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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

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10 Downing Street in Hayesland

‘Alcohol makes me sober,
for it makes me super-super!’
says King Hayes with his Budweiser treat,
at the biggest pub of Hayesland, 10 Downing Street.

‘Down it! Down it! Down it!’
says the drunk who never quits.
He thus named the pub, with the liquor wheat,
Down it, Down it, 10 Downing Street!

’24 hours in a day,
24 beers in a case’
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Keep me well-fed, stock up the brew!

Hayesland is the ‘La La Land’,
with the most premier liquor in hand.
A glass of nice wine a day,
Keeps your discomfort away!

Fragments of memories

American singer Kelly Clarkson has a song called ‘A moment like this’, which says A moment like this, some people wait a lifetime.

Yes, life is often composed of the past, of the memories we have, for certain moments that we always want to remember. After having read quite much Romantic literature (in terms of Romantic period), I can see that most writers at that time agreed with that too. Take my favourite poet John Keats as an example, in his poem Bright Star (which is one of my favourite poems of his), he was trying to capture the moment, that he was leaning towards his girlfriend Fanny Browne; in his Ode to a Nightingale, he was trying to turn the moment that he saw the nightingale into literature. Everyone has different moments that he wants to remember: the happy ones, the sad ones, the romantic ones, the hilarious ones, the touching ones…….. But it has to be unique, and probably special.

Well, do we actually live in the past, or the present? (I think we can neglect the possibility of living in the future as we are not Marty in Back to the Future) We all live in the past. If we think about it this way, life is just composed of all the fragments of memories we had, the ‘present’ that we see, is just going to turn to the past, to the history in the next second, just like Jimmy Hendrix said ‘The story if life is quicker than the wink of an eye), the present does not mean much as it turns to the past too quick. That is probably why my favourite Romantic writer John Keats, immersed himself into describing the memories he had, trying to re-collect some of the best moments he had, with the ‘words brighter than bright, and fairer than fair’ (when he described Fanny in his letter) If, I can travel back in time, I would also like to go through certain moments in my life again. (And of course I would like to visit Keats, as he is sometimes my inspiration of writing.) And the following piece of writing, is for me to remember a friend who is going back home soon. (I rarely write poems, so I am not sure if it is a good one)

Forlorn! Forlorn!
For thou art gone.
Lasting fragments I get,
When thou art back for dawn.

Eternal Sunshine with the waking dream,
Woken by the hateful gleam.
Go back where you belong,
We are fish in different streams.  

Poem for Fun--The Horses

The Horses By Hayes Chan

The fairest animal of extravagance,
Bringing the clip-clop sound with hooves.
They are the precious friends to human,
As they raise our lives to roof.

Equipped with lightening speed like flying birds,
Frankel claims the Racing Chief,
Overtaking Zenyatta the Queen of Dirt,
Who retired from a disappointing grief.

Horses’ spirits are what we should learn:
Facing the strongest opponents in race,
Their hearts don’t shrink but burn,
They gallop eagerly at the highest pace!

One’s glory is not in his wealth and skill,
But in his courageous heart and the most ambitious will!

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I just write for fun, this is probably not a good one haha Well I do like horses though, they are lovely!