you said
love is ephemeral
all the past love you had
all the shes you loved
they evaporated before
you caught breath
like silken streams
sifted through
your every dream
left impressions of
pinscreen needles
monetarily disposed
Category: Poetry and Prose
Don’t be
You said
you were sadden by my poems.
I said ‘Don’t be!’
Poets write about life
like scenery from the window
of a passing train,
a glimpse
a speck
of
fleeting moments.
If you just hold your breath
for a bit,
the pain and sadness,
the joy and happiness,
all will be gone
before
your next breath.
Love is…
Sitting in an a cappella concert
listening to love songs sung from
heartache to joy
despair to victory
hopelessness to strength
I realised love is
such an extreme emotion
that makes us
shiver, quiver
flutter, shudder
like
groosebumps on our skin
earthquake under our feet
No wonder
it takes
eruption of volcanoes
explosion of fireworks
to express
the sensation of love
in climax
Why
she fell in love with
the same type of men
whom
over promised
and
under delivered
they promised forever
but half way
they gave in to
loneliness
temptation
and
greed
she fell in love with
the same type of men
not once
not twice
but trice
she can’t help to think
what is wrong with her
is she
so blind
so dull
so inconceivable
chose to see
the good in people
is not a ticket
for abuse
pursuit
the simple things
in life
surely is not
foolish
Dead man walking
he is in so much pain
that his world
is under general anaesthetic
every morning
the bitter and stale black coffee
barely jumpstarts his heartbeat
every commute to work
is like driving in
a sound proof booth
traffic moves like tropical fish
in a tank
every human interaction he has
resembles Pecking opera
too loud
too strenuous
too much makeup plastered on
he is so exhausted
that the night
becomes the tomb
where he finally
lays to rest
The light
Yesterday and further away
I heard the blame
I grew anxious
Today I hear the accusation
I grow angry
Maybe today
I am no longer the she
who was in denial of
being treated disrespectfully
and
accused with contempt
Maybe today
The veil falls off
and
I see the truth
for the first time
so
the righteous anger
rises in me
and
I am no longer afraid
Chicken or Egg, Love or Sex
chicken or egg first?
love or sex first?
chicken gives birth to an egg
love gives birth to sex
the birth of an egg is like a flash
comparing the coming of a chicken
the moment of sex is temporal
while love is infinite
it’s tragic if a chicken bears no egg
so is love barren in the absence of sex
Eclipse
the world is never in darkness
except the brief moment of an eclipse
light never sleeps
except the brief moment of intermission
we are soaked in so much of its glory
we are actually in awe of its disappearance
we overlook so many blessings
to focus on the specks of trouble
like we speculate the blood moon
Walk away
don’t pack
another person’s life
into your suitcase
just
walk away
with
the most valuable will
to survive
the shell you lived in
was long decayed
with warm toned furniture
fluffy rugs
and distant smiles in
old photographs
don’t think about tomorrow
what you will need
tomorrow takes care of itself
take hold of today
for
you have lived on
after
the unattended emotions
the isolation from life
the false hatred of yourself
walk away
you walk away
from ruin
to
a new vista
How I came to be
I remember
they said I was a misfit child
I remember
they said I was a depressed teenager
I remember
they said I wasn’t beautiful
I remember
they said I was a people pleaser
I remember
what they said did not break me
I know
I am a unique creation
I know
I feel the weight of life and people
I know
I believe wisdom is beautiful
I know
I am quick to forgive
I know
What they said has made me whole
Flicker of Thoughts 