Category Archives: Fairy tale

Poem: Part-immaculate

Butterfly lips are on your neck and shoulder,
Careful not to touch the contour of your face
and smile as you breathe on my hair,
My fingers refuse to entangle beautiful knots,
I had dreamed of us like this, over and again.

When the sun rises, I will pack the suitcase
inundated with Moulin Rouge and Cathedral memories,
Finished last night’s champagne from the bottle,
I look at you for the very last time; a moment of silence,
How I wish to repeat yesterday in an immaculate beat.

But I will be gone before you open your eyes,
I will be gone by the time you are awake.

Poem: Afresh

Saw your words
upon the neon screen of fame,
Your typeset
put on that ear to ear smile,
Not for me only
but for the rest of your
beautiful boys and girls —
Separately, we will write
our chapter to make
a better today;
from this moment on
forget about tomorrow
for a little while,
right here and right now
say grace and give thanks.

Flash fiction: What Came Alive Before Me

Sneak preview of What Came Alive before Me

“I have shut myself from tonight’s prime time talk show. If your love that had long expired; now fervently returns to claim the stained canvas and crystal white palette from the store down the street that buys and sells second-hand goods.”

Thank you for all your support, my beautiful people

Much love…

Poem: On Wall

This picture
exists due to your
unending words and magic,
Our scents in carousel —
Pain subsides; bursting twilight.

Poem: Skin Deep

Ode to this beat of my heart,
My fingers move beyond my grip,
Wide awake and stroking love,
Tasting sweetness in salty tears,
Oh, so comfortable this affection
I have — down to this beautiful stranger.
Your voice and that deep breathing,
Close my eyes and let it go,
A mere touch will never be enough,
Take it slow; take it all with you.

Micropoetry #58

This inspiration comes
when I needed you most,
Waste no more time
to the one I should learn
to love right now. Watching you

sipping between coffee,
Lips got burnt due to
your face plastered on the screen,
I should burn your Apple, instead —
I’m falling for you

Micropoetry #57

Let me ask you truthfully
How long you’ve been waiting?
Eight years that seems to be eighty —
Now we are here face to face
I have drowned in your embrace,
Your lips are meant to shelter me.

Yangsze Choo

Likes to eat and read

bjsscribbles

“Trusting God turns the deepest crisis into the highest praise.”

Random Musings

Poetry by Pooja Alok

cantoneseinorge

Keeping Cantonese alive in Norway

Graham Lawrence

Publisher, Editor, Teacher, Trainer, Designer and Educational Administrator

Sincerely, Shalom

我除了與我的根重新連結, 也種植我的新生活。

My Hong Kong Husband

Third culture wife: Polish girl married to a Hongkonger, fresh off the airplane in Ireland. AMWF, lifestyle, culture, food, Asian fashion and a little bit of Cantonese

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