HomeCuddling insideThe embrace of your heartIt's so warm hereThe beat is the gentle lullabyeThat my sighs and breath fall intoPlease, never part from this place we call homeBecause home is here, together,In eachother's arms,Within our heartsAlways together
They Call me GrownIt feels like breathing in fog tonightThe air is warm and movingA chapter of my life is coming to a closeHow will I ever know just what's to be done?I still feel like I'm a child,Yet they call me grownAnd I'm coming to the conclusion thatAdults are just overgrown children,That have lost the joyAnd the mistakes they makeAre almost no different.Oh, to be caught in between them!Independence burns on my fingertipsBut my mind reacts slowly, and scared,To be called a coward was not my ambition,But I feel like one now.
Think Unresponsive CloudsI want to tear down these cloudsLike the heavy curtains they areThey hang there, hopelessly,Not parting, nor breaking into tearsLet me shred them away, I beg of you,Before I go madBecause I feel like a caged beastTrapped under these unmoving, thoughtless cloudsLet freely shine the sun
OneSome people want to be known by the worldTo be honest, I don't think it be worth it.Why have the world know only your face,When one would know your heart, you, so much better?Why sell yourself to everyone in the world?When you could mean the world to one?
Soft and SteadySoft and steadyIs the way one breathesOnce night reaches a certain hourIt terrifies meTo be awake while you sleepBecause my demons are hungry for powerThey whisper their doubtIn the crevices of my mindWhile my soul tries to fight them awayPanicked, I quiver,Though not alone in this winter,I'll breathe when you promise to stay
Long WeekI don't feel like myself todayAnd I don't know whyIn fact, I haven't felt like myself all weekAnd it's driving me mad, that I can't even speakTo explain this odd feeling, a feeling so weakIn spirit, in color, in all that I call, "me"
I Want to Know YouTell me about youWhat you love, the past you're running fromTell me the person you'd like to beWhere you'd like to go, where you feel at homeIf you're scared of being alone... just tell meIt might be arrogant to promise, but I'll listen.Tell me about youAnd we can lose ourselves for a whileIn the fragility of words and the slow slip of timeIn that wonderful propinquityOf just simply being with each other
Thunder OpposersWords, create shapes,As you enter the air.'Cause we're whisperin' Against thunder...And he doesn't careThat his rumblin' drowns our voiceHis shadow, our lightSo words, take your shapeAnd strike back, or take flight
Serpent HuntingThe King of the SerpentsLays in his jungleWatching passers byWith an unblinking gazePinning his preyTo the walls of the backdropFrozen, and waiting,They watch as he swaysHe dances once for themThe beautiful macabreOf twirling and slinkingTo a song that he hearsWhile the jungle remains silentFrozen, and waiting,Lost in his danceIn that moment of fear
DeceptiveDeceptive:Little butterfly,Tempting with beautiful wings;Poisons quickly.-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
night sky haikuadorningthe temple's roofcrescent moon
*Smell Summer*Colourful gardenHerbaceous border delightsFlowers ripple, breezeFluttering colourful flashSettles on Buddleia.Soft gentle rainfallShelter taken under leafOut of human sightHerbaceous perfume pervadesSolitary walk.Delice19413.8.15
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haikuwrimo summer 2008*1*小夜風や枯れ葉一切れ道渡りsayokaze ya kareha hitokire michiwatarithe gentle night breeze-a dried leafventures across the road.*2*色褪せた写真を照らす西日かなiro aseta shashin wo terasu nishibi kanaupon a faded photograph,the westerly sun.*3*のどけしや車輪の前で鳩集うnodokeshi ya sharin no mae de hato tudoutranquility-pigeons gatherin front of car wheels.*4*傘の色多くに雨は降り続くkasa no iro ooku ni ame wa furituzukucolorful umbrellas on the walkway,the incessant rain.*5*夕焼の古い廊下や飯香るyuuyake no furui rouka ya meshi kaoruold corridor in evening glow-rice fragrance wafts.*6*
Tiger's ChokaAmong the forestAs snow falls upon the earthA tiger sauntersTo a frigid rivuletTaking a drink, he-Watches the opposite shoreRemaining alertFrom behind a tree, I step-Into the openHe and I watch each otherIn silent respectFor an eternal momentWhen we attest partAll that we needed to sayWas said within the silence
.did you ever stopto think, that maybe the starsare gazing at you
Midnight: A RensakuI'll hold you, fold youtuck you safe in my rib-cage -like first love's lettersI'll seek heaven in your gaze,constellations on your lipsCatch the butterfliesfluttering in my rib-cage -they know me so wellWrite on cerulean skies,breathe under turquoise watersYou pick at my scabskiss me deep in my rib-cage -while I ache from blissI'm but a half-baked body,your warmth will surely rot me
sunflowersthey smile at the sunpetals opening like arms reachingfor more light
Haiku 4Grey skies thick todayThe air is cool and wispyRemembering sun