杨柳青袖随风摇
亭台青瓦傲立高
竹林深处露湖光
东园梦里忆故人
梦东园
Category: Poetry and Prose
新年好
庆
新春
聚团年
五湖四海
四洋七大洲
年货丰盛累累
五代共聚一祠堂
芍药和鸡公花争艳
银柳剑兰大黄菊相配
爆竹在村头铺成红地毯
孩童的笑声预告兔年幸福
Happy New Year
Celebrating
New Year
Family reunion time
Coming from all sides
Four oceans and seven continents
With abundant gifts, goods and supplies
Five generations gather in one ancestral hall
Peonies and crested cock’s combs compete for beauty
Silver willow, gladiolus and chrysanthemum bundled in perfect bouquets
Firecrakers paper roll a red carpet through the village entrance
Children’s laughter heralds happiness in the coming year of the rabbit
Notes: This poem is written in incremental characters/words each line. The chinese characters illustrate a better shape due to the square form of each character.
Flame in Snow
slash the wrist of muted winter
snow bleeds flaming leaves
hang heavily on earthy branches
break the spell of seasonal blues
Poetic Kisses
on my birthday
you blew kisses
across the neon sky
they fell like poetry
into my hands
I slipped them
in my jeans pocket
keeping them
for comfort
on sad days
Cosplay
Living Poetry word prompt – freedom, protest, justice
Her pouted lips
show protest
to the restrain
She wants freedom
from the rope
tied around her limbs
“Say it!”
He commands
“Justice is being served
Your Honour!”
It’s Not Meant to Be
We don’t need much encouragement to ignite a thousand fireflies.
Talking about the weather is our way to keep the ambience lukewarm.
People talk about chemistry or destiny.
Though we both know that it’s the knowing which only dreamers know; the touching which only lovers fathom.
We don’t need much encouragement to spread a wild fire.
Being silent is what we can master to mask the need.
People talk about soul mates or twin flames.
For us, it’s just two people happily know each other but never feel the need to meet.
We don’t need much encouragement to burn up heaven.
Leaving without saying goodbye is the only way that we survive from each other.
People talk about love and affair.
We know too well that we choose neither.
So it’s just like we said it would be, forever perfectly perfect.
Summer Evenimg
I prefer
to catch the later ferry
I want my day ends
with this magenta glow
and jazz playing
from the floating bar
The summer breeze teases
the retiring travellers
to release a burst of energy
The bar is soon filled with
chatters
laughter
cocktails
tanned legs
burned shoulders
and nauseating perfumes
mixed with salty sweat
I prefer
to stroll along the beach
then
in the quiet
and watch the purple sky
bruising into
indigo
Information Intergrity
What they perceive
to be the truth
is not necessary
the truth.
Follow
and share responsibly.
Pragmatic
Sexy lingerie
is the kindling
disintegrating into
the furnace of passion
To buy
or not to buy
Our Time
We live in
an individualistic era
of the contemporary world
We idolise self
iPhone
ME Bank
selfie
me
me
me
more me
super dose of
ME
Ironically
we are in identity crisis
We neither know
who we are
or why we are
who we are
We constantly
think about
to be
or not to be
Everything is about
mind and mood
Everybody needs
a psychologist
We are shut out
of the world
that we so desperately
want to
and need to
belong to
The continue blurring
of moral codes
and exaggerating need
for individual rights
We are destined to
self destructions
The question is
When?
Flicker of Thoughts 