Friday, November 29, 2013

Good Morning Love

Sometimes I sing because of you

My world turned fancy

just because I carried you along -




So I trespassed into the boundaries of the city in the morn

solo

I walked in and do things I've wanted to do

and also others that I'd imagine I could act upon



I never knew

there was an Indian temple at the corner

nor had a legit trip to visit the Petaling Street

I am a traveller myself

watching the labelled tourists sitting on doorways

sweating under the sun

carrying their bagpacks

people watching

how different am I than you

as we swim between lanes, sunglasses and the rich and poor souls,

anxiety, pleasures derived, and the sugar cane stalls



I got my pair of shoes

as I got ready to be pumped up dancing to my content -

I had conversations with the shoemaker

and tried to converse to the flower seller

yes it was a fruitful trip down

as I untangled the braided jasmines

and realized that it is what I've always wanted to do for myself

my day was as sunny as the afternoon hot sun

just like how I'd sometimes, think about you



I could have stayed longer

but I was called

when we bumped into each other

I remember your smile, warm and welcome like how it always was

my hug was meant to be translated as

a process of metamorphosis, even colourful jellyfishes, or maybe a well-baked apple pie

I don't know if you can tell

or can even have that deconstructed



It didn't matter

you were with me all the time

for I've privily carried you with me

whilst travelling through space

such intimacy you've instilled-



Even if its possibly, an ascension built over false images

I'd go ahead and write this

as if it is a connection of lover's telepathy



I wish

I could tell you more



Tuesday, November 26, 2013

你睡得安稳

太阳初升

我吻了你侧的脸颊

你惺忪的双眼睁开



下意识没被掩盖吧

我被埋藏在哪

你细声地问好

我听见



在你 被温柔阳光拥抱

还坐在有点散乱的白色床单上时

还有

咖啡配午饭间刻

那些细缝

我的  也被你添满

我听见



明天一早

我再约你

在你白色单人床上

日出时    在你身边

静静聆听你早上的呼吸

和你那下意识给我的问好 ——




Tauromakhia

Shadow and light formed no significance

My circadian clock has been unwind

A turmoil observed

Intense and raw

without a sign



My head goes light

Face turned sheet white

Multi facets, direction, dimension

Feels like an internal motion sickness triggered

An overthrown ball of dynamics

pulling strings -

You gave me butterflies

Wasn't there anything I can do to save myself from my own illusions

We are so distanced, distracted

Yet I feel you here so close

I took it too lightly

Never knew I could be engulfed by such

attraction






Breathe

I said






Only when I get to surrender myself to your arms

is when I feel comfort, warmth and tranquil



My instincts are shouting aloud

wish you were here




Sunday, November 24, 2013

Drag

what am I doing here

how am I doing

the sky has a new volume of concentration

thick and dark it was

no penetration of light

I could have paid more attention



was it time to realize

why does she do that to herself


you know - 

I let it go too soon

I remember my guards

they stood with me all the time 

to prevent incidents from turning sour


I always listen to my heart

yet it always brings me to a wall of frustrations

maybe a wall would have been enough

stop playing with your adjectives -

simply because there's no way after that

frustrations don't adorn

they are but excuses for me to distract myself from

my weaknesses



was it because of my hard headedness 

or my ignorance

I refuse to act according to predictability 

I have no ill intention

why am I tied

why am I bound to react to rules



you can't hear me

can't you



Saturday, November 23, 2013

Mid-air

I had the skin soaked with the warmth, sweat

It was never more the right time to remember

How our bodies are bound to connect to our souls

How our inner voice is much churned after an expressive physicality





We have long forgotten how our bodies function

I don't see that in the eyes I locked onto

Sometimes blindness finds us

and reap what's supposed to be innate in within

or maybe it was just me



For I've always imagined myself as a dancer

and made sure my rhythmic pulse engages

my respect for the universe

my thoughts that fly without constrains

and perhaps, my love for you









Out of the green

you stood in the middle of a field of tall grass

you soared with joy

as I caught a glimpse of that



that was all it takes

felt that I was lifted, a grip on my ribcage

I smiled
















Friday, November 22, 2013

90 degrees

I tried to recall your voice

thin, somewhat nasal

a short vocal chord, maybe

I can visualize where your breath travels through the airway

as you speak




I was trapped in that very space

the ground where sins were scarlet, they say

repeatedly, I tried to keep myself sane

my internal self should stand

against all odds

yet I was afraid, timid

I froze




You were at the corner

corner of your comfort

I wondered

how much can beauty mesmerise one's senses

what can you access and retrieve from it

am I part of your collection

of bottles that you'd assemble and eventually

stamp on your sense of existence onto it

I am not beautiful like that

I refuse - but

I am all layered in within




I was reminded this much

triggered by this disparity

left overwhelm - caught off guard

you are my dear

engulfed by the mass

you were alone

a glare and a sharp pain resides



I stood right in front of you

I froze

one eighth of a second





I fled

were you already not there



I fled

shall I take you with me?











Thursday, November 21, 2013

Uncollected

i love it when the sun rises
i'll be able to watch you sleep
i'll hum you a lullaby melody
even though practically
you don't need it

i love it when you're comfy
my senses and observations heighten as you beam
it is your generous energy
i figured, i know what i love what's sensed from you
what i see that's inside you
so lovable, you see
so lovable

lets go out for coffee
lets head down to the pine forest for a picnic
and then a wild chase
lets have more conversations
lets talk about possible top secret conspiracies
lets exchange ideas, execute ideas
lets have fun

an expansion of horizon
i'll take it as an indulgence
i must learn how to appreciate
all sorts of little gestures
instead of running with haste
with such haste
such annoying haste

ah how i miss you
lets go out for coffee