Our dreams have fallen at some point. It bruises us. Dreams get buried and forgotten most of the time. Occasionally, something picks them back up like the wind blows the fallen leaves, they take fly again and reveal once more how beautiful and enticing they once were before they touched the ground and got trampled on.
Tag: reality
No Need to Argue
You say you
Can handle it
But that’s not
What you do
I saw tears in your eyes
Drowning in sadness
But you are too stubborn
to admit you are shit at this
I don’t think
I’m the one
Who doesn’t
Have a clue
You put on a brave face
Thinking I didn’t notice
Let’s be done pretending
Breaking up didn’t cut both ways
*This is one of the collaboration pieces I did with Little Charmer. I have always been inspired by her originality, writing with her has been way cool 😎. If you have not experienced her wonderful work, check out her blog Ramblings of A Fragile Mind.
#songshare – 大梦
Lyrics English Translation
What to do~
Young children are away from home all year round.
My old mother can’t remember anything anymore,
What to do~
Worrying endlessly, what to do when we get together and break up~
I am sixty-eight and my mother is no longer here.
The second brother got divorced and left the baby to me.
what to do…
He said he would try his best while he was still young.
Maybe there will be something different when you return,
I just want him to be safe,
Too many mistakes keep repeating. What should I do…
I was seventy-eight and suddenly fell,
Lying in the hospital bed, time becomes very long,
what to do…
Facing the unknown, I was as helpless as a child,
In front of my wife, I pretend to be relieved,
Said this is just a small hurdle,
The candle of life is swaying in the wind. What should I do…
Didi-tatah, Didi-tatah, Didi-tatah, Didi-tatah,
Didi da da da didi da da da~
Didi-tatah, Didi-tatah, Didi-tatah, Didi-tatah,
Didi-dah-dah, Didi-dah-dah,
I am eighty-eight and walking in the fields,
I saw a little child crying in the wind,
Spring is shining brightly,
Obsession with the past The past is like a cloud of smoke,
There are so many scenery that no one can see clearly.
How can I achieve perfection if I can’t let go?
If life is just a big dream,
what would you do……
If life is just a big dream,
what would you do……
Retrograde
This is the 7th poem written with Bree Leto. It has always been a joy to write with Bree.
Inspiration erupted
when you crashed into my orbit
I should’ve been glowing
and we should’ve been shining
Instead
We are going backwards
and I am watching myself in retrograde
Shrinking into the dark spot
Tainting the silver moon
I wish
some strings were not pulled
some turns were not taken
I wish
the luminescence of your existence
was enough to light our path
Two hearts aligned
should have beat into
a new song of tomorrow
But as you shift forward
I drift backwards
alone
Blessings in Disguise
I used to hate exercising in the gym
totally intimidated by all the toned and beautiful figures
Nowadays I don’t mind at all
with my eyesight getting worse
I don’t feel at all intimidated by blobs of blur
Clipped Wings
When I heard you singing to me
I thought I could fly to be with you
I have done it so many times in my youth
I have done so again in all my dreams
Reality came to me when the border closed
and then I became the outcast
I realised I would never be with you
with a pair of clipped wings
Lost and Found
Last night you swam freely in the ocean
Rode alongside the dolphins
Unafraid of the jelly fish
I wanted to join you to venture into the deep
My body was reality bound
A child longed for freedom through the aquarium glass
This morning I strolled along the beach
Looked for the remnant of the past
No sign of dolphains, nor jelly fish
Only a sail boat on the edge of the horizon
I wondered if you caught my message bottle
11 August 2020
A malnourished heart bled in broken melody
Would you still hear her devotion
A songbird choked on poison berries
Would you fight to nurse her back to health
I guess
most of us watched in horror
frozen in action
soon
became busy licking our own wounds
It is inevitable that
the heart stopped
the bird died
Flicker of Thoughts 