Allow me

Allow me
to keep the memories
though I might be guilty
to have said goodbye
though I didn't mean
to make it looked so easy

Allow me

Unromantic Poet

When you have no feeling
towards death
love
fate
pain
joy
loss

But one still has poems
in one's heart
beauty
of life itself
should be

the last resort

cambodia

"Right at the perfectly set table by the side riverbank walkway, we sat and watched the crowd and baggers only feet away, flowing by endlessly. As if we were being separated by an invisible screen, 2 worlds, they will never step into our sophisticated world of colours and fragrance, and we, can only be an audience of their world."

"Which one is better? I want to keep one of them in my heart; red? white? green? Rich said it should be the simplest one but when it falls, it leaves that few dots shine like stars,...ok, I will keep this one then, because of its persistence towards beauty, because there is another person liking it."

爱的可能性

我可不可以
被一个不会自爱的人
爱？

我可不可以
爱
一个不自爱的人？

我们可不可以
因为不懂得自爱
而尝试
相爱？

尴尬

当整个世界都在逐渐沉沦的时候

我不知道要用什么心情

来对所谓的 风 花 雪 月

有所描述

它们的过去？

它们的现在？

它们的未来？

甚至我的无言以对

也是用了不少电源

浪漫

也有罪

Real

Au pring
Sum ter
Win tumn
S mer

Seasons in whirlpool
blur
Memories remembered
incomplete pictures

Inhale. Exhale.
Laughter. Tears.
Debit. Credit.
Far (and ) Near.
Cliché so tedious.
Mechanism inevitable.
Growing strength,
or hiding fear?

Another year
Another calendar
So old is life
So long is time
So real
We have stopped asking
“Why?”

1/1/1996

一朵莲花的记忆

一朵莲花
要有
几次的轮回
才会有一霎那
清风秋月的相遇

要我吟一首诗
要我吟一首诗呀
才会有那一瞬间
地老天荒的记忆

月光下
不是一次偶然
也不是所谓奇迹
是几个世纪的等待
是几个光年的徘徊

此刻
只有虫鸣
在微凉夜里
记忆
就只是
记忆