I Need The Sun As You Need The Rainbow

Like a rainbow 
I can only exist 
With the existence of the sun. 
Without you 
I am a rainbow 
Colourful but pale in soul 
Hidden by the clouds 
Invisible 
Ceased to exist. 

Put a rainbow 
In the desert 
Let the sun shines 
Even with a slight drizzle 
Your boundless love 
Makes my soul colourful 
Visible 
And lively. 

I need the sun 
As you need the rainbow 
To make this panorama complete. 
With bountiful showers 
Of love 
Of understanding 
Of patience 
The rainbow and the sun 
Will not fail to exist 
As long as the earth still spins.  


29 April 2008, Tuesday
3:43pm

Not Even In My Verse It Will Be Told

I can still remember 
It was first light at first sight 
Sheets and sheets of silks of luminous colour 
Weaving through into my heart: 
It was so breathtaking 
I almost believed I had stopped breathing. 
Changing colours ever so swiftly 
Brushing away the dryness in my soul: 
I was ready to paint my life 
A love story that would last for a lifetime. 

I don't recall 
Observing sunsets in sunrises 
Stripes and stripes of deep sulking colours 
Eating into the weary heart: 
It was so heartbreaking 
I could no longer hear my heart breaking. 
Draining briskly the colours from my skin 
My soul returned to its usual grey: 
My love story may not come true 
In a canvas painted with lies not truth. 

I almost forgot 
It was calm twilight in display 
Rows and rows of radiant stars 
Singing tunefully to my heart: 
It was so heavenly 
I thought I was by now in heaven. 
Through my colourless soul 
It was raining sorrowful blood: 
A love story remained untold Not even in my verse it will be told.  


11 April 2008, Friday
3:40am

It Is This Same Soul

It is this same soul: mine for now, 
but not previously, 
and not in the future, 
which has lived in this world since its existence, 
disguised in different forms, genders, 
emotions and intelligence, 
shall have no recollection of any of them at all.  

It is this same soul: wil be unrecognizable, 
which will go on living until it ceases in existence, 
carrying with him all the deeds and sins 
he has brought upon himself in this life, 
and inherited all who came before him, 
and do so after him. 

It is this same soul: belongs to no one, 
which I merely borrow for a limited time, 
in this lifetime, to be myself: 
to be an aritst, a poet, 
to taste what life is all about: 
pain, love, happiness and suffering, 
to explore what is installed for me 
before I pass it on to someone else. 

It is this same soul: the very same soul, 
whoever it belongs to at the end of the journey 
is in my possession, in my control now: 
I am responsible for the inheritor's life, 
believes to be mine; how I want it to be, 
as the person before me 
who was responsible for what I am today, 
which I cannot change but to receive all 
as they come my way.  


2 April 2008, Wednesday
2:13am

I Had A Chat With Some Cats

I had a chat with some cats 
A feline showed me her black silky tail 
It was wickedly severed 
Almost cut off from her sexy rear 
I was told, the pain is unbearable 
It affects her appetite 
She asked me why 
Human are such cruel animals 
To carry out such mean act on her 
For she is expecting, 
So petite as to compare to human beings 
It wrung my heart to hear her plea. 

A male cat with bob tail 
Neatly dressed in thick white-brownish fur 
He said, children are real monsters 
Too often they frighten him with sudden shriek 
When he takes a nap or nibbles at his food 
Survival is tough in a cat's world, he lamented 
The other night at a food stall 
He sat up straight asking for food 
Instead he was kicked by a gigantic human foot 
His abdomen is still bruised 
Why he repeated twice 
All he wanted was some left-over 
Which would go to waste anyway 
I looked at him and was ashamed of my kind. 

Came a kitten, goodness, skinny and frail 
It was so disheartening to hear his tale 
He was an abandoned kitten 
Taken away from his mother 
By an ignorant and irresponsible man 
He wasn't sure if he would make it 
Now he has to fend for himself on the street 
In this world taken by cruel human beings 
I have to agree and felt so sorry for him. 

I wished I could do more than just chat 
The cats wished my fellow men realized 
That this earth is not solely their property 
Cats too have equal rights to it 
They must be humane 
And stop behaving like animals.  


11 March 2008, Tuesday
12:29am

Where Do I Go?

Where do I go 
when the trees die, 
when the ponds dry? 
I fear I may not meet my parents 
across the sea. 
Woud I still see my siblings 
before the river? 
I want to remember everything I have now, 
and pretend to take a sip at the river 
which I must stop before crossing the bridge. 

I hope the candles will lit 
when I walk down the dark road, 
and burn all the unrest spirits 
disrupting my journey: 
It all depends on my deeds. 

How much blood do I have to give? 
And how many level of earth 
do I have to travel 
before it matches my sin? 

If the light visited and led me to my parents, 
Or darkness blinded me created by my being 
and fall into the seventeenth level of fire, 
All I asked from you, whoever you maybe 
Is to hold onto my hands, don't let go.


3 March 2008, Monday
4:28pm

It Is One Of Those Nights

It is one of those nights
Beside other stuff
My aged parents came into frame
Lord Buddha
Please keep them strong and safe
This prayer is nothing new
It is as old as my age

How I have grown old
Seeing their hair turning gray too
Their bodies shrink and wrinkle
But they are my parents
And may not be so in my next life
Still I pray
Lord Buddha
Please bestow them with great health

I still submit to a childhood belief
On Chinese New Year eve
I will stay up late
So my parents will live into old age
Lord Buddha
Please answer my prayer

It is one of those nights
I think of my parents and pray
Lord Buddha...
Lord Buddha...
Before I slip into my many dreams


1 March 2008, Saturday
1:19am    

Uncertainties

I'm a living corpse
In broad daylight
A drifting spirit
By night

Future is uncertain
Gloom and dark
Life is hollow
Empty and false 

Through The Window

Through the window
Stained by dull soot
I saw two men walking, heads down whispering
They stopped and started kissing
Disgusting? What do you think?

They are God's children
Created by non-other than Him
Neatly selected the ingredients
That make them an inimitable being
For the universe to be astounded
Of his ingenuity He possessed.
His decision! Who is to blame?

Denying their existence
Doesn't make a human inhumane
Forbidding their love for each other
Make a person loves no less
Unquestionably a renouncement of God
Non acceptance of His ingenuity
What do you think?

Through the window
Though stained by dull soot
My vision is flawless.


29 February 2008, Friday
3:25am 

If I Don't Fret

If I don't fret
Does it mean that I don't care?
If i don't pray
Does it make me anti God?
Don't be such a naive soul
Living in this world of lies
For what you don't see, the flowers exist
For what you see, heaven may not be real.

Why should I show that I fret?
Not that they care
They just want to know why flowers wither
Not as to why I fret but as to why weeds grow.

I don't have to tell even if I fret
They will not remember
Instead, they add some silly spice
As they relate it to others.

It is still up to me to find solutions
In God's praises, I will not fret
Blank to the world, a likeness in the mirror.

So, why should I show that I fret?


28 February 2008, Thursday
11:45pm                

The Flowers Are Talking

In the room drapes with heavy curtains
A speckle of sunlight creeps in between
Donning themselves in different shades of colours
The flowers are talking.

Dainty daisies, brilliant lilies, elegant roses
All crystal crowned in exquisite vases
They come in different form of classes
Carry an air of individual distinction.

Beautiful as they are, sophisticated they may be
Put them together in the same vase
They will get on each other's nerves.

Distinguished by their nurtured personalities
They talk of nothing but of one common interest.

In this room, the flowers are displayed in rows
Adorned by hues and brushes
They are men favourite subject matter.

Their timeless beauty are framed
While time eats into their petals.
What difference does it make?
They wither all the same.


18 February 2008, Monday
8:27pm

Thorns And Roses

Thorns and roses
Creations of God
Equal rights to live
Equal rights to love

Be it passion of
Thorns and roses
Roses and thorns
Be it affection of
Thorns and thorns
Roses and roses
Blessings showered
Equal from above

A sin it is not for
Roses and roses
Thorns and thorns
To love and adore
To care for one another

Never inscribed
Only a tale
Thorns and thorns
Roses and roses
Is forbidden love

Roses and roses
Thorns and thorns
Like any reflections
On mirror the eyes see
Like any ordinary
Roses and thorns
Strolling on the streets

Despise not souls of
Thorns and thorns
Roses and roses
A feeling blessed
By the almighty Him

Embrace with open heart
The existence of
Roses and roses
Thorns and thorns
Just as God embraces
His delightful
Roses and thorns 


28 September 2004,Tuesday
5:59pm

Thorns To Thorns, Roses To Roses

Thorns to thorns, Roses to roses
A sin it is not
But creation of God

Thorns to thorns, Roses to roses
Just a common soul
Like the lot of us

Thorns to roses, Roses to thorns
Deride them not
They are family too

Thorns to roses, Roses to thorns
Their loves are as pure
Just like me and you

Thorns to thorns, Roses to roses
Beautiful beings alike
Love is for you too

Thorns to thorns, Roses to roses
Despise you not
Thorns to roses, Roses to thorns
Why do you?


27 September 2004, Monday
4:29pm

Under The Dull Moonlight

Under the dull moonlight I saw a restless shape
Speckles of light fell upon his face

Sitting on the stairs facing the lake
Radiant eyes but empty gaze

Breezily I strolled by, stole glances dare I
To send a smile I was predictably shy

Inhaled enough courage I made another trip
Slowing down my pace, nervously I greeted

Returned with a smile, we started to chat
My heart ran wild, hidden in cold sweat

Tickling fast was the hour, midnight came uninvited
Let this night lasts forever, let my prayer be heard

Speckles of light fell upon my eyes
Under the dull moonlight
We bid goodbye


13 August 2004, Friday
5:30pm

Bitter Yet Sweet

In every heart break

A flower will wither

Petal by petal, one upon another

Weeds will grow in lustrous meadow

Strangle each new bloom

In every heart break

Rain will fall

Pearl by pearl upon the window

Clouds will not move when the wind blows

Lifeless like a dead soul

Never let a broken heart

Masks the silver moon

Let a smile drowns all the heart's frowns

May a blink of star brightens the dusk

Heal all grievous sparks

Never let a broken heart

Fogs the golden sun

Let the gaze fades, its ray will radiate

May yesterday's scene no more than a dream

Brisk, bitter yet sweet

9 August 2004, Monday

4:47pm

A Drop Of Love

A drop of love

Is what it takes

To make me feel beautiful

Gorgeous and not fake.

A drop of hope

Is what it takes

To make me feel alive

And to realize

There is where my future lies.

A drop of care

Is what it takes

To make me shed a tear in good faith.

A drop of You

Is what it takes

To make me complete.

28 July 2004, Wednesday

12:50pm

Withered Is The Rose, Gone Is The Sparrow

Remember the promises we made?
It embraces hymns of praises from angels
Holy blessings from heaven

To love you I was told
Like the sun never fails to radiate
To stay close to a rainbow after the rain

Together you pledged
We will be inseparable by the sea
Till death do us stay in a bed filled roses

In tears I rejoice
Like a full moon luminous in twilight
Vow of love is made
Kept in faith shared by heaven

Though the pigeon takes to air my loving words
In total silence you keep
Not a peep, not even a tweet in reply

I wonder what went amiss
The rain still falls, the river still flows
But for withered is the rose
Gone is the sparrow

13 July 2004, Tuesday
10:45am

Guide Me To Your Gate II

Let the blood in my veins drain away my grief
Let the angels weep for me for once in my life
Let the innocence of a knife shows me the way

Let my breath drenches the pain that lingers in my heart
Let the devils laugh for my welcoming them into my home
Let the voilence of the cord takes me to the way

Let my unwanted sinful bones lay still
Let my rotten flesh turns pale
Let my unrest soul returns to peace I once knew
Let Him guides me to His Gate

3 August 2003
12:46pm

A Beautiful Word

Suicide
Is a beautiful word
Come from the heart
Mix with blood

Suicide
Is the word
Many find sunset or sunrise
In their after lives

Suicide
Is sleeping tight
Breathing light
Floating high
In an angelic sky

15 July 2003, Tuesday

The Land Of Love

When the heart gets weak
The mind drifts away
To the land of love
Where passion is embraced

The mind drifts away
To the land of love
While we are miles apart
Your presence is heartfelt

To the land of love
Your presence is heartfelt
So real is your embrace
I know I am in love!

3 October 2002, Thursday
5:48pm

If I Were

If I were to ride with the wind
If I were to fly with the clouds
Don't you weep and grieve
When the wind blows
And touches your face
When the clouds above
Paint a thousand pictures
Just stop
And close your eyes
You will feel my kisses
And my caress

If I were to swim with the sea
If I were to dive with the whales
Don't you mourn and lament
When the waves splash
And drench your body
When the whales swim
Around your sail
Just halt
And close your eyes
You will feel my hugs
And my embrace

If I were to explore with the earth
If I were to wither with the flowers
Don't you wail and moan
When the soil moist
And touch your feet
When the flowers bloom
In your garden
Just pause
And close your eyes
You will see me
Standing right in front of you

31 July 2002, Wednesday
4:27pm