Thursday, January 27, 2011

Buzz Tweeting Wall

to Gangy...

I love the piece you carved on the top of my wall
it's so big to me though to you, it may be small
it sounds so sweet, so romantic and dearly all
it makes me feel whole, makes me feel tall
Thank you for the tweet, o you, sweet pal
Buzz and bounce from now on, we shall.


Sunday, May 2, 2010

The Fine Lad of Speaking Clan

The fine lad of speaking clan
is not much of a man
whom I think is of virtue
and so heavenly true.

But he is way more delicious and sweeter than
a plate of sweet custard flan
made by the Prince of Bhutan.

No, no. The fine lad of speaking clan
should entirely be banned
from my innocent ice-cream land
and be banished from optical scan.

But I'm still thinking if I would be able to carry out
the intended do right away without doubt.

Because the fine lad of speaking clan
is so much fun.

Saturday, May 1, 2010


Die! Die! Die!
I shall just die
I just can't bear
you just don't care.

Cry! Cry! Cry!
I bloody want to cry
It's just too bad
I feel so sad.

But I can't die just yet
I have promises I kept
I must climb high
I must burn all the sigh.

How much I wish we had never met.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Candy Brain

Some time in the past
I pondered what would happen when
my Thursday night class comes to its end

I wondered if my passion towards the class would last
and if I could see the candy brain again

I wish time did not fly fast
so that I could see the candy brain
every now and then
without reason and pain.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Chirpy, the Birdie

This is not love                           
for love is too strong a word                  
and too strong a feeling.                   
This is rather, a fondness for a human being           
who, when speaking, sounds like a chirpy bird           
that flies freely and so gracefully in the sky above.      

Speak more, chirpy                       
speak more to me                       
for your voice is the mildest to the ear             
amiable and tender                       
soothing the heart                        
gently casting all the worries and doubt.                  

Fly near, birdie                       
fly near to me                          
for nothing is more desired than to rejoice in your company   
and to have you stand by me.                   

Speak more and fly near to me,                  
O chirpy, my birdie.                  

Friday, November 6, 2009

Would you, my pearl?

If you know my deepest cares and concerns
crowding round you everyday in every possible way
would you spare me yours in return?

If you know my strong silent admiration
coming in your way every single day
would you embrace me with your warm affection?

If you know my heart endears you and so fondly shines
seeing you sway and listening to what you say
would you tell me that your heart is mine?

If you know how greatly much I like you
would you like me as much as I do
and say that you like me too?

...pearl, know that I am waiting for you
for that is the only thing I can do.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Deep Reverence

I am incompetent to compare to your skillful ability
Neither am I advanced in English proficiency
Nor eloquent in speaking competency
But I am truthful that I revere you
For your highest humility
and dignified modesty
Even though you hold all the good qualities
Never you be proud and haughty
In fact, you remain humble and friendly
These ascend you to the exalted dignity
Verily, you are the best fellow model to the society.