Hello 

Dear writers and readers,

I haven’t been on this site much lately because WordPress has crashed on me many times and also my mother recently passed away. I am feeling down.  Once I get back into writing and published my novel, I will put a post on here.  Thank you everyone for been so kind to me.

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Resting in Rain

It is quiet down here

Where they put me to rest.

As the soil poured on,

The rain cried for me–

While you were butterflying with others. 

Rain falls often 

On the black earth around me–

Reminds of times we walked

In the gardens,

Under the falling rain. 

If I knew at the end,

You still forgot me–

As how you had 

When I was still breathing,

Then I should’ve asked my heart

To rip out some muscles

For you to fall out 

Through the blood I coughed

Each day, leading to the last beating.

Nowadays the rain continues falling 

When I hear footsteps

Stumbled in mud.

At times I wish 

They would leave me alone 

As how everyone did 

When I was still in flesh.

Journey of the moments #29

Not too long ago, in a building, several persons said to me that there was a bird,  that lay unmoved on the stairs for some days, which appeared dead.  They told me to pick up the bird and throw or bury it. As I looked at the bird, its wings or legs might have been injured.  I said to the bird, “move if you can” then it stood up.  Next I said, “can you fly” then suddenly the bird looked at me and flapped its wings, found its way out of the building.  I wish such incident could happen often. 

Journey of the moments #27

With much sufferings created by a number of dictators, politicians, psychopaths, sociopaths, leaders, rapists, amorals, misfits, can the normal humans be more considerate, compassionate, forgiving, sentive… besides the poverty, illnesses, accidents, environmental & natural disasters.  How disheartened life is when certain humans want, take, consume as much as possible?  I believe greed is one major downfall of mankind. 

Fleeting Moments

Never once have I thought

One day with these words

I would write.

The actions you chose,

Had now set for us–

You as the past,

And I am the present.

Regrets I would not take,

Yet holding on,

I do–

To the air that floats 

Between us.

Rain Sound

The rain falls now,

I hear the drops.

One spatters on the roof,

Another plunges to the ground.

Drop and drop, they fall.

Beat and beat, my heart sinks.

Into this night,

The mind sleeps.

Into the day,

The soul awakens.

Rain Wish

If I were to die, 

Then would you come?

For being alive,

I’m just another that breathes.

If death could bring you near,

Then I wish the rain

Would shed upon my coffin,

As when the drops roll on your face,

They would replace your tears.