The nib is dry
Scratches through
Paper thin motivation
Leaving incoherent words
Category: Poetry and Prose
Suddent Panic
今天
我突然
心惊
在想
如果
我死了
你不知道
怎么办
后来
我想了想
觉得
没事
反正
我现在
生活得
怎样
你也是
不知道
Suddenly
I
Panic
Thinking
What if
I don’t know
About your passing
Then
I
Shrug
Realising
Nowadays
I don’t know
Anything about you
Anyway
I Don’t Know Your God
I have never hated anyone or anything, but I hate wars, and I hate more about wars fought in God’s name.
Rulers! Are your sons and daughters in the battlefield fighting alongside the innocent youth who are someone’s sons and daughters? Are you in the frontline to witness bloodshed and taste the metallic blood? Are you fearing for your own life?
There is no winner in wars, there are casualties, widows, fatherless, motherless, PTSD affected addictions, homelessness, destruction of families, deterioration of society.
The God you serve and fight for, it is not the God that I know, love and serve. What kind of parent would take delight in their children’s rivalry? What kind of King would be fuelled by their ego, insecurity and fear to watch their people suffer?
My God is gracious, righteous, merciful, loving and full of compassion. I grief for my God for every life lost in wars.
Pictograph
It Is What It Is
Writing with Little Charmer was very effortless, I feel we write in each other’s space and it blends. I hope you feel that way too when reading it.
From what happened
Between us last night
I have a feeling
This has potential
I even contemplate
to stay for breakfast
skip work
and love on you more
But after my first cigarette
I realised
for our art to be perfect
I must play the escape artist
once more
You see I cannot give you
What you want
Unless we can agree
To take it slow
I may not be sure
Of many things
But my fear of love
I know
If that’s not enough for you
We’d better call it quits
Not everything has a happy ending
Life can be a hit and miss
Teacher
You are my teacher
You taught me how to be a selfless human
You taught me patience and tolerance
You taught me snorkeling and rugby rules
I have a feeling that you will teach me a lot more
My heart is always full of your brilliance
My son
Sweet Nothings
Please don’t say
You love me
If you expect
To hear it back
So many times
I heard those
lovey dovey words
They meant nothing
in the end
I hope you could tell by the style of the writing that this is another collaboration between me and Little Charmer.
An Artist’s Expression
He delivered her a gift
After the break up
His cum
On a canvas
Would she take offense
Or she knew it’s his way
Of saying he missed her
Artist has a strange way
To express love
Confession
I don’t love like I once loved
Without fear, without reservation
I run fast these days
From everything
Call me a coward
I accept
I am sorry
For making the unspeakable decision
To watch you drown
So I stay afloat
Mermaid Dreams
This is a collaboration with Michele Lee inspired by our shared love for the nature and friendship. I adore Michele’s work and recently read her novela Her Costal Cottage. If you haven’t already read Michele’s work, pay a visit to her blog My Inspired Life, I hope you’ll enjoy as much as I have been.
A playground first encounter
two shy girls found each other
A friendship bonded by quiet giggles and thousand smiles
Best Friends Forever sealed with a pinky swear
while painted toes pressed into the pearly sand
Promises made when forever was cloaked by the misty gray fog, carrying the secrets of unknown tomorrows
falling gently on their straw hats and small hands busy adding broken shells to their sandcastle kingdom
where two mermaids could live
when they weren’t underwater exploring
The crystal blue above and the deep turquoise below
blending, swallowing shadows and fragile castles
as two little girls left the beach,
side by side skipping, singing, and hand-holding
half buried, a red bucket and spade forgotten
Flicker of Thoughts 