t: yes, we must
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Friday, February 05, 2010
do you see us?
people who are lost
how did we get lost?
people who are found
how do we be found again?
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
the prof said:
"invest in other people's emotional account"
the ferret with the cherry pie hat didn't buy the idea. so he left.
maybe because people are such delicate creatures.
but lili said: you know, like, we'd rather spill our guts out to a total stranger than to a lover, because, you know, a stranger has never hurt or deceived us. and, we'd probably never see him/her ever again. no feelings. no agendas.
sing me a love song, and you might get a lolly, love.
Monday, January 25, 2010
devour the pain, love
the sky was pouring
as we were pouring our hearts out
wind blowing wildly, madly
thoughts wandering aimlessly
window crashing
did we crash?
white china shattering on the floor
and hearts, too.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
silent talk
twenty-seven millions souls
lingering around
scattered all over
how do we choose
when we can't see any?
do you see me, inside out, love? (do you have a soul? do i?)
do you hear the music in my head sometimes, love?
i long to be myself again, if i may.
is it lonely?
is it lovely?
Friday, January 22, 2010
at the funeral
I've got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death
in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe
chills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snow
At night on the dock
the buses glow like
clouds and I am lonely
thinking of flutes
I miss you always
when I go to the beach
the sand is wet with
tears that seem mine
although I never weep
and hold you in my
heart with a very real
humor you'd be proud of
the parking lot is
crowded and I stand
rattling my keys the car
is empty as a bicycle
what are you doing now
where did you eat your
lunch and were there
lots of anchovies it
is difficult to think
of you without me in
the sentence you depress
me when you are alone
Last night the stars
were numerous and today
snow is their calling
card I'll not be cordial
there is nothing that
distracts me music is
only a crossword puzzle
do you know how it is
when you are the only
passenger if there is a
place further from me
I beg you do not go
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death
in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe
chills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snow
At night on the dock
the buses glow like
clouds and I am lonely
thinking of flutes
I miss you always
when I go to the beach
the sand is wet with
tears that seem mine
although I never weep
and hold you in my
heart with a very real
humor you'd be proud of
the parking lot is
crowded and I stand
rattling my keys the car
is empty as a bicycle
what are you doing now
where did you eat your
lunch and were there
lots of anchovies it
is difficult to think
of you without me in
the sentence you depress
me when you are alone
Last night the stars
were numerous and today
snow is their calling
card I'll not be cordial
there is nothing that
distracts me music is
only a crossword puzzle
do you know how it is
when you are the only
passenger if there is a
place further from me
I beg you do not go
Frank O'Hara
Sunday, January 10, 2010
anywhere you are..
i'm sorry
i just found out
it's been such hell
i wish you well
i'm sorry i wasn't there
when you needed me the most
i wish i could make it up to you
i can't love you
like before
but i do
love you
still
it'll past
it will turn into dust.
Saturday, January 09, 2010
hi, bye, till then
god, i've never seen you sober
well, hello there
well, hello there
hello hello
it's been years
things been crazy
things been crazy
we went crazy
but we're alright now
i don't know
he missed you
but he's alright now
yeah, we are all alright now
i wish i can hug everyone now
me too
farewell hug
but we've just met
but we're going away too
oh my my
i know
you're still sad
but alright
alright
Saturday, January 02, 2010
in the rain, chasing the rain
s: i'm on my way home
t: you chased the wain away
cos ma wished for the rain to calm down for me
oh no i didn't!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
he said:
"the best things come from nowhere."
well darling, i don't know.
i don't believe in magic.
i don't believe in fairy tales.
i don't believe in anything.
but i'd like to.
a change of air.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
the morrow's sorrow
we wait
for april
for birthdays
for christmas
for deepavali
for easter
for father's day
for halloween
for labour day
for mother's day
for pi's day
for raya
for thanksgiving
for valentines
for tomorrow
to say our thanks
to apologize
to see fireworks
to give presents
to wear that red dress
to say a little prayer
to say that three words
to dine a little fancier
to buy momma flowers
to eat turkey and ketupat
to fly a kite
to be nice
lonely creatures we are
just, why not today?
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
goodnight, love
mistakes you haven't done
are peaches
the smell of dying roses
on a rainy day
flickering lights
reoccurring dreams
and as tempting as
all forbidden things are
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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