I gaze upon your face tonight
my sweet, sweet John
I wonder what entails your dream?
I wish i could peep a slight...
But these eyes of mine could only view
is a charming endeared you,
my ever delicate significant other
with a golden circle 'round your ring finger...
I inspect my ring in addition to
and it didn't look golden at all
For momentarily little by little
it exhibits smaller essential photos
Pictures of how two hearts were bind
within the heat of love's pyre,
under the rocking waters' desire
and the erratic wings of wild blue yonder...
Sketches like we pledge our love on winter's noon
Then spring passed by so soon
You took my hand and we danced across
the soft, green grass of June...
Like of nights where you never missed
to kiss my hair in the autumn's breeze
or warmth my soul with the gifts of your
I love you love and i love you more
A year of wondrous picture to fonder
in our anniversary gifts caped with wonders
Oh my darling delight whom with joy i picked,
these love-filled images beacon me to frolic.
This is a collection of poems that I have written from the time i arrived in Hong Kong up to the present ; they tell of the things I have experienced and some speak of the experiences of others.Most of the poems were published in the e-pub of Asian Human Rights Commission and WUNRN (Women's United Nations Report Network) Some of my works regarding violence against women and poverty were also published in www.shetizenjournalist.com and www.worldpulse.com .
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Remember....
there in the shadow of the moon
our souls meet
Not undeniably sweet
but
ample to retort a blatant "What?"
with a smile
to beguile
the doom
You took my oath
and carved them
in your dreams;
where silvery thoughts
fly like butterflies
like that of a paradise
we both longed...
There beneath the shadow
we decided to view
the bliss we never knew
nor we had ever seen
in the epoch of our reality.
Awaiting thy words,
I felt the world
trembled neath my feet.
I looked into your eyes
a pair of dry ice
suddenly met my hopeful breath,
but it only last for a bit.
I felt the cork-like,sweet
camouflage to my well-being
lifted the gimlet from my heart
commanding, beckoning
the darkness within me
to flee...
Immersed on the shadow
you hold my hand
and the wind started to dance
and create waves
"It's not bad to dream
a still tarn beneath the heaven",
you whispered with a grin...
and from then on
our ascending journey began...
our souls meet
Not undeniably sweet
but
ample to retort a blatant "What?"
with a smile
to beguile
the doom
You took my oath
and carved them
in your dreams;
where silvery thoughts
fly like butterflies
like that of a paradise
we both longed...
There beneath the shadow
we decided to view
the bliss we never knew
nor we had ever seen
in the epoch of our reality.
Awaiting thy words,
I felt the world
trembled neath my feet.
I looked into your eyes
a pair of dry ice
suddenly met my hopeful breath,
but it only last for a bit.
I felt the cork-like,sweet
camouflage to my well-being
lifted the gimlet from my heart
commanding, beckoning
the darkness within me
to flee...
Immersed on the shadow
you hold my hand
and the wind started to dance
and create waves
"It's not bad to dream
a still tarn beneath the heaven",
you whispered with a grin...
and from then on
our ascending journey began...
Sunday, November 20, 2011
a poem from the lilttle novel i am currently working ("',)
The tiny sweet rain drops poured
And the world begun to wonder
Will her lonely heart be healed?
Or will it continue to wander?
She traveled on the land of snow
And breathe the winter air
When will her world be set aglow?
Where’s the key to end her despair?
Oh princess of the gloomy noon
Oh damsel of the ire
Where is your prince, will he come soon?
Will he come with a pyre?
The wind has come then goes and come
And yet no prince had come
Will she still hold to his falseness?
And be racked to love’s disease?
Who knows what does her heart desires
Or does her heart still live?
Albeit the fact that she never tires
Yet what steam rises on a heart ‘twas caved?
Thursday, November 10, 2011
My Precious Devine
How could I possibly let the minute pass by
Without making a candid smile
The music of your voice when calling my name
Is such a wondrous song to hear
It was so soft and soothing
It was so equisite in its manner
Oh treasured one,my euphonic partner
You are revered in your every way
Although they seemed oldish to others
But others' view points are worthless to me anyway
Nevertheless my precious devine
Eighty-ish' ways tend to gratify me
You pampered me with matchless glamour
That no one at all could do ever.
Without making a candid smile
The music of your voice when calling my name
Is such a wondrous song to hear
It was so soft and soothing
It was so equisite in its manner
Oh treasured one,my euphonic partner
You are revered in your every way
Although they seemed oldish to others
But others' view points are worthless to me anyway
Nevertheless my precious devine
Eighty-ish' ways tend to gratify me
You pampered me with matchless glamour
That no one at all could do ever.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
The 26th of October
The sound of the day awakens me
with the notes of joy in the air
and the bright sunlight unfolds the beauty
the stunning beauty of art I adore
His eyes reflects the leaping waters
His voice brings warm touch to my core
diffusing the frightening interaction of ribbons
currents of flaming reds and oranges
that hunt me in my dream last night
Everything seems to be alright
with a sight of him
with a knowledge of him next to me
channels calmness,overtakes darkness
to the essence and eupnea of mine existence.
with the notes of joy in the air
and the bright sunlight unfolds the beauty
the stunning beauty of art I adore
His eyes reflects the leaping waters
His voice brings warm touch to my core
diffusing the frightening interaction of ribbons
currents of flaming reds and oranges
that hunt me in my dream last night
Everything seems to be alright
with a sight of him
with a knowledge of him next to me
channels calmness,overtakes darkness
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011
THE BANQUET I
Second by second
Step by step
Heartbeat by heartbeat
I entered the door
And suddenly i was lost
In a world i haven't been before
Inch by inch
A smile from an unknown man
Turned into a warm smile
It welcomed me at the entrance
Of the Zetland Hall.
So unnbriddled were my feelings
And intensed was the turbulence
That set ablaze in my every nerves
Although it was three degrees that night.
I passed the table of ladies and gents
Drinking wines,laughing
Waiting for the others
I walked in silent feet
On the other side of the table
I never knew why my heart
My stupid heart throbs odd that night
Making my feet froze in my shoes
Until I was invited to the light
And joined the ladies on the other table
The natural art of my essence flows normally
With every zip of white wine
Little by little i felt fine
Time creeps but even the word time itself,
I totally forgot
As i indulged myself to the splendid,
gratifying conversations with Andrea
And with ever cordial and soft-spoken Julia
with a glass of wine...
And all my love burned
When in a glance I spotted him
Oh,but my all,the love of my life
Everything stopped except him smiling at me
And the rhapsodic song began to play
Introductions came but hey!
I forgot the names of some
After the roasting, melting hugs and kisses
From the love of my life
Hand in hand we entered the banquet hall
Oh! But heaven only knew the balls of crystal bliss
Glistening at the tip of my brows.
THE BANQUET II
Inside the antediluvian dining hall
Six crystal chandeliers hanging atop
The well-decorated table
And the pearls at the end of mine,
My observant glistening eyes
Sparkles at my precious Angel
Holding my hand and squeezing it twice
A reassuring gesture of love
That truly liquefies my uneasiness.
Cordiality floats around the hall
And the stained glass windows
Reflects the smiles and complaisance
Of everyone on that clubby night
The soup...
The turkey...
The dessert...
The wine that were served to me...
Nothing could taste terrific like them
When Stewart is smiling at me,
Beside me,holding me...
His touch is such a constant trance
How welded is my equipoise
When love was this enchanting?
I am breathing significant breath
Painting substantial photographs
Of valued moments within heavenly moments
At the banquet
With gentlemen
With new-found friends
And with the love of my life.
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