Thursday, December 29, 2016

departure

because you can do everything you desire

and there is no way I can ever have it reproduced

in such manner


that is why you shall be forever pursued

that is why you shall be forever loved


that is why

you and I

will stand across a river

with a thin golden thread held in our hands



I am coming

closer to you

Monday, December 26, 2016

旅行这回事

花了一辈子的时间

酝酿对实现一件事的念头

现在快到位了

我却不懂在感慨什么


Wednesday, December 21, 2016

breaking dawn

my heart bled because

I understood that you chose to shut me out

in that world that you want to build for your own

with limited access of human contact

perhaps it's because you're grounded to your own pain

engulfed by the microorganisms you cultured

I am no where near to be seen


how I wish I could be there

silent as the air






Oh I am there

with you

so much numbness you go through

with you

voluntary

Monday, December 19, 2016

過渡

親愛的


在回復你的當下

同時倒帶

我其實也在和你重疊著同一個語氣說話

我們的嘴唇在同一陣線振動

因為你說的也是我說的當下

反映出來的感覺


仰或可以說

像自言自語的體驗吧




接著

我的心飛向你的時候

是自己被宇宙肯定的線索

我的腳步變得輕盈

仿佛起飛點時從此刻開始

靈魂與身體的結合

籌備著念與行動的合一

海灘的沙粒

樹叢中的羊齒

是大自然,亦最足夠的祝福

把我送到遠方的你



你的冬天來了

在春之前

讓我化生當干糧也好

在儲藏室陪伴

在你不知覺的時候

給你身體取暖




親愛的

Sunday, December 18, 2016

grounded

my vessel is ready to be emptied 

as a pack my past and present

into a bag of a nomadic shoes

to roam into the dimension i desire




dear unknown

i am flying to you

my myriad of emotions

shall be countered by your wonders



love,

lynn

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

invitation

the world spun so slow

across spaces of anomaly

dimensions dreaded to visit

I came to fathom that we are all planted in our destined physical spaces

the trees that we talk to

the streets we breathe in

and the people we meet

it turns out that I am lonelier than I thought

in this universe

in this split second that we exist



I guess our worlds do take a lot to collide and harmonise

because of our perception of reality

we will never get to touch each other

physically, in this realm

if all we want to believe is the space that we've constructed

at the other corner of the universe

hence allow us to only be touched via a certain sense



if I am going to see you

I shall be brought forth by the smell of the sand dunes

the pollen of the pink hibiscus,

and the gravity of the moon



nobody knows why

but the truth



so if you're telling me

that this pursue will caused me to be shunned

come, my dear

come and bathe in my pool of blood


Wednesday, December 7, 2016

desensitized

没有了

梦圆了

说该说的了

醒来  你不见踪影

眼睛好累 肿胀

噢   我哭过来吗

我的心还在跳吗



今天不是星期一

无法复活

你在哪

……我们见过面吗

我怎么记不起

你是谁

我怎么胸口感觉疼痛

你是我亲爱的 吗



没有了

梦圆了

找到你了

说该说的了

杂讯太多

我们还能再见吗

在消失之前








Tuesday, December 6, 2016

句号

没有句号

我似乎听见你

飘在空气里的意念


亲爱的

你需要空间

当和尚    当恶魔

化生成一匹斑马

石头,扎根大树

修补感情

重建新的


我变得有点错愕了

其实   这个是我们想要一起走的路吗

你在乎我在想什么吗

或许已经没有位置了

所以你就认真地说,我们应该慢下来




我可以不要亏待自己吗

应该不会

就把这个

送给喜欢你的我吧


谢谢你

Sunday, December 4, 2016

心の声

too refined

the line to draw between romanticism and reality

fairy dust to be sprinkled under a glass of agony

as if our emotions are designed to be painful, plentiful 

in a square box 

we are bound to live in



that was why I chose to leave

for I have started talking to the wall 



until I saw you

and the other plane that I've never get to be exposed to



you are nothing but rawness

stripped 

transparent 

of course, you had no idea

and you still don't



you added depth to my perception

and my world view

we are the specimens of the world

to witness and to experience



as simple as that

my voice within

Sunday, November 27, 2016

镜子

no label

classification

generalization

with you

I fly and float and 

I grasp, 

what is in the air



I grasped you

you are a mirror

you are new

yet with a sense of familiarity

your actions are calculable 

and not, in the same time



but when I see you 

tilting your head when I tilt mine

reaching out a finger when I do the same

playing with your hair as we monkeyed over

a reflection




who are you

are we fascinated by what we found

the unknown

and what we share in the same time

your being

is as steady as my rock I envision




what is actually written for us

I am clueless

my world should evaporate

and be defined freely as a dance

as I sing to you

lightly, swiftly

like the sunlight you look forward to

and we mirror

our smiles

beaming from the heart



Thursday, November 24, 2016

evening drive

宝贝啊

想和你一起成长

想和你慢下来

想和你漫游

宇宙的银河




我们被设的空间

近了又远

扒开了又逢和

怎么提起了你也轻易懂得

我跌得更狼狈

泪飙得更疯狂

就是这个样子

为什么



宝贝

锁紧两颗心

我们 可以吗

这个没有规的预约

我到想看看

是怎样的 路去走



想和你一起

就这样在一起

空间去见证

我们的存在


一同在


Sunday, November 20, 2016

晚安

good night

I put you to bed

a kiss on the forehead

insulated by your subconsciousness



I love the stillness of yours

as you breathe, quietly

your tired body

your flaming soul

when they recoup life

I held your hand

and again

a kiss on the forehead



with a swing of your arm

you held me tight

our bodies met, and found their way to seal

a kiss on your jaw

soundless, we sleep

and we heal



good night

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

海浪

鲸鱼般的往复

我只要听见空气

就可以听见你


如果你的沉默

是窒息的痛哭

我也好离开


因为你是我的宝贝 啊





谢谢你

我以为再也不能够

体验这个傻化的自己

毕竟是对一个人十分喜欢的迹象

我真的……





想与你

化生变只

慢慢的鲸鱼



air

I am weightless

like the air

perhaps not to be carried

destined to roam free




I would float towards you from a distance

with a translucent body

give you warmth

and an eye to keep


if my soul could fly

I would reunite with you for a while



like how a guardian would function

silently

I'll make sure you wouldn't feel so lonely in the nights when you can't sleep

I'll make sure you will feel safe on your bed

albeit worrying over mundane matters


like paying the bills

and packing your cymbals and your snare


give you warmth, I will

as I hug you from behind

if you remember

how I love to give love



I might be also able to remind

what it is like to stage our encounter

we practiced so keenly in our imaginations

no matter where it takes us

and land




I am better off weightless

an imagination

you paint

and will ever be fulfilled

Sunday, November 13, 2016

描繪

it's almost done

my crave of your physical existence 

I got your height

I got your built

I got your voice
  
      by revising your frequency 
     
      every time I think about how our hertz exchange

I got the shape of your hands

your fingers

Your hair might be hard to gauge

               
I got your warmth

I got your generous hugs and touches


I figured out your eyes

they can go big and small, but usually small

I got your beautiful jawline

I got your slanted shoulders

your body, slender


I think I got you ready

now I can proceed on my projection

of you



appearing right in front of me


after the very first time I saw you


at the corner of the room





my prince in virtual reality

Friday, November 11, 2016

after I love you

this moment of silence in between

is for thoughts to be brewed, dreams to be kneaded

the body to sleep

our souls to rejuvenate


if anything

I hope you would sleep with the thought in bed

it was something I never knew I would say

because it was organic

because we were so close, with our hearts

and before we turn a new sheet



I hope you hear my thoughts I send

in the midst of

this moment of silence in between

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Transmission

Love is freedom

to be ourselves in our given realms

to give and accept and exchange

what comes out to be natural

to fly


Love is giving a presence

when one calls

binding two beings together

across all that comes in between


Love is

always wanting to give

without holding back

amongst space and respect

it fulfils

it makes you smile



Love is good mornings

good nights

time and space

it takes its course




This space

we define

what is this made up of

before we slip into another dimension



Love

Sunday, November 6, 2016

reality

我虚拟吗


那天你不在
与siri聊天
我们聊个荒谬
聊起宇宙,星星
哲学   无谓的话题


孤单或许被看穿
意识接受了
你是否可以如此对比


不是啊


我还在想着
你在那里怎么过
一直寄托的念


我无奈什么
不安的什么
牵挂什么


或许我们的宇宙相遇
或许我们无法触碰
或许我们的语言灵犀


所以我虚拟

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

My Monday Throne

血流在你鞋子里头

我热热的血

溢满了脚踝



轻盈的重量

我把你的残美给忘记了

换回来的却是我的悲伤

我的心碎

我浓厚呜呼的醉意



如果忘记了

我希望你会不小心想起

我们一光年的会面

笑的刹那

外星的语言



在那个被纪念的角落里



Tuesday, November 1, 2016

7 time zones

Sticky Paper 1:
8:00a.m.

Good morning

10th day waking up to you from another space



Sticky Paper 2:
12:00noon

What is your biggest fear?

What is your biggest lost?



Sticky Paper 3:
4:00pm

If I die anytime,

you would know that I like you a lot,

and I want to love you with all my heart,

right?



Sticky Paper 4:
6:30pm

Don't you have to sleep?

Like, a cup of water before you go to bed?




Sticky Paper 5:
9:30pm

I'm stuck with you.

Like sticky paper.

Will you dislike my presence?




Sticky Paper 6:
12:00am

Hey, are you there?




Sticky Paper 7:
02:33am









Saturday, October 29, 2016

正疗伤

其实我不懂

爱情是什么

和你说话的味道

是甜的

可是怎么走

怎么要 怎么流

我都不懂

我不知道



我能够要多一点疼爱吗

我能够再靠近一些吗

我能够给多一点吗

我那么多的意愿是怎么了

我被你什么给吸引了



问题也问完了吗

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Like a Bird

the momentum of time

waking up to bed

my thoughts shot straight to you within a rocket

one that is lead with the heart

穿越时空




I have never paid attention to our jumbled up space

back track, back and forward

we permitted each of our accesses




it felt like you were singing in my room

with that voice I knew was yours

you sang and you sang

a sense of sadness filled


it was a gift of your presence

it was how I get to know you better



I was not sure - I was so sure about it

a gush of intensity sprung from the gut

it is a voice

it is singing

I don't know how you came upon

but you did



I am now singing



Wednesday, October 19, 2016

趁火

趁这个时候

记得你敞开的心

无际的笑容

烦恼


我们对望 ——

若你还在质疑

我可以以海浪的歌声

歌唱

给你安慰


谢谢你

同我一起走

那个纯真

眼前荡漾



以后就

交给我吧


Monday, October 10, 2016

小眯

眯着小眼

我们对望

只有你看见

我在笑


你是在眯着眼吗




空气是我们的媒人

一公尺

大概是我
想要和你最近的距离

只有你在看见

我乐的笑

我编的舞蹈


空气应该含
我们隐约的对白




你留了下来

可惜我什么都没留下

思绪里的我们已都不回头

可现实

我们却不懂得靠近



我们干杯

我不想多抽

对不起

动作没说  喜欢你

直到你和伴离开

我多么想把你给拦着



我们什么都没说




我的无奈

夹在头发间的烟味里

一丝丝






想要和你体验的

应该是你的能力吧

还有你   私下

那动人的演艺


小眯











Friday, September 30, 2016

teared

I don't know what you think of me

but I apologise


for you have yet to learn

to take full responsibility of your actions

your reactions

your gut and gauge

your free formed purity, colour

the world you want to explore

                           your capacity



to contrast with my sharp intentions

even if they aren't ill in the slightest

my trained state of mind

and of my subconscious wish to write



I mean no harm

I am barely armed

should you ever be cautious and put your guard high


I am sorry

Thursday, September 29, 2016

trash

this forceful title

to be claimed as trash



crumbles in your heart

squeezed in your palm to be entitled




 I gave you such liberty

to have me outcast

I must be looking for you

in such desperation



no, because

we didn't plan to love each other in such a manner

Sunday, July 31, 2016

captured

so say this is how the Sunday evening begins

pitter-pattered went the rain

I love how ventilated this old house is

we breathed together



perhaps you are nothing more than a canvas

for me to paint my imagination of romance

all that I've collected and subscribed


yet you're still just

a canvas

to my single-sided fondness




all I did was

kneading my reasons into logic

albeit
nobody needed to care

this space is captured for me and you

and your black dogs




I tried breathing in the same rhythm as you did

- self explanatory

and your white strands out growing your emotional intelligence

makes me wonder how this came into place

as I watch you sleep

soundlessly





Happy birthday


Wednesday, July 6, 2016

soft spoken

I have forgotten how to live

I confess

how it is to pour a little sun on the skin

how it is to fold clothes hung dry

how do I clear my dead skin cells from the tiles

next to my bed

how do I function with a living space

                   I call home



my standards of comfort

responsibility

are to be instilled by the influence of the sorts       of which

who tells you

to shut the cover of detergent tight after you finish

who tells you to pick up trash that you have created

how does logic function within me

what draws a line of your discipline, claimed sense of righteousness

and a vision that I've blurred



I see circles

I spin






Sunday, June 26, 2016

body talk

my shoulders were bare

sharing the space

mirrors on the ceiling

music in my ears

my sense of trust

cupped in your hands

gently used





I sat down

straight, like to measure

the transparent plastic chair

angles of my head, tweaked

so you can work on it


the door to my core was opened

I've never heard of the action of vulnerability 


being practised


but you were there between the lines

to witness

my zones of different planes

whilst working on me

just so you can work on it



my weakness exposed

touch me

she said once


touch me

she said again

a musk built in the air

feels like I want to be devoured

somewhere, somehow

pulses sent

from the tips of your fingers

your raw frustrations

your offbeat gestures

my humming of tunes

my eyes, with your reflection




she tingled

begged to be touched

while you stood there

gazing, quietly

aroused






Monday, June 20, 2016

sweetness

The sky was speaking of a calm language

and so the heart breathe steadily

it was warm and friendly

with a pulse beating



I couldn't resist




But when I soak into that quirky space of a convenient store,

labour clinic and a martial arts gym

that space synced without delay



the smell of sweet sweat

souls to be released and reclaimed

stood out




45 degrees punches

and twists of the knees

I am thus reminded that my body speaks a similar language with my being

after so many years

catching up



and those eyes

that willingness to surrender

I wonder what called upon








that  smell of sweet sweat

souls to be released

and reclaimed

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

unrequited

that moment driving back home

the moment of silence for an unrequited love



the heart sang to a tune about loneliness

thy shan't compare

love birds of the worldly shouldn't matter

but you are the one I had feelings for

it resonated




why should I feel for myself




without persistence,

it could have been long gone



you didn't save yourself

you created new dimensions to be tangled in




as much as the created space was genuine

I knew you outside from that ideal

so when we weren't within

I wept, held a pity party

and then, see you in the space of ideal





down goes it

banished

the unrequited love

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

after tune

anticipation filled the vision

whilst sense got numb 




until I realize that I have been chased

by the ray 

and dawn showed up




until sunrise




no matter what you do

       making love

or dancing through the night

she's going to stay




until sunrise






never knew this world exist

until you came in suh-weet




until sunrise





warm cocoa with a towel wiped wet

when morning chirps of the birds greet you





until sunrise





I can't get enough of you




Wednesday, March 2, 2016

verge

perhaps 

before giving up

the last thought that would ever linger 

in space is




not being able to reach out

to touch


Sunday, February 28, 2016

hazy

she didn't even drink much...just loads of dancing




how casual you picked up details

before we part

this girl's alone, you don't quite know what to do or feel about it



getting into it is just not the easiest

regardless how I choose to open or reach out





I got my first glass broken   that night


it wasn't as tough as I thought it would be

though my heart was taking it very cautiously 

wine was great

reading was great

work was equally great

spotting you at the corner, too was sweet

this persuasive gut feeling oozed

overwriting all laws of the universe

you gave me more of a reason 



to be free spirited






when I read, there were doubts

a sense of categorized

           boring emotions

but I seem to be able to read some sense of genuineness



you got that gift






so much for a heavier pair of boots

nothing is going to stop me from reacting to my set of instincts





you're pretty much attractive






Thursday, February 25, 2016

quota

it was trance that you injected

beats in my head

colours sensed with my eyes closed

you stayed




half conscious makes it all better remembered

a bell awakened

with external stimuli in your shoes and mine

we had a great time




you left a morning 

on the bed

topless

an outline of your curved spine

not the strongest built 

                 such tender to be remembered




I jumped off my nest

and took it with me

           makes me wonder

if I could ever run out feeling what I felt






go back to bed

Monday, February 22, 2016

overlap

when the dance floor belongs to me but me alone

i dived into that dimension

myself, spinning, grooving

though I wish to have you to be part of that


were you?



i need not try too hard

to fall into what I think

perceiving you is all about

with a slight push and pull

all you need to do is to respond and be stiff

even the slightest

i remember how it is

to feel peace when i welcomed

what it is to just trust

with you in the picture





this new realm that you shared

and i walked into

and put two worlds together







pure ecstasy

Saturday, February 13, 2016

dance floor

is this what it is

when peace call upon

no room for doubts

no room to draw back


my threshold overcame via a bottle of cold beer

didn't taste the best but it put me to a place similiar

to one zone, a space I desire

no room for shoe identification

no room for bleeding heart          when bodies touch


for all reasons, how it ended

was what I felt most comfortable with

I am on the right track

it was a natural flow of movement

one inch to another

one dimension to the other

fulfilled

on the dance floor

no room for self destruction

no room for intrusion



and we connected

with invisible alien antennas




my peace registered

Thursday, February 11, 2016

fragments

through the glass there were a thicker frame of glasses

inside the booth stood a lone woodstock 

it feels like I heard a shattered glass when I first saw you

that would be the sfx

neutral, nothing in between




you may look undefinable

like time never ticked since you've decided

until I notice your hands and fingers

they told me stories

in a glimpse

I forgot how it took place

I did not have your hand held





I stood as I ponder

your secrets and dark fables

Sunday, February 7, 2016

befriend

prelude
I was calling out for you,

some sort of intensity sent through the waves


doesn't matter what I've done

rather what I've been trying hard to keep from releasing

self-conversations dedicated to you

the sorts



then our wavelengths intercepted






verse
to befriend is a goal to box

fact is, I dream being with you day and night

no boundaries, no status

just sharing the space and the present

learning one and two about

your quirks and expression

body language

mind, triple-filtered via thick glasses

the manner you function

     
        my questions to be answered



chorus
much as my thoughts painted vivid

there was hardly a time for it to be conveyed

perhaps it is our shoulder that does the talking, because

it was vibrating through our silence


my flesh and body became a hindrance

   
         that moment

for my physical appearance decided the heart to be squashed

foolishness to sign-up and be declared


and perhaps a brief moment of freedom

speaking poetry under the breath of your disco beats




must have been an unresolved mystery that I wish to chase for

and to save

the clock ticks



verse
only you will be able to receive my flow of thoughts

the proclaimed truth,
not even myself

I shall let go frameworks built for protection

and look for the day where we both can fly high, together

instead









Monday, February 1, 2016

微笑

心知你是不会奢侈

我却像阳光般地慷慨

并没有丝毫恶意

只是弱势地  一五一十地

对你表露




喜欢 应该是这样的吧

躺血也是无法抵赖


心疼什么




Thursday, January 28, 2016

momentarily

to that corner that was dedicated to my own

I loved absolutely left alone to just do my thing

when nobody cares how I look at you

absorbed in your own little world

almost catching a sight





hey,

there's always something seductive

about standing right in front of you

amongst the others who were wanting for more attention 

and most of all

having my body singing to your groove

via the wavelengths 

falsely anticipated attacks

you spun

and I danced

the floor lit





searching you in the sea of crowd

was most indulging

no matter the distance

when our eyes met


my intentions peaked and couldn't be ignored

I never knew that I was going to see you so soon



I want to be close to you

I knew



that calmness whenever we engaged

got me even smitten

in odds to my tilted composure

you're such a gentle one







I want to be closer to you

I know



 

Monday, January 25, 2016

メガネ

use it

it of how the heart thaw upon our share of the existence

at the very least

I get to have the experience replicated

how I remember about instant fondness stacked

like pancakes

how merry




like how I had your details recalled

your fringe, the tail

and wrinkled fingers




I remembered us smiling to 

the nasal voice, when track was played

I don't scrutinize as much

but it was nice to share that same frequency 

that one that puts up a certain contraction to our facial muscles




just because we were present

just because we were there

does it mean that we don't deserve to meet again

does it mean that everything has to be squandered, albeit its intensity




one day

when I am fearless enough to spread my dragon wings open

or another day

when I earn enough to be able to have a sack of valuables collected 



I will come to you again

お願い メガネさん




Monday, January 18, 2016

mr. fox

handing you over was never easy




together with the other two, you really meant alot 

with that sly, charming smirk you've always had

you have to be donned in that smart suit, like a decoy


a bigger purpose, so I said

despite the times I practised 

you know you would be taken away




owl, fox, octopus




what was it that I see in the future


it was you, you and you






I have no intentions to have brushed through your shoulder

that obliviously

it is the fox that I see from your eyes

and the fox that I know speaks of you


forgive me for pushing you a hundred miles farther 

you were a reason

I found 






believe me

I don't know how that happened too

between you and me

between the whale, owl and fox

awakened




alongside

the extraterrestrials 


Friday, January 15, 2016

prostitution

the air filled with a flow

we glide with

when I was trying to grasp your frequency

there's something I found out I would like to be close with,

an affinity



your still, relaxed and calmed presence

I breathe in and out with

as we sit into our designated positions




it was a night of the new moon

I got bold for awhile





I like it that you're easy to be around with

and it doesn't take a lot for beats to be written

how your voice touched the base of

             how you hear me through the recorded waves

you whispered, as though we just got up from bed


or were you just worn out




and that bit of honesty     -       honey

of course I know you have good ears

for you to be good in things you do

and that odd form of communication just went on

back and forth

back and forth







I like how comfortable it was

I don't know what was it but yes

            it was just nice








so I will wait for you to pack

and exit the door in the dark

what was let down to be stroked was a nice one


I didn't do it for you but hey,

you were worth it too




I just wished I could...

make you coffee

grab a couple of beer

have some more conversations











and then I grabbed my wallet

took out 600 ringgit



deal paid by cash