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Raindrops, Tears

The raindrops, are just like my tears,
Dropping on my body, my sorrow, no one hears.
Thinking of her, going on her way,
I think of her, the person, most premier.

Thinking about those fantasies with her,
The memories were never blurred.
Thinking about what we could have been,
My least favorable outcome occurred.

Those good times with you were just short,
Like the rains, not falling, just drops.
Leaving me alone, being melancholy,
Leaving me alone, regretting, non-stop.

These days, the storms, rains, being near.
Those raindrops, or are they, my tears.

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It is Chinese New Year, and here I share one of my favourite Chinese tunes! Enjoy!

Wishing time can go backward,
Going back to the the sweet time we flirt.
‘You are the one I prefer.’
This line, in my mind, would never blur.

Wishing those time would never end,
I adore your smile, your humour, and your scent.
Everything about you is just a godsend.
Nonetheless, time doesn’t go back, we can’t amend.

Every night when I am alone, I whisper thy name,
This would somehow lighten my mood, my flame.
Even just those memories with you, I claim
To be some of the most glorious of my fame.

The cold, cold wind, blew my dream away,
Feeling sorrow, as my love budded in the wrong place

Deja Vu

Among all the others,
You are the one who glitters.
Why is it like this?
Can’t be explained, I even wonder.

My companions just don’t know,
That in my diary, thou art my soul.
Thou hath been long in my mind,
And in my mind, thou shalt forever glow.

Hard to forget thy ever gestures,
Thy green jewel-like eyes, with slight pressure.
Hard to forget thy mild smile,
Just like in summer, the sunny leisure.

I said to myself, that I need to move on from you,
But till today, I have still never got through,
Actually, I just want my time with you, to be a ‘deja vu’!

Paper Plane

As I looked into the sky, I saw a jet gliding to the east.
I looked down to my wrist, seeing her given beads.
Memories of her rush to my melancholic mind,
She is already long gone, I should heed.

I picked up a paper, and made a paper plane.
Slowly and steady, the plane began its campaign.
I closed my eyes, and made a little wish,
The plane flew, like a free bird, unchained.

Hoping the plane will complete its journey,
Quick or slow, a long way without hurry.
All the way, just to see her once,
Just catch the gaze of her eyes, the ultimate jewellery.

If she somehow sees the plane, she might appreciate the art.
This, would warm up the diary, the diary of my heart.

Diary

In the middle of the night, I stared to the dark.
Reading the diary, deep down in my heart.
Feeling like Romeo on stage,
Because you brighten up my page.

Since the first page you appeared in my diary,
You transformed into a holy fairy.
I wish the diary could get thicker each year,
And the main characters remain together, forever.

Those Days

‘Those Days’ (Hayes)

Looking back,
The night that belonged to me and you.
Nothing seems to lack,
Just an enticing night of me and you.

In an instant,
I have too much to say.
We will soon be separated by distance,
I’d only enjoy before the sun fades.

Even tomorrow might be filled with starlight,
It is nowhere near as beautiful,
As tonight’s alluring sight,
Seeing your smile, I feel blissful.

My lonesome, sealed heart was shaken by thy appearance.
Although we parted, thou made my life an elegance.

 

 

Expectation vs Reality

‘Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love.’
(Various sources)

This is quite a good quote about falling in love, and quotes like this, makes me want to believe in love again. It makes me want to believe that love is about finding a person who cares about you, who would understand you, and who is always there for your when you need. In other words, it’s about finding a person who shares mutual love with you, despite what the physical circumstances might be, such as geographical locations and other things. Yes, love is not about having a checklist or scoresheet rating your lover: where he lives, how much he earns, what languages he speaks, how tall he is (e.g. oh no, he lives quite far away, so I’d better not even try; oh no, he hasn’t got a proper job, no!!; oh no, he doesn’t speak my first language, then how would he be able to communicate with my friends and family?!; oh no, he just missed 175cm!)……… it should be about how you feel, and not just the numbers you have on your checklist!

Yep, while the above sounds romantically sensible, this is not how it works nowadays. The physical requirements can be real deal breakers nowadays, no matter how much you are willing to invest/ sacrifice/ commit to a relationship. Not fitting the bill can be seen as recipe for disaster…. well, distance is obviously the major culprit I would guess. The quote at the very beginning, while looking nice, gives people false hope on how a relationship would work. Reality checks in, and stabs you right at the heart, and leaves you bleeding on the cold, hard ground.

Dreams, are my reality
I like to dream of you close to me.
I dream of loving in the night
And loving seems alright
Although it’s only fantasy.
                                                   (Richard Sanderson, Reality)

Sometimes I wish we could just pretend,
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, tell me,
Is this the end.
    (Lily Allen)

It is way too idealistic to believe that beautiful things last forever. No, they don’t. Something that’s beautiful, like fireworks, or sky-writing, isn’t meant to last forever, but just long enough for people appreciate. Everything is like a fireflies, which glow and dim.

Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing,
Especially when I have to watch other people kissing.
                            (Lily Allen)

We all want to go back to a time when ‘everything is great’, when we were happier. However, the happier time we had, the sadder it is to reminisce. Being nostalgic about the past, surely prevents one to move on, by sending him/ her to his/ her imagination-land, leaving him/ her to chase the ‘shadow’.

Some people handle love and never try
I can almost fly with your wings to set me high.
                                             (Daoko)

Drink up one more time, and I’ll make you mine
Keep you apart, deep in my heart. (Elliot Smith)

A perfect partner, is one with whom you can honestly be yourself, because there is no point to wear a mask for fake impression.

I believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there’s any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
                                                 (Before Sunrise)

Well, perfect communication is impossible, as seen from the quote above. There must be conflicts arising between to people, if they are perfectly honest with each other. Just because everyone has different perspectives in things and shares different personal values, life is worthwhile. That is why love is magical and can be the most beautiful thing, because it can bring two completely separate, and distinct people together, through attempting to reach agreements in many things. Well, love is certainly difficult to obtain though, and can often stab people right at the heart, because people tend to put high hope on their imagined romantic life, while the reality is usually not what they expect. Expectation and reality don’t go along well, just like mentos and coca cola.

A romantic would believe distance won’t matter;
A realist would deny the possibility of long-distance relationships.
Anyway, thou art always that tender and sweet girl,
Saved within the gentle closure of my chest.