Friday, 25 December 2015
a truth that arrives late
though it is weightless
though we know what is waiting for us
beyond the veil
the truth is never easy to be accepted
we tend to see more of white lies
and the veil remained untouched
say a word of white lie
you could never get the truth pass
but
when the dreams die
when the birds refuse to sing
again it is a new day
with a new found faith
and a new found adventure
and i know very well
you will never be mine...
it is as simple as that.
Thursday, 19 November 2015
well...it's ending.
on and on
like a slow song in a forgotten cafe
playing a story there...
alone under the little light
interchanged thoughts
mixed feelings
the story would continue
but the heart was flying away
to the land
faraway land
Saturday, 14 November 2015
I love you.
This is not a safe world.
We are not promised with tomorrow.
We never know what happens in the next second.
We could be dying.
But, we do have hope.
Hope for a better night.
Just tug yourself in.
And sleep the dream in.
The morning light will greet us warmly.
Keep faith.
Never live it like a waste.
Cherish everything around you.
And I want to tell you.
I love you, with every heartbeat of mine.
Tuesday, 10 November 2015
I'll wait for you.
even words failed me
how could I ever express such feelings
complicated yet
I could not let it go
admit it to myself
I was just lonely
too lonely to even admit it to myself
I have a lot of love inside my heart
but I am still yearning for that other world
another story that does not even have a beginning
maybe I just need another ten years
another ten years to wait for that mystery
it is long
no doubt
like a long movie
that could not wait to be unwind
I was just hoping for that story to start
out of nowhere
my mind is shouting out loud
insanity overflown
topped the floor
maybe and just maybe
you are waiting for me all along
Wednesday, 4 November 2015
again...I miss you.
Saturday, 24 October 2015
after thoughts
made me wanted to hold you up
in my memory
high up
so that I would never forget you
started to think of the impossibilities
started to pretend that I was the heroine
of another story
a lovely little one
that reminded me of the taste of rain
was I that desperate?
but, it seemed a story that began without even a writer
the characters were scattered in all possible ways
waited patiently for their turns to go onstage
all I would do
was striking the goals and hitting the bubbles
going all the way
intending for that one little wish
which included you and me
I was selfish
I knew
Wednesday, 21 October 2015
Sadness overload
We will never be complete again
Because we were broken once
Tears became inevitable
As memories came rushing back
We could never afford such wild ride
Flying down the memories' lane
It seemed lucky that we could still hold on although there were a thousand reasons
to keep us from fighting back
Why I keep holding on
to this miserable pathetic mess
that I made
I had long refused to listen
to my mind
heart may beat its way
Saturday, 17 October 2015
a moment
Sunday, 4 October 2015
Haze Is Still Here
agonizing its way through the clouds
zigzag lines left unspoken
ebbing away as we scrubbed it off, hard
it is here
still here without failing
scrawling and scribbling words
till we were out of breath
ill at hearts
leaned closer and you could see
lights went out
hear not a single wind
every breath is taken away from us
ringing in our minds
every day is this very word on our lips
Monday, 21 September 2015
well spent time with loaded memories
hard to say goodbye
indeed
two months
not long nor short
loaded with memories
and when I turned around
I knew
I left my heart there
with them
no matter how I will become
in the future
no matter what I will do
in the future
no one can take this away from me
the innermost feelings I have
and the slightly tingling feeling I experience
when they kindly smiled at me
when they brighten at me
I knew then
I have no regrets
I have chosen the best career ever
I wouldn't label it as "career"
because it is more than that
it is beyond that level
maybe you didn't realize
but
I'm touching souls every day
if you know what I mean
Friday, 7 August 2015
You will always be in my memory.
in your little spot of comfort.
I searched around
again
hoping that you would pop out and say
"Bazinga"
But, it was not to be done.
You was not in your usual spot.
You was not welcoming me with your tails
swinging back and forth
You was not there
when I came back home
How shocked I was
thinking that you only went away
but indeed
you chose to leave me at this miserable stage
I could not bear it
the thought of losing you
was unbearable
my mother's tears
echoed my grief
my father choked back a few words
but I could not bring myself to accept it
not now
not ever
I started to wonder
when was the last time I bathe you
when was the last time I walk you
when was the last time I hug you
when was the last time I kiss you
when was the last time I feed you
when was the last time I say goodbye to you
I miss you so very much
my dearest friend
my beloved doudou
I miss you
Where are you?
Friday, 17 July 2015
Silence would not help.
The fan kept a noisy beat
The instrument won't stop singing
Together
They protested against the inner thoughts
The reality hit me hard and cold
Blaming me that I should have known this
long time ago
But it was not how the writer turned the page
The story would never go like a fairytale
Nor go the way I wanted it
Because it was not my book
It's a book with every single life
Twister together
In a pathetic yet inseparable way
We wanted to fly
But the net protected us so
Until we forgot how it was meant to be
In the first place
Let's hope
For a better tomorrow.
Wednesday, 8 July 2015
some glimpses into you
懂了
我不该让自己陷入无底的潭
像是不允许自己有任何逃出的空间
难觅
空气
不足
空间
不应该是你给的
也不应该是
偷偷思你的空档
犯下了不该的应该
我该明白了
太多的拼图
小小的连接
一一搭建
当我狠心翻下那泪湿的一天
不懂的我
也该看得彻底
是时候
也该是时候了
Tuesday, 26 May 2015
a cute boy
she was sick
and i was worried
to get away
fast
he passed by
i barely noticed
pushing the trolley down the path
saying
I could finally understand the concept of overload
that was funny
i looked up
just in time
to see his face from behind
he was cute
and indeed
the trolley was fulled with things
i met him again
checked and paid
he was laughing with his family
playing pranks on each other
the black spectacles shined
above his smile
his face stick around
and when i turned around
he was already out of the page
and when i met him again
i thought wrong
both faces could not match
are they the same?
no idea
Sunday, 24 May 2015
The bakery
She held up her hand.
The sunlight escaped through her hand.
It burnt. Hot.
She hid herself under the small umbrella.
It was near. She could smell the sweet taste of bread.
Breadking.
She always wondered.
Why on earth that bakery was called as "Breadking"?
Why not "Breadqueen"?
Okay, no need to be hard on herself.
She always ended arguments in such manner.
She walked this way.
He walked the other way.
They met right in the middle of the path.
Breadking.
But, she did not notice him.
She chose some bread.
He lined up in front of her.
Checked. Paid.
She took up her bread.
He was already out of the shop.
They walked their separate paths.
It ended.
Had it?
Friday, 22 May 2015
How to write this book? Maybe, just maybe, you could tell me?
Tuesday, 19 May 2015
I love you, my dears

Friday, 20 March 2015
思念,不假,不换,不归。
空气中
满是夏日温暖的气息
载着
我对你
满满的思念
但
它绝不是冷冰冰的感情
而是
我对你
温暖的
真挚的
思念
愿你一切都美好
愿太阳总是为你绽放笑容
愿微风带去我的思念
吻在你的脸颊上
让你永远幸福快乐
Friday, 27 February 2015
I fall for you again.
Saturday, 24 January 2015
Reality was not long, just way too short...
in a daydream kind of reality
when my feelings can never
ever
pass through those walls
built by myself
what more could be done
and what more could not be done
in one word
gone
it was a simple truth
when you could not express
those inexpressible lines
when you could not love
those unforgettable ones
when your mind wandered around
without the fog
you still got lost
in the drowsiness you created
just in time to catch you
before you fall
and secure you
right in the middle depth of
reality
Thursday, 8 January 2015
headstand...
for the first time in my life
i realized
the world seemed so small
upside down world
and the rain kept tricking
but the music would not back down
i knew that
they drown not the thoughts in my head
but helped me cleared the mist
my mind seemed blur and clear at the same time
it seemed good
although the blood rushed into my head
in such a gush
that i thought the rest of my body was drained
fainting
but i would not back down
just like any other would
tackled it
beat it
until it
hit the same beat with my soul

