Little by little;
dripping ’em in the jar
namely full of hope with no despair,
I can do thousands per day;
while some couldn’t even in a month,
Blame not the weather
that is of porn-interested mentality
Category Archives: Despair
Little by little;
What if I don’t dress like my age
where everyone does? What about
an elderly woman who fit to be
a grandmother who dressed like a whore
is crawling towards —
my dream lover,
who is holding another girl.
I cry and cry ripping that fur.
Get him over. One day I will.
But for now, please allow me
to grief —
I asked him what’s the purpose of the maple leaf,
in a spur of moment. He grinned, I didn’t utter a word.
Instead, he asked me to go ahead and laugh.
He doesn’t mind. Most people think collecting maple
leaves being ridiculous and gay.
Coincidentally, we stayed in the same hostel,
but in a different dormitory. He insisted to treat
me breakfast the next day. Tim Hortons was two blocks away.
We walked in, there was a couple
sitting opposite our direction, who professed his love
to this girl. She asked the boy to prove his love to her?
The boy was perplexed. The girl then began showing her sinister grin.
The boy took the plate of an unfinished sandwich from the next table
and ate it in front of her. While I was disgusted by this sick joke,
he whispered. “Look at how romantic those lovebirds are.”
During dinner, he ate like a glutton and then drank himself away,
digesting bottles after bottles of alcoholic fermented malt.
We spent a night at the Waterfront Station,
sleeping on the bench. As we were on our way back to the hostel,
the only word he said was I’m sorry.
Dear Heaven & Earth,
Heal my soul
Save me from this fire,
Grant me peace
May the world is the greater
place to live
No hell on earth.
Nurse my depression
Treat it with kindness
A pardoning heart
Propounding secrecy with love
If there’s a chance to love again
I will choose wisely besides following my heart
If there’s a time to voice my opinion
I think not only me but the rest
Life has a beginning but ending isn’t always happy
Be contented is the way back to basic
The more you hope for; the worst may come to you
I’m not being pessimistic. This is what I’ve been
You don’t know my strength until you brew me dry
When I rise I’ll soar directly like an eagle to the sky
I am one in the million
I am not as expressive
I heard you were in town
Hate the crowd and noises
can’t have you for me
I promise not to say
the ‘L’ word
It comes with uninhibited financial support
and lots of it; I can’t afford
I am an imperfect fan
not a stalker
I don’t want to be known as one
no connection between us
You have a sick fan
Confused and depressed
an unacceptable talented person
Searching for the conglomerate of words
just too smart
Nobody’s willing to give an opportunity
Continue to create passionately
Believing never too far
Within the reach only the matter of time
We shan’t meet
Wearing the mask made of Clinique
Tell me that you’re imperfect too
So to be at your rank
They say actor is heartless
I say one man’s fortune makes the less for others
– – –
Let me take the time to thank each one of you for ‘liking’ and following my blog. I truly appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. On the other hand, I’ve been composing lyrics too. So, I may want to start a lyrical poem on weekends only, as some of my followers are musicians. What do you all think?
They’re no where
Untraceable and incomplete
Taking for granted
can’t be seen
Stitching takes time
in merry go round