当爱情离开后。。。

在茫茫人海中，能相识相爱，是缘。

有缘能在一起，并相知相惜，是福。

缘尽了，开始不幸福。

放手了，才会不辛苦。

有些人，能再见亦是朋友。

是爱的不深，还是伤害很浅。

有些人，分手后如同陌路。

是爱的太深，或是心未复原。

诗词：别了

银幕出现　微笑的你
身后一片　宁静风景
悠蓝的天　碧蓝的海
看似相连　只隔一线
却如你我　天渊之　别了

Poem: Serpent in Disgust

the smell of
freshly steamed buns
was too alluring
a bite into it
my stomach turned
my taste buds protest
in an uproar
what lousy
meat bun is this
tasting like cardboard?

i must rinse my mouth
to rid of its foulness
the smell of fresh mint
fills my toothbrush
and mouth
the television in the room
is broadcasting
about a certain toothpaste
i stared at the tube
and vomited

flopped onto the bed
stared at the ceiling
a few fine cracks
stared back at me
then a few dust of cement fell
onto my started face
as the cracks enlarged
and started to crumble
i ran out of the room
and the hotel

the awakening dragon
turns out to be
a serpent
in disgust.

Poem: Subtle Oppression

the media is talking
about a certain man
ending his life by
jumping onto
the rail

disruption
to the masses
curses arise
his story surfaces
about how he suffers

from a debt he can't afford
his household in peril
electricity and water
cut off
children quitting school

is there no other way,
is there no help?
who could he turn to
the loan sharks or
the government?

he is not alone
i suppose

with a barely surviving pay
no house to call a home
no husband to share the burdens
no significant amount in cpf
and many bills to pay

i don't qualify to rent
even a tiny flat from hdb
i earn 'too much' they stated
banks won't give me a loan
i earn 'too little' they claimed

stuck in a progressive society
that only help those
who help themselves
but would i still need help
if i could on my own?

i am not alone
i suppose

suddenly it seems
jumping off the platform
may well be
an option

Poem: Kindergarten

sitting in a corner, feeling trapped
by strange creatures that screamed
and cried for their mothers;
does tears blind our eyes? i wondered
as they failed to see the one they longed for
are just a glass panel away.
i watched in silence the teacher who
was too busy to teach; trying her utmost
to coax a class of thirty-nine.
soon a familiar face appeared beyond
the windows and panicking mothers;
my very own to save me from this noisy chamber.

Nonsensical Poem: 1, 2, 3 Skip

One, Two, Three, Four
I tumble and fall...
Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Think I broke a leg...
Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve
Slowly killing myself...
Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen
The air is getting thin...
Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen
My head is starting to spin...
Nineteen, Twenty
I'll skip until i'm skinny!!!

怕不怕?

最近有一首个很红,有中英版,有小鸡青蛙和卡通人物版... 我指的是郭美美的"不怕不怕"... 少了她的勇气我只能唱.........

看见蟑螂
我很怕很怕啦
它神出鬼没呀
我很怕很怕很怕啦

长着翅膀
我很怕很怕啦
它总是到处飞
我很怕很怕很怕啦

蟑螂很强 毫无禁忌 到处乱飞 蟑螂我怕怕
[mai-a he mai-a hu mai-a ho mai-a ha ha]

没杀虫剂
我很怕很怕啦
有也喷不到它
我很怕很怕很怕啦

老公回来
我不怕不怕啦
一脚踏死它呀
我不怕不怕不怕啦

蟑螂再强 没他腿前 一命呜呼 蟑螂说 bye bye
[mai-a he mai-a hu mai-a ho mai-a ha ha]

诗词: 寒流

寒风刺骨 感冒入侵
包裹在被窝里
仍然颤抖不停
鼻涕直流 忙找纸巾
夜里频打喷嚏
辗转美梦难形
一早醒来 猛然发现
身旁一座山丘
团团的白纸巾
耳边冒然响起
一首怀旧老歌
"卖馄饨~~呀~卖呀卖~馄饨
卖~~~馄饨..."

诗词：话别

与我说话　你感害怕
非我强悍　是你懦弱
我虽火爆　但非卑鄙
小人之心　是我所缺
君子之腹　你无法度
口中诚信　空说无用
满口承诺　已不想听
一切到此　再见无期

Nonsensical Poem #3: The Silent Killer

The door closes,
All eyes are on the row
Of numbers
Taking turns to glow.

Without warning,
The silent killer emerges,
Spreading its poison
Among the group of strangers.

The lady in powersuit,
Her thick layer of rouge
Fails to conceal
Her face that is turning blue.

One after another,
Sting by the poison,
Uneasy rufflings
As impatience rises.

With stoic faces,
Pretending it's absence,
Dignity of the guilty
Temporarily protected.

The door opens,
Victims scramble out
Gasping for air,
Fresh air of freedom.

诗词：他说。。。

他说，
我把我的姓氏送给你，
在你的证件上
抹不去。

他说，
我无法让自己更爱你，
你已比我生命
更珍稀。

他说，
我日夜忙碌疯狂工作，
只为让你舒适
无忧虑。

他说，
我出国公干不停来回，
疲惫身心只求
耳根静。

他说，
交际应酬是工作需要，
何必不断唠叨
惹人恼。

他说，
当空中飞人疲惫不堪，
家仍然最温暖
请等我

她低头不语。。。

Poem: That is just to say....

That is Just to Say
I have eaten
The plums
That were in
The icebox

And which
You were probably
Saving
For breakfast

Forgive me
They were delicious
So sweet
And so cold

By William Carlos Williams

-----

My Singlish version:
Yah lah it's me,
Who eaten
the plums
In the fridge.

You no put
Your name
on them
How I know?

They look sweet
but no leh
sour like wat
my gastric complains...

Poetry Exercise: Metaphors

Poetry Exercise from DPS

My feeble attempt....

It can't be switch on like a tv box,
Tho' it gets hot like a frying wok,
Two can't fit onto a single bed,
It is fragile like a mirror frame.

Connect like a phone call regardless of zone,
But your razor sharp words cut me to my bone,
Like a cup of coffee spilled over the table,
This love is dumped like a panty made of paper.

诗词：棋局

不顾一切、横冲直撞，
只会落得一败涂地。
过分思考、犹豫不决，
只会变得举棋不定。
下棋最重要
是输赢还是对手?
爱情这盘棋，
若输了我也心甘情愿。

[for those who can't read chinese, sorry i'm not able to translate it... :P]

Poem: ???

Moon shining in twililght,
Not a star in sight,
Isolation.

Gazing out into nothing,
Too much on my mind,
Insomnia.

Plush toy in my bossom,
Oblivious to my pain,
Ignorant.

Visions of him in sin city,
Along with illicit company,
Immorality.

Fibs and bulls told too many,
Soon lost its coaxing,
Insouciant.

男女之间。。。

男人对女人应多一点爱、少一点了解。
女人对男人应多一点了解、少一点爱。
~ 李敖，台湾政治家、清谈节目主持。

读后感：
女人不需要你明白她，但一定要用爱来满足她的需要。
男人不需要你爱他，因他的需要不是一定要用爱才能满足。

Men should love women more and know them less.
Women should know men more and love them less.
~ Li Ao, Taiwanese politician and TV Host.

爱是。。。[仍在修改中]

爱是恒久忍耐，
没有爱的忍耐却只是容忍。

爱是不嫉妒，
嫉妒不属于你的只是羡慕。

爱是不自夸，
夸奖他人为要被夸是虚伪。

爱是不张狂，
真正的爱情不该让人抓狂。

爱是不求自己的益处，
牺牲是爱情的根基和坟墓。

爱是不轻易发怒，
但心死的人也能心如止水。

爱是不计算人的恶，
能计算的是账目绝非爱情。

爱是不喜欢不义只喜欢真理，
真相伤人却让你清楚死因。

。。。

爱是永不止息，
只是对象可能早已更换。


写后感：
积极或消极在于角度。正面的人事物也能有反面的感触。。。

［爱是恒久忍耐，不嫉妒，不自夸，不张狂，不求自己的益处，不轻易发怒，不计算人的恶，不喜欢不义只喜欢真理。凡事包容，凡事相信，凡事盼望，凡事忍耐。爱是永不止息 。］


Love is Patient,
Patience without love is merely tolerance.

Love does not seek its own,
Sacrifice is the foundation and tombstone of love.

Love is not jealous,
Jealousy toward what is not your is merely envy.

Love does not brag,
Praising others to seek praise is hyprocisy.

Love is not arrogant,
True love should not drive people up the wall.

Love is not provoked,
So does the dead lays calmly in the grave.

Love does not take into account a wrong suffered,
What can be counted is accounts not love.

Love rejoices in truth,
Truth hurts but at least you know the cause of death.
....

Love never fails,
Tho' the recipient may have changed.

诗词：人如月

震惊过后是疑问，
心痛后是沉默，
一反常态的冷静，
让人措手不及，
是我做错了什么，
还是因有此报，
竟让你如此对我，
多年累积的情感，
一瞬间瓦解，
我只能说
月会缺，
人会变，
定律。。。

[direct translation [for those who can't read chinese ya]:
questions came after the shock,
silence came after heart break,
unexpected calmness,
threw you off guard,
is it something i did wrong?
or is it my retribution?
that drove you to do this to me,
i can only say,
as the moon turn into a crescent,
so does the human heart change,
nature's law...

诗词：机车

时速０公里。。。
戴上安全帽，
骑上小机车，
他载着她出游去，喜悦。。。

时速５０公里。。。
阳光温暖地照耀，
凉风轻掠过她的脸庞，
她望着他的背影，幸福。。。

时速８０公里。。。
机车开始加速，
她的心跟着跳动，
她紧紧搂着他的腰，兴奋。。。

时速１２０公里。。。
机车像风般奔驰，
突然前面一个急转弯，
妈呀！别忘了我在你肚子里！！！


诗词背后：
我妈说，我从小坐机车。甚至还没出世时，她大着肚子也照坐不误！其他浪漫的都是我编的啦！嘻！

诗词：糖衣

色彩斑斓的糖果，
包含不同的味道，
你用那甜甜的糖衣，
轻易夺走我的芳心。。。

细细咀嚼它的甜，
满嘴是你的柔情，
意外发现的方程式，
对我却是百试百灵。。。

在日夜的暴晒下，
甜美竟变成粘腻，
过多糖份和卡路里，
已使我不想再见你。。。


写后感：
爱情就像糖果，让人甜滋滋的。满嘴的甜味，满心的甜蜜。。。但它也像糖果，经不起阳光的照耀，更经不起蚂蚁的侵袭。。。最后，甜美变得粘粘的、腻腻的，甚至会让人反胃。可是没有了爱情的甜美，又如何经得起生活的苦涩滋味？