杯景 February 18, 2009
Posted by meehoon in life, love, poem, poetry, song.Tags: 脚印, jazz, life, lyrics, poem, poetry, song, 悲伤, 杯景, 梦境
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早晨起来有点慌 不见你在我身旁
白枕上没凹印 叫声没人应
到了露台才惊醒 看见昨夜的杯影
一人脚步的回音 心跳停顿间的安宁
高杯上的唇印 唤醒了梦境
不曾移动的家具 扰起作夜的悲景
杯里悲伤的杯影 掺透不清
杯与杯间的悲情 凝看似轻
我走回记忆里每一个小径
找寻你离开的脚印
午夜醉酒的呻吟 举杯消愁我更饮
瓶底悠见你背影 寒里喊不停
在思念轨道运行 环绕空虚的心灵
窗旁写歌寻词韵 我与洒脱拚了命
纠缠倔强烙印 崩溃的芳心
落叶北风的降临 寻伤不知为和因
杯里悲伤的杯影 掺透不清
杯与杯间的悲情 凝看似轻
我走回记忆里每一个小径
找寻你离开的脚印
川流红壤刻河循 偏让红土染其红
枝红葡萄丰收晚 得其酒香乃最珍
诗恋之歌 February 15, 2009
Posted by meehoon in life, love, poem, poetry, song.Tags: chinese, life, love, poem, poetry, song
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我不需要完整的旋律
我不需要完美的字句
听见你呼吸的喘吸
我知道我已来不及
去爱你
青柳弯腰点着溪
月圆影懊记起你
风惹朝夕筹矁雨
雨水串泪瞇瞴滴
语落飘洒壤成虚
茶晕棋撩嘲己戏
枝追坠叶叹不器
三枚更掉始终弃
磨墨抽词连成句
夜望星月我爱你
挥手洒脱梦破碎
幕落暗然一场剧
我不需要完整的旋律
我不需要完美的字句
听见你呼吸的喘吸
我知道我已来不及
再见你
~
i don’t understand my hand February 14, 2009
Posted by meehoon in life, love, poem, poetry, song.Tags: break, broken, defense, heart, life, love, lyrics, poem, poetry, sad, snow, song, valentine's
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i don’t understand my hand
on why i am using it to pretend
writing lies
commiting crimes
every night
you came and showed mee
my hand’s warm and free
you held it when you’re freezing in cold
now you shake it off when you found something nicer to hold
then you leave my hand in the cold
the tattoo on the back losing its glow
my hand is tanned got nothing to show
collecting memory dust growing old
why i can still feel your scent
if can’t remember last is when
just like the way you threw my hand
the momentum is still intense
shaking mee, breaking mee, i’m shattering
cutting mee, hurting mee, i’m bleeding
i’m standing on a quicksand
holding up my right hand
banging my head
banging my head
i’m losing all my defense
holding up my both hands
i surrender
i surrender
i’m bleeding
in cold
i’ll be ending my show
it is reddening the snow
but i’ll save my hand
it’s holding the dust in its grip
that is what i keep
it’s still warm in the snow
it’s still there for you to hold
it’s my only hope that glows
Trying To Write A Sad Song With A Happy Tune February 11, 2009
Posted by meehoon in life, love, poem, poetry, song.Tags: colours, crazy, emotions, life, love, not myself, poem, poetry
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too many conversation to recall
too many comforts for us all
whatever happened, who’s to blame…
what to show
story stacked so tall
forming an invicible wall
between you and mee
along aligning fantasy
bursting in reality
i have bad memory
remembering just a bit so tiny
so i write a bad history
before you read mee story
before you hate mee
i bid ” i’m sorry”
i’m trying to write a sad song with a happy tune
add some funny angst to the burning fume
a little bit of la la la~
instead of la la la…
blessed with a memory that is bad
collecting details that are sad
a curse you may call
only that i know
biting it
wouldn’t let it go
i’m trying to write a sad song with a happy tune
come and colour it sky blue with dots of maroon
a little bit of la la la~
a little bit of la la la la la~
handfull memory February 5, 2009
Posted by meehoon in love, poem, poetry, song.Tags: dreams, eyes, hand, heart, love, memory, poem, poetry, skin, song
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it has been so long
before it is touched
~for a while
it has been so long
before it is touched
~for a long long while
anyone has touched my heart
the wind blows and caress my skin
it kindles a sweetness within
it sends mee into a whirlpool to swim
in all my dreams
all it needs is you, you, you you you you
saying something you said
all it needs is you, you, you you you you
doing something you did
then i’ll leak, weak and sick
all it needs is you~
you are everywhere
it is so unfair
you are anywhere i stare
my sadness well-fare
you held my hand
resetting my memory trend
it is always when i’ll try to be friend
it is always in front of melancholy i bend
you you you you you you you
get the hell away from mee
get away from mee
stay away from mee
you…
