Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
20 is
when glasses aren't rose tinted anymore,
sunflowers and tulips are no more,
when reality hits
and death is no longer an unlikely
awe.
sunflowers and tulips are no more,
when reality hits
and death is no longer an unlikely
awe.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Plain Jane
Jane, she's no ordinary thing, Jane
And He's no ordinary God
Taken from a musical my friend wrote/directed
And He's no ordinary God
Taken from a musical my friend wrote/directed
Friday, December 11, 2009
My nature Psalm
Canopy rustles
Sunshine draws smile on her face
Her fears no longer.
Praise the Creator
That hills can dance in beauty
So beyond measure.
Sunshine draws smile on her face
Her fears no longer.
Praise the Creator
That hills can dance in beauty
So beyond measure.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Predictably unpredictable
Morning;
sunshine comes around
perfect for the kites
After;
lightning thunder storm
think I'll stay inside
This post is for 18th November
sunshine comes around
perfect for the kites
After;
lightning thunder storm
think I'll stay inside
This post is for 18th November
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Be a little crazy
Be a little crazy
Once in a while;
Maybe tomorrow
I would run amongst the stars;
Perhaps today
Hope will descend from afar.
Once in a while;
Maybe tomorrow
I would run amongst the stars;
Perhaps today
Hope will descend from afar.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
两年过后,
面貌有区:
以前一览白色
我们的
所谓”医院“,
如今有山有水
有鱼有花,
连名也变。
但
感情依旧:
"A"水准之当而
同样的
苦读气氛,
读已滚瓜烂熟,
如此无奈
都感受过。
而我
有区 or 依旧?
离开毕竟两年
应该有
长大一些,
或许漂亮一些,
但心底下
我,还是我。
今天的93号巴,走着熟悉的路线,感觉却格外的冷若冰霜。
以前一览白色
我们的
所谓”医院“,
如今有山有水
有鱼有花,
连名也变。
但
感情依旧:
"A"水准之当而
同样的
苦读气氛,
读已滚瓜烂熟,
如此无奈
都感受过。
而我
有区 or 依旧?
离开毕竟两年
应该有
长大一些,
或许漂亮一些,
但心底下
我,还是我。
今天的93号巴,走着熟悉的路线,感觉却格外的冷若冰霜。
Saturday, November 14, 2009
School's out.
This year, it
Lacks the euphoria
of before.
Somehow, it
Doesn't matter to me
anymore.
This year
This last-day-of-school.
This post is for 13th November.
Lacks the euphoria
of before.
Somehow, it
Doesn't matter to me
anymore.
This year
This last-day-of-school.
This post is for 13th November.
12.11.09
It's not like
she will eat you up,
or fight
for your heart.
This post is for 12th November.
she will eat you up,
or fight
for your heart.
This post is for 12th November.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
I <3 Bread
From mantou to prata
Croissant and ciabatta
My love for thou
Extends across nations
Beyond appearance
Colour regardless.
Croissant and ciabatta
My love for thou
Extends across nations
Beyond appearance
Colour regardless.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Fridays, Deconstructed
For Friday, 6 Nov 2009
Ah! Them Friday nights
When deadlines call, when "Thank God
It's Friday" ceases to be.
Ah! Them Friday nights
When deadlines call, when "Thank God
It's Friday" ceases to be.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Reverie
Like overwhelm of glee from the sweet-sugar rushed
My prudence I lost, given up to dream.
Who can phantom the truth of these signs so shallow,
When angels have entered and postured their bows?
"Mutilated" a product by Munshi Abdullah. I really just substituted words from one stanza, and this which resulted has a tone markedly different from his original.
My prudence I lost, given up to dream.
Who can phantom the truth of these signs so shallow,
When angels have entered and postured their bows?
"Mutilated" a product by Munshi Abdullah. I really just substituted words from one stanza, and this which resulted has a tone markedly different from his original.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Brenda*
Hey Brenda,
It's been a while.
I hope you're fine
You said you are.
I see in your eyes
The fatigue
And tire,
Not like you say.
Oh Brenda my dear
Take heed and take care
Let it flow with time
It'll be better I swear.
*To protect the identity of our protagonist, Brenda is used as a pseudonym.
It's been a while.
I hope you're fine
You said you are.
I see in your eyes
The fatigue
And tire,
Not like you say.
Oh Brenda my dear
Take heed and take care
Let it flow with time
It'll be better I swear.
*To protect the identity of our protagonist, Brenda is used as a pseudonym.
Paint.
Fill
the sky deep navy blue;
Draw
the stars and their glimmer;
Shape
the moon like a round poached egg;
Brush
the clouds and let them roll about;
Crop -
No, don't. It's pretty this way
Already.
As inspired by the age-old Ms software from our childhood, Paint.
the sky deep navy blue;
Draw
the stars and their glimmer;
Shape
the moon like a round poached egg;
Brush
the clouds and let them roll about;
Crop -
No, don't. It's pretty this way
Already.
As inspired by the age-old Ms software from our childhood, Paint.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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