Poem: Love Revisited

This love is not an obsession
yet difficult to remain conscious
fumbling with insanity,
Like a bird I should hold it with care,
neither too tight, nor too loose
In case the curtain closes;
damage committed –
beyond recognition,
I will let it sink and swim
in this pit-less heart.

They say uninvited love hurts a lifetime,
let him go move on look forward,
The right one will eventually appear;
be patient and persevere
Bear in mind that True Love Waits,
But there’s something no one would resonant:
Once his name has been set in this mind,
will always be as pure as wine,
irreplaceable
Everlasting –

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Poem: Love

doesn’t need to say you’re sorry,
It has no right or wrong,
And it doesn’t ask the reason why
this is happening to you and me,
It comes straight from the heart,
like sweeping feet across the ocean wide,
whether or not you and I are ready,
The distance between us is set to determine,
a crucial test; an endurance
of what is worth the fight,
It could be an endless makeshift,
Beautiful tricks played by fateful chemistry,
If I would to make a wish tonight,
Dear my love, take me to wherever you may be.

Poem: Unrequited

This night I search for the folder in yellow,
where I kept all your photographs in silence.
In this state, I’ve lost my balance and human touch,
Blankness is the only word that sends your face traveling.

I sit with my typewriter along the movable bridge,
At one of the sections, reminding me of her silhouette,
The bridge’s name and hers – I capitalized them in mind;
F-O-R-E-V-E-R always beyond my reach.

Because of you I have to begin with a fresh chapter,
Whether or not I will hear from you
again; whether I have a chance to see you
The best would probably to bury this love within.

One day, you’ll find a letter unopened; unsealed
One day, you may or may not remember me
One day out of nowhere, your arms find its way to me
telling me that you still want me

and that I will reply by bringing you closer,
kissing you and never to have let you go;
Until then your absence only makes this heart
grows evermore fonder.

Poem: Someone Else’s Loneliness

Kiss when your cigarette’s dying
Sing when my eyes are laughing
This weekend dress I’m putting on
Zip the ribbon that turns you on —

Name our child over the cereal bowl
Cross the thorny continents
Miles and miles to prove my worth
only to realise you’re uneasy to find —

Black is where love has gone to hide
Weaving into this messy trail to fight
each of our phony confession
like orphans of forgotten loneliness.

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: Christmas Gifts

Sneak preview of Christmas Gifts

“In the Eve, I received a Moomin card and then collected a little box with 24 inspiring quotes from the downtown hotel. Both gifts were from two lovely women whom I have yet to meet at the Gossip Park.”

Thank you for all your support, my beautiful people

Much love…

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…

Yangsze Choo

Likes to eat and read

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

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Sincerely, Shalom

我除了與我的根重新連結, 也種植我的新生活。

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