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You found me
you saw me dreams upon dreams You employed me I failed you but I come back ten times stronger I want to make you proud You were always behind the scene I love it that way let me stay behind too just work, work, work
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walk down this difficult path with me
don't judge SEE 'poets are crazy
they kill themselves' a casual remark a colossal stigmatisation they don't see or do they there has been the famous chinese poet who took his life 'serve him right' different versions of stories floated among the public may be they are concerned I was not interested everyday people killed themselves just a piece of news why bother you're not alarmed how cold, how cruel only snakes kill with no remorse the colossal stigmatisation it kills it kills without blood shedding it kills silently society doesn't change much with deaths we accept deaths we all have to die someday do individual counts the norm, the norm, the norm has sharp knives it gets you at your weakest if with only one breath left I will fight authority I will fight that is colossal fearless but wise speak your mind
does it matter no one listen you still speak your mind no one will know what's on your mind what's troubling you if you don't want instant resistence there are so many ways you can still be apparent but speak your mind being silent only worsens an already vulnerable mind all by yourself
it's frightening may be it seems so be assured you do have company he, she, they who leave you alone who love you they all claim but love yourself first that's the bare necessity of life all by yourself it's fightening but somehow you're not trust me was it not you who teaches me to trust trust is an intrigue word not everyone perceives it your way but make your statement don't waste your time we all do not have enough time a life time may seem forever but in the next minute it will be gone how you choose to live your life how you drink from the goblet it's all on you to drink from such a goblet
bitter and sweet pride as enormous as edifice disseminate in an instance we drink pride we drink prejudice we drink love we drink hatred what think you of Hamlet peer pressure is hard to swallow some drink it notoriously bitter it takes courage but an inflected valour truth is only in one's belief until it's shown authority commands obedience I'd rather not comply when it's outrageous silence is submission make your own choice Thomas More his silence cannot save him his poor soul life is drinking from a goblet how you drink it it's totally on you I've grown to love life despite pain there is lots of joy love sometimes hurts
even if it brings joy love can make you do things anything but when love is blind it's better to wait for it when it can see my love is always there but may be in another outfit in another time in other circumstances when love can see i'm sure i'll find joy in love again little bird flied near the fire
oops! got burnt wings broken feet crooked beak chipped little bird stayed in the nest slept all days and all nights couldnt't recover other birds flew over sent their love brought her food helped her, nursed her little bird's wings began to grow her feet straightened she could chirp but she never thought she could fly again One day she saw a baby bird learning to fly her urge of flying her need to fly she flapped her wings and there she was, up in the air – FLYING! since that day she flew and flew over mountains, over valleys, over oceans she only stopped when she died of old age her courage, her persistence, her passions are retold in the chirping we hear every day you build walls around you
your thoughts are your toys scrutiny eyes scare you but forgive me you don't need money you don't need fame you don't need those to break that barrier send out your toys they are yours they make you unique your thoughts can warm you can take away the pale vulnerable people are sometimes
blunt – because they are honest they are not afraid but sometimes they seem fickle changing all the time to suit their beliefs, their capability a flash of courage will fade if not entertained dread is most dangerous and hard to handle believe me if you hang in there, hang in there the end will be surprisingly good |
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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