many words

so i made up my mind
thinking of a rhythm that defines
about the fireflies in the sky
what would make stars come alive at night

but i should write the words in line
putting them side by side
line by line would not make them fine
what about painting my new wall with words that shine

so long i haven;t been writing
or would you say typing?
holding pen writing scams of life
whose the lamb whose the lion that’s blind

detached is what said of my mind
for sometimes it is flat and you fall of the cliff
sew all the scene and play it with a drift
do you understand or you say what the heck

why is this author scanning in dark
finding words that’re mismatched
and put them in a fight
trial and see who will win your mind/heart

北极光

我没有心事坠地   漂浮于一定的频率
流星雨洒满天地   心跳再抑泪水已滴
眼看北极颖天光   惊悟身于世界顶端
泪欢旧日唉悲观   探索心空世星房，赞！

nothing is new

nothing is new.
that’s the truth.
i wonder what’s old?
that the emotion still grows?
that would be so low.
i would hate it and it will be sold.
what else do you want to know?
it is always better when it is not told.
keeps you guessing. that’s the fun.
do you want to run?
from me?
will i chase after…

mistake

do you hate me
seeing me in front of you
as your mistake

i want to say i’m sorry
but i have done nothing wrong
here i am acting out again
because of an ill fated dream we had

i don’t know what to do
but there’s nothing i need to do
here i am soaking in blaming game
because of a sick mind that resides

hello,
i’m the mistake you’re looking for
careless and dangerously saved for yet another
imminent threat

why do i see you in this way
faking a windless sway
come the splashing of cold air
chilled to bone i am in despair

come tell me, come tell me now
tell me what can i do
to not think that i’m that mistake
you made, tell me how
not to dump myself into that puddle
you made

i miss you

i just want to write how i’m still missing you
i want to make it simple without telling you
that i wonder if i’m still in love with you
not now, not any time somehow

that is it, i guess, bankrupt of words worthy of my situation
that’s my ego defending my poor emotional shield
i wouldn’t let my imagination run wild
colouring my emotions that would shout aloud

i am convinced that the comma in this sentence is the end
the end of a story with a symbol that is hanged,
graphical yet illogical, i am an emotional masochist
tendering the sufferings making the emotional ringings
to my own liking

there, it was wild again and it was out of control
i made it dark and fake and there’s lack of realism
who am i behind this cloak of imagination
fantasism of a dreamer feared of realism

Still Miss You (Somehow)

looking on the shadow casting in mid-air
after the rain i found myself in the mist of despair
i can’t see it through to clearly imagining you
what’s left inside of me is just your love tattoo

pacing in silence careful not to make a sound
what can i say to not let you turn down
arranging words making statements that drown
going nowhere in this place called love town

i still miss you (somehow)
this love is new (somehow)
i still love you (somehow)
it’ll never due (somehow)

that might be the snow in the summer
that’s your glow that gave me this cancer
i’m jailed in this crimson love of fame
everyday in this self-loathing game

where’s the masks that i wear for disguise
each one perfect for my next lie
when i perform cheating games in love shanghai
dropped when i couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye

i still miss you (somehow)
this love is new (somehow)
i still love you (somehow)
it’ll never due (somehow)

in this wordy phrase to describe your gaze
and how i fell into this craze of your love maze
i chase i chase and never forget to to pray
to prey on your love, in this wordplay

in my days, i still miss you (somehow)
everyday i miss you…

little story from the book of love

i was thinking about you
and you were thinking about me
looking at you looking at me
i was thinking about love
when you were smiling back at me
i can’t hold back
and i can’t look back
thinking if i did nothing
when it was love waving at me

there there you go
pacing in the snow
there there you go
thinking i don’t know

i am holding your hands
and you are holding the man
looking at you looking at me
i think this is love staring back at me
i can’t hold back
and i can’t look back
thinking about this scene
if i did not kiss you in my dream

there there you go
that’s your afterglow
there there you go
when you’re lying below