Lyrics : 回忆

Wrote this when I was feeling really upset cause of someone close.

还记得是怎么相遇
亿万多人在这里
但却是你

还记得那欢乐时光
时间一分一秒的
这样过去

你就这样突然离去
选择忘记这段友谊
会不会感到孤寂
你究竟去了那里

你就这样离我远去
仿佛消失在人群里
喜怒哀乐去了那里
现在只剩下那段回忆

记得以前的苦与乐
说过要同甘共苦
一起努力

但是现在你怎么了
诺言何时要兑现
被你遗弃

你就这样转身而去
选择忘记这段友谊
感情这样被你丢弃
你真的可以忘记

不知不觉停在这里
一个人单独的呼吸
日子还是要过下去
朋友你到底去了哪里？

Essay : The Chase

Another homework.

Her eyes darted around the shop slowly, as she scanned the surroundings. She inhaled deeply, as she felt her heart literally thumping against her chest. She was feeling nervous, and yet excited at the same time. The mixture of emotions thrilled her even more and the thought of getting away with it made her lips curl up involuntarily. She smiled.

She turned around, making sure that the fat and burly shopkeeper was not looking, and in one swift motion, she grabbed the bottle of perfume and dumped it into her handbag. Scanning her surroundings again, she made her way out of the shop.

She let out a long sigh the moment she stepped out of the shop. “Bingo... another successful attempt again!” she thought, as she mentally congratulate herself. She smiled proudly and tilted her head up high, walking down the long stretch of shophouses as confidently as possible. This bottle of perfume will add on to the huge stash of treasures she had stolen.

“You stole something,” a voice said suddenly, as she felt a firm hand on her petite shoulders. “Surrender it... and I'll let you go!”

The voice sounded vaguely familiar. She tried recalling where she heard it. At a loss for what to do, she grabbed the hand, turned, and twisted it. The man knelt on the floor, as he grimaced in pain, cursing her. It was... the shopkeeper.

“Stop there!” another voice said. It was a young man and he was running in her direction. “I saw you stealing!” he screamed.

She stood rooted to the ground, hurriedly devising a plan. The only way out now, was to escape. She started running, pushing through the crowed of shoppers, down the entire row of shops, too afraid to even stop to catch her breath. All her excitement was replaced by sheer fear. Should I surrender?

She ran past the shops as fast as her legs could carry her. She had decided. She could not get caught. She would not give in. She would not surrender. This was the first time she was spotted stealing, and she was going to get away with it.

She ran and ran desperately. Cries from the young man could be heard faintly from behind her. Her face was red, her breath was short. It was tearing her apart, but she would not stop. He was just behind her! Millions of thoughts went through her mind, as she ran. She thought of why she was stealing in the first place. It was all for thrill; the cheap thrill that she had always got. The sense of pride and confidence...

She turned her head behind, trying to spot the young man. She saw him catching up, shouting and waving his hands. He was not far now...

The next thing she knew, she fell to the ground. She had knocked somebody down... She felt a burning sensation on her knees, as crimson red blood oozed out from the new wound. She tried standing up, but her legs gave way below her. She was in pain, and she could no longer run.

“You thief!” The young man called out, as he ran towards her....

Essay : Fear

My homework. : D

I stared back at my son, as I lied on the white hospital bed. “Are you sure that was the right diagnosis?” I questioned, unable to accept what he just said.

He looked down and sighed, as he tried to find the right words.

“Yes, mum,” He replied, his eyes avoiding mine. “Dr. Lee said that you will need an operation. As soon as possible...”

I froze for a minute, as I tried composing my thoughts. All I remembered was having problems breathing, my chest tightening, and then total darkness. When I woke up, I found myself in a foreign place, my son and daughter-in-law beside my bed. And then, the bad news.

“Mum, are you alright?” My daughter-in-law said, as she reached out to touch my hands, breaking my chain of thoughts. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she must have been crying since the doctor told them my condition. “You'll be alright, I'm sure!” she said, giving me a little squeeze of encouragement.

What am I suffering from? I do not know. The medical terms were too profound for an old lady like me. Will I be alright? I do not know too. Do I want to live? Yes, I want to. But I am afraid.

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Night fell and the lights went out. I was still wide awake, unable to fall asleep. I thought of my childhood in the old village. I remembered the carefree days I used to led, and the great times I spent with my older siblings. Now they have passed on, and it will be my turn soon.

I thought of how I met my late husband, how we went against all odds and got married. I thought of how I overcame my husband's young death, and the tough process of nurturing my young infant into a promising youth and finally a successful adult single-handedly.

I thought of how fate had been cruel to me, all along. I had just retired after slogging my life for the past sixty-seven years and have not yet enjoy the fruits of my labour. And now, death came knocking and it is about time for me to go.

As fatigue set itself in, my eyelids became heavy and images of my loved ones began flashing in my mind. I could not bear to leave my son and my daughter-in-law behind. My only remaining wish before death is experience the joy of being a grandmother. And yet, I guess I can never experience it, ever.

As the clock ticked, second by second closing to dawn, the fear of death became overwhelming. But I did not want to sleep, as my operation is scheduled right in the morning. I toyed with the idea of calling off the operation. But that will mean certain death...

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As I lied on the cold white bed, I was slowly wheeled into the operating room. “I love you,” I whispered to my son and daughter-in-law, before parting with them at the door.

The red light on the operating room lighted up, as I fell asleep...

Lyrics : My Beautiful Stranger

I don't know whether to call this a poem or lyrics, so I'll just file it under lyrics for now. It's written just a moment ago.. Enjoy.

Somehow I wish I could end this.
Cause it's terrible,
Looking from a far.
Hello, Beautiful Stranger,
I think I've fallen for you.

Well you ask me how I've fallen.
I don't know,
Somehow it just happened.
And I feel so strange, so weird.
It's a feeling I can't decipher.

I've never felt this before.
You're so near, and yet so far.
How I wished I could look at you,
Talk to you, embrace you,
My beautiful, beautiful stranger.

Hello Stranger,
I've fallen hard.
I just want you to look my way.
Give me your smile,
And that'd have made my day.

Hello Stranger,
I've given you my heart,
I don't need any commitments.
I just need to get over you,
Get over my beautiful infatuation,
With my beautiful, beautiful stranger.

Poem : Eye

Something I wrote for my artwork over at deviantART.

I looked away as time unwind,
Whatever I had, I left behind.
I closed my eyes, as I bid goodbye,
To the tears and blood,
And the ties that bind.