Friday, February 12, 2016

Chinese New Year holiday

Maybe it was a conversation i had with Lynette. I feel like friends aren't forever. They come and go, just because that's the way life is. Some move. Some don't like you any more. Some have kids. Some work all the time. It's kind of sad... But it's also beautiful because for a moment in your life you crossed paths.

Lynette says she doesn't have friends. Well I don't have a lot either. And they are all weird.

Anyway yesterday we all went to the wetland park and saw mudskippers and non existent butterflies and all kinds of birds. We rolled around on the grass and pointed at trees and turtles and the sky. Typical city people.

Maybe it's just me but i get all emotional thinking one day i might forget all this. So i should write it down. I think it's because after popo died, i keep thinking that everybody might die soon. Kind of creepy but it's true right?

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Parallel universe

Here on earth
We mourn for our loss and pain
While in a parallel universe 
Angels celebrate 
for their gain

Sunday, January 17, 2016


You say, a world of compassion, 
And I think of rainbows and unicorns
And kittens and new borns
Then you say, the meaning of compassion is, suffering with.
I wonder what kind of myth that is.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016


First I had one nephew
And then I had two.
Few years later,
I had another, 
who knew?
Soon there'll be a whole crew
of nephews, old and new.
When will it all stop?
Just one niece
will do.

Monday, January 4, 2016


My grandma died today
My head hurt like hell.
I know I'll see her one day
in heaven where all is well.

When we meet again
I'll give her a great big hug
She won't recognize me
Because I'll be ninety three.

Thursday, December 24, 2015


The stranger emerges from water
as the wife becomes a mother
Then the stranger meets her father
Whose son is now her brother

Monday, December 14, 2015


An idealist
Is something much different 
from an ideal list 
Or a list of ideals,
a listless dealer,
Or a dealer of lists.

An idealist 
doesn't deal so much with things the eyes can see 
as much as ideas that could be

Sometimes an idealist 
Might even write stuff
Such as this.