母對在外的兒說：
夕陽只能無限好
當沒陰霾滿佈。

若要夕陽好，
努力加餐飯
定時歇
定時作
定時戲
不做能力達不到的
不強求
不要不需的壓力。

 兒唯唯諾諾
但心仍嚮往達到願望
那怕艱難
那怕失敗
那怕夕陽的到來
都要努力嘗試
這就是母親的叮囑
兒的堅持。

Mama--

             your grey hair shows your age
            it also shows your wisdom
            not being there for you after all you have done for me
            i feel ashamed

                         was it yesterday you braided my hair?
                        was it yesterday you prepared my wedding gown?

             migration took me away from you but not you from my heart
            i now too have an adult child
            there is not a moment
            i appreciate you more than now

love and hate

irrational emotions which

can champion within a person

irreciprocal conduction

stops love

irritability of hatred

hinders development of love

does isochronism work with

love and hate simultaneously

i think so

please remember isolation

never solves any problem

sample laughter rings

in a glimpse of technicolour

within a kaleidoscope

it vanishes at an

interesting plot… 

loneliness swallows me

stress engulfs me

I feel depressed

want to get out of…

this body holding me

a body I cannot discard

so use well this body

turn things around

I tell myself

how good it’s like

to be alive

in reality this good is not in sight

this body holding me

a body I cannot discard

so use well this body

turn things around

religion can’t help me

I am still lonely

may be I am not gifted

to be holy

this body holding me

a body I cannot discard

so use well this body

turn things around

love nurtures the heart as 
water to plants
love touches the heart as
light sparkles in the night

we need love, not hate
we need peace, not war

the raven came

a bad omen caste upon my paradise

i met you, my vile tyrant

opposite to my nature

attracted to your matter of fact principles

all turned into disastrous battlefields

hurt, crumbled, fallen apart

i screamed HELP

before you swallowed me

a small piece of shroud

covers his tiny body

the procession with screams of sorrow

            is broken

there are more likened to him

They walked with heavy metal,

carried on their backs.

They waddled through marshlands,

they hid in forests,

camouflaged among trees.

What were they doing?

They did not know.

Why were they engaged in a war,

a war not their own?

Killing, being killed,

deaths on deaths.

Medals were presented,

did these really bring glory?

Was a war worth it all,

when bad memory lingered

when most returned soldiers could not cope!