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Like in a Chinese poem
the meaning is bountiful in just two words: humility stillness, glorious rays And the message it caries, Peace within oneself And the soul sings silently reigns above the overthink and overdosing
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You gave me a riddle,
riddle which I solved in no time I gave you one you never solved it Why? Why you never took time or effort to solve mine? You brought my riddle into your grave I cried not for the loss of you but why you could not solve the riddle of mine! a war by the shore
with fair shararialean and green all fall unto mean teens against teens lead within finishing, ending, nothing The falcon flies above the cradle of anarchy
Darkness sets in at the lack of heat Icy cold steel slouches into the wasteland The Second Coming I was open with you
Admitted that I was weak Weak with depression My heavy heart dropped onto the ground You found a way to lick my wounds To fill up my holes of emptiness You simply held me tight Tears washed away my sadness It was easy to heal With you by my side We walk past each other
without looking at one another, we live under the same roof but we don’t communicate, we sleep in the same bed who cares who is lying beside; love cascades, rushing away, love we are too proud to revive; submerged in hate beget by arguments, oh, oh, oh why can’t we submit to love we once cherished. in a combat of love
it’s chasing blind the use of strategies ranges in different kinds like a greyhound like a fish line like a trap to the same pursuits unfortunately when love is found game is over a new prey already in mind a name is a living word
once marked on the sand no washing away by waves no leaving out by blinking it’s not just a physical identity it’s what one Is it will be remembered it will be treasured |
AuthorI started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life. Categories |
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