Ive been doing alot of pspring cleaning and tidying up recently... digging up all the old boxes and throwing away alot of old rubbish and stuff.. well 坏的不去， 好的不来，correct? anyway i was digging through my stuff and i found a list of poems that i wrote before! way back in erm...2000? i used to write alot tho. Anyways, here's few..
Sovereignty of selfThe skies are dark and gloomy,
the winds spears through my bones,
a quick death...
rain pelts in succession upon my window pane,
howling winds grasp my consciousness
refuse to surrender to sweet slumber
thats lulling me,
lulling my aching body
A fighting arena
made up of my queen bed.
soft cotton sheets buffers
each blow, as i cower
beneath.
Curled up like a little
lost child. wishing i could disappear amongst
each cotton fibre.
The referee's whistle blew,
sudden halt into silence
no winners emerge
in a 1:30 score.
except me.
Out of the arena,
to the cheers of running water,
slapping my sovereignty of self, awake.
Chardonnay of LoveSweet summer wine,
Of memories.
Thick intoxicating ,
Nostalgic soothing hands.
Washes over my soul,
A thousand times over.
The same as it
Had always been.
The end of each time
I remember.
Every drunken detail,
Every heartbeat.
Beginning of every ending cycle,
I follow.
The scented trail,
Of this migrant spirit.
Into the arms of age old wine,
I fall.
In every familiar whisper,
In every familiar touch.
Sweet summer wine,
Of you.
An everlasting intoxication,
An intimate addiction.
ParadiseSweet pink
Blossom valley.
Summer warm
Breezes sweep
The hills of charm.
Ebony cascades
Of the willow tree
Run through my fingers.
Run with me through
The milky cream rivers
Of skin
Kiss the sun through
Parting cirrus clouds.
Rolls the waves of tongue
Through foamy tides,
Till you reach the shore
Lie down
Beside me
Breathe me into your arms,
And lay a whisper
Into my neck
Just stay here
With me.
Secret Love (1sept 2001, 5pm)A secret love
I’ve held within.
Brought to life from
The scars I’ve carried.
A secret longing
For the picture
Perfect painting.
A sacred name
I held upon my lips.
To none nor I
Have heard nor spoken.
A sacred being
Of the perfect love
Besotted and bound to me.
Careless ruffles of
Soft hazel hair
Accentuates those
Eyes of charm.
A syrupy smile
Made in heaven
Subtlety intoxicating.
To hold and be held,
In every waking moment.
Cushioned in all her scent,
Lulls me into a perfect dream.
Away from all I thought true,
To find that she is the truth
I’ve always held within.
AngelSilent whispers into my heart
She’s always around me
Her prayers in my every step
A silhouette in my every thought
She holds me to sleep each night
Her kisses a sweet lullaby
She cradles my heart
With the tenderness of her soul
With each tear I cry
She weeps with such pain
Yet my fragility she protects
With her loving arms.
She ask nought but a
Smile upon my face
And takes me to heaven
Upon her wings
She loves me
Like a child
Untainted in her eyes
Yet she loves me with a passion
Insurmountable by time nor distance
