with all your stories
And here I stand in awe
As you give that smile
Captivated
You are a gentleman
That respects me from head to toe
You surprise me by telling the truth
That you feel the same way too
And here I stand in awe
As you stand by me
Captivated
Oh I am captivated
Oh you are captivated
A Park Story February 14, 2009
It was a park, high on a hill
Green and shadowy it seemed
The journey began there
He took her there to have a talk
A supper of bread, tuna and biscuits
And he couldn’t stop the tickles in his heart
The trees and the stars were the witnesses
He took her there after a fight
Apologized for the mistake he made
And he realized how much he loves her
The trees and the stars were the witnesses
It was a park, high on a hill
Green and shadowy it seemed
The journey of ups and downs
He took her there on her birthday
With the cake he baked and her gifts
And he asked the one question he had
The trees and the stars were the witnesses
He took her there after a long day
Shared the intimate moments till dawn
And he wished the love to be everlasting
The trees and the stars were the witnesses
It was a park, high on a hill
Green and shadowy it seemed
The journey did not end there
Hesitation January 31, 2009
You popped the question
Waiting for my answer
Putting all your hopes
Putting all your dreams
But I was silent
Without a word to say
Blushing all over
No answer given
‘cause, baby
I don’t wanna waste my time with the wrong guy
‘cause, baby
I wanna get it right this time
Sad smile on your face
Your turn to be silent
Trashed away your hopes
Trashed away your dreams
And we stopped talking
Worried and uneasy
You were in despair
I was hesitant
‘cause, baby
I don’t wanna waste my time with the wrong guy
‘cause, baby
I wanna get it right this time
So I thought over it
To find my answer within
To see your smile again
To start anew with you
‘cause, baby
I don’t wanna waste my time with the wrong guy
‘cause, baby
I wanna get it right this time
‘cause, baby
I love you
Beyond the eyes.... 