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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

"idle"

"blur"

it is this shimmering enchantment that sustains me through the many tumults of my days..

"sweet"

one day he left.. without even a farewell. and my poems suddenly became stillborn.. and i'm melting.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

"light"

here is the light of hope in your despairing night..
here is the living poem in your sweetly throbbing book..
here is the woman of your dreams.
Take her. Take her..
please wash away my uncertainties..
i kept running up the stairs only to find out there's really nothing in there but silhouetted remnants..

"Unspoken Love"



i picked a bunch of flowers for you, it's a thing to do, and they were all yellow..
somewhere out there, under that beautiful moonlight, someone's dreaming of me..
before you leave, will you please give me a hug??
without you, what offers me in this green side of the world??
now i know that a phase of life must sometimes flicker out, fade and fall away, while everything you turn to looms like a wall..
something tells me that life is not simply activity- nor a throbbing dream. it is a romantic adventure through many horizons, through mists of darkness to radiant light..
ahh Christmas..

"holding on"

i want you to know i'll always be here for you,
and i'm not gonna let go..