So completely
All out of love
How can I be angry
I need harmony
Let no stirring
Into bad, old memories
Let nature brings us together
Soothing our hot temper
Let’s centre ourselves with love
Take away the falsity on face
And wear halos of heroes
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
He looks after me
So completely All out of love How can I be angry I need harmony Let no stirring Into bad, old memories Let nature brings us together Soothing our hot temper Let’s centre ourselves with love Take away the falsity on face And wear halos of heroes I welcome constructive but not rude comments.
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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 |