A miserable night,
Tears amid solitude,
Silence of the heart,
Unheard scream stuck at the bottom of the throat,
Broken dreams
Too fragile kept,
Fragments too sharp to be collected
Left ignored
Reduced to ashes…
Written on 12 September 2017.
Tag: love
throw-back
I am not sure if I am remembering things in the right way:
The sequence,
The consequence,
The happenings,
The said and the unsaid,
The remembered and the forgotten,
The notice and the unnoticed.
“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”
I remember the day,
Where the dark and the bright places were inverted, inside-out;
The sun was setting
Inside my heart of darkness,
Over the hills and far away,
Where the lie lies
The elongated shadow on the wooden floor,
A vanished mom,
A lonely kid and a helpless maid,
A red phone,
Reaching out to no one.
The scream, the cry and the tears
Inside the heart of darkness
Has never been revealed.
For seventeen years it has been hidden,
Leaving unsaid and unnoticed.
A silent sunset,
An unanswered prayer,
An unheard scream
Inside the heart of darkness.
And will stay forever.
Written on 10 July 2017.
A throwback, a flashback, a reminder, an alert.
two-realities
The fading boundaryBetween my two realities
Lies the the edge of my sleep
On the stitches of the sleeves:
I stood on the steepest tip
Of the antique clock
On the wall
It said nine but it is pronounced seven
Early in the morning
With the murmuring
Of my brother and father
And the buzzing sound from the worn out radio,
Waking me up but it is not time yet
Give me more rest before you regret
見てるよ、夢より。
また…
Written on 12 March 2016
From the two realities
hanabi
The future sparks,
The past barks.
The horror of the unexpected illumination,
The fear of the unscheduled revelation,
The unchangeable fate
That haunts through the night
Stays forever in the silent nights.
Written on 1 January 2016.
The Return of the Poetic Heart.
the-encounter
Every encounter
Is a difficult and hard decision
Too tired to choose
To stay or to go.
Thousands of doors on the road
And there ought to be
Someone
To go first.
The impact, the impact
That caused by every encounter
Is too big
That nothing is going to be the same
As before.
Every encounter.
Written on 3 October 2015.
hair-cut
for each
centimetre
that cut
from my hair
deducts the value
of me
to be here:
a man in the history
a page of the story
a line in my poetry
a second in a century
that counts for nothing
but a dream to be buried.
Written on 19 June 2015.
finale
everything comes to an end:
the scent, the smoke, the sorrow and the soup;
the lives, the leddar, the laughter and the love;
the moments that clashed together
changing the paths forever
do all have their ends.
so it stayed
and it goes
and the magic ends
and the veil left
leaving the hollows that follow
mocking the fellow a forever deferral of tomorrow.
Written on 16 June 2015
To one of the favourite place in the neighbourhood: siu chau wong
setting-sun
setting sun, burning dreams, fading youth, passing time:
the golden moment of life becomes prime;
dying light, dimming beam, vanishing dawn, moving tides:
a resurrection of the childish roller coaster ride.
glittering, glittering, glittering stars in the sea
only with a child’s eye which shall be seen.
Written on 3 May 2015
To the glittering fairies in deep beneath.
together
Growing up together
Is not like happily ever after.
From madness and shouting and jealous and tears
Through craziness and doubts and mind gone insecure
To laughters and cries and memory that slaughters:
Life without you is like a world out of rules,
The past is the fragment that find us fools.
Written on 24 January 2015
A revisit to the past — the high school age
story-of-romance
Release my soul,
While murder most foul;
My blood has spilled
on the wall, dark and dull:
“Yet each man kills the thing he loves”
My death is nothing but
But the motif of i am beloved.
Release my mind
and keep me blind,
Leave me alone in the paradise
dark and dull.
Written on 13 January 2015
on linkedin group “Poetry and Literature”: A Poetry game
Portrait of Em. 