accoustic rhetorics

the summer piano,
tune of my melting obsession,
the heaven inferno,
sound of the burning confession.

for the warmth of a love song,
madness have no regrets,
for no right then wrong,
peace of mind is what you will get.

shallow water,
fluffily float the empty-skin puppet,
cry too often like a beginner,
deny too frequent for the summer silhouette.

feel the air,
fill the empty clock in despair,
few dare to water the messy hair,
too furious to even care.

reality is too stoned for the moving rhythm, 
ego is just a maniac mockery phantom, 
so flow with the foolish heart before autumn,
water lily dances with flowing art to spin off the summer momentum.

‘IS HER, IS HIM’                                                                   written by: Lionel Yoong

Modern relationships suffer from the surrealism of existence, everything is dreamy and unclear, include the truth, in fact, there is no truth, just more lies…

[Tagline: raw, brutal, confused]

‘this is the 10th letter i am writing to you, i still feel the same, dying and crying, but i know you are different now, at a different place. I miss you, miss your kisses and your hugs. I miss holding your hands, i miss the time we had together walking under sun set with warm tender shadows along us. I used to fold into your arm and rest my heart on your shoulder. I know you will never replied, i wish she is better, able to take good care of you, i wish she is finally yours’.

‘Jenny, time to go to class, we are very late!’. Mimi, my best friend, she is all i got now. But my mind is suddenly shift to something else that i’ve recalled,

i wrote a text message to Joshua.

‘..we can meet this Sunday’s night for clubbing’.

’superb, i know a place you may like, is called FireBall, it got the music you like…’

I recalled chatting to Joshua over the Internet for a date, a blind date, I’ve never met him before, but nothing worth stopping me from not seeing the light.

‘I am coming Mimi, wait for me….’. I was looking forward for the Sunday…

‘So what do you think Jenny, this place, the music and ambient? Is what you like isn’t it? Hope you enjoy it’. I tried to hold my smile to Joshua, but my heart held me hooked on something, someone, the memory, so quiet and vivid, i can feel the tears buried inside my eyes. I was in a world of my own, the loud music outside, taking a sip of vodka Joshua ordered, i tried to see myself inside, closed my eyes, flying high, falling, lying on the Joshua’s bed, he kissed me, fast and furiously, everywhere,  i could feel his skin, his body pressing against me, my breath was heavy and heavier, he moved his head down between my legs, my mind sunk deep floating alight, moaning, i could feel that i was running wet, lost myself in the wild and for a while a crashing sound broke into my dreamy eyes, ‘We will be together, Jenny, you and me, forever’…i suddenly saw a face so familiar to me, ‘Goodbye Jenny…’. i could feel tears was warming up my face, flooding my eyes.

‘What’s wrong Jenny? I didn’t do you right? I was not good enough for you?’ 

‘No Joshua, is not you, i saw….’

‘You saw…”

“Her”

“Her?”

‘yah…I am sorry…I still love her, deeply’

‘Don’t you love me?’

‘I…can’t…I am sorry…I never loved a guy before…’

‘But you let me, I’ve touched you and you’d liked it…’

‘Yes…I did…no, I mean, with her yes…you were her to me, for a moment…

‘Oh, Jenny…’

‘Joshua, i am sorry…’

‘I still love you…’. Looking at the sunny window, i am writing her my 11th letter….

Dawn drew much later, I was drawn into her, suddenly I heard a message peeped from my mobile phone, ‘How’s your day? I miss you and still love you. Joshua’. I saw Joshua into his eyes before he left in the Morning, I saw my body inside, next to his, outside was nothing to us, dark and cold, but fire of desire was burning deep inside.

’Jenny, how could you!’ The voice, so familiar to me, came haunting me again.

‘Jenny, what’s wrong?’ I saw Mimi was next to me. She gently touched my face, I fell on her shoulder. My heart was free falling, mood sunk deep into darkness, I hit something, suddenly, a wall, so bright, I looked at Mimi, she knew,

‘Tell him, Jenny, he deserves the truth…’

‘What about me? Didn’t I’ve I deserve the whole truth!’, I am too tired to yell, tired of my life, I felt like I was whispering, I could feel my tears, I could feel the wet of Mimi’s shoulder. She held my hand on her lips. I felt the warm and softness. I remembered, I saw him walked away, she was there, my heart felt the pain in split, cut through by a silver knife. Mimi still with me, I could feel her, she belonged to me.

I’ve sent Joshua a text message ‘I am fine, I don’t think we should be seeing each other anymore, I still love her, but I didn’t tell you, I love him too. Good bye’

- End -

you will always on my mind

maybe i dont’ know how to love but yell,
perhaps i dont’ even know you well,
i am just afraid to lose cant’ you tell,
nevertheless i am too emotion to even know myself.

i deserve my punishment in full,
just because i hurt you with no compliments,
but i am just an artistic fool,
do i not deserve 2nd chance being a human?

everything is too late for a chronic tumor,
emotions are just sticky waste and sorry story,
i hate myself for losing sense of humor,
what i’ve found is just a good damn memory.

hope i can meet someone like you again,
for the redemption of my misery,
wish a new inspiration from the suffering pain, 
to fulfill myself to be more than who i am.

i first saw you to such a familiar sight,
but you passed by like a stranger without hesitating,
however you will always on my mind,
take care and all the best in all your undertakings.

being human part III

when you cant’ comprehend,
all you can do is close your eyes,
you wish someone can take your hand,
all you need is to break the ice.

for god you swear to vow,
but life is too broken to be true,
for you are born to be crazy,
we are just made for insanity.

keep smiling to the wild,
free yourself and never stopped flying,
only when you least have it at sight,
you have all you want before dying.

are you worth the million,
with or without you stars are billion,
but your existence is one in the zillion,
the pain is worth the sensation.

oh come and make my day,

sing me a song that i like,
paint me a picture to keep me alive,
write me a poem to compromise,
show me the sign to be wise and nice. 

for you i exist

hope is cold,
down to the toe,
to where rock sits as told,
even the earth feels my sorrow.

river flows high and low,
like my heart is taken on toll,
what i feel is slow to know,
thunder just came too quick like an arrow.

i’ve blown it up,
when the air was slowing down,
i’ve thrown away,
the heaven that i’ve never seen so close.

is free will,
for hell i’ve suffered what i’ve gained,
exist & thrill,
even i’ve lost my mind and gone insane.

god is death,
for i am the master of my own fate,
sound of the deaf,
vision of the blind and dumb faith.

if you could relate,
my bad meant no hate,
forgive me and i will wait,
for the good as long as it takes.

but let me consume my fate,
to all luck in dark and good or bad,
humanity is worth the faith,
nothing too late for being a man.

darkness

in darkness,
you see black and white,
in brightness,
white is the only sight.

so you see more,
when darkness sore,
is what you get in for,
when mood is poor.

force is strong,
when you weak and torn,
work is wrong,
but you feel right for dawn.

for feeling is passion,
master of affection,
servant to obsession,
birth of temptation.

thinking makes you bright,
in reality you see only one side,
feeling is no right,
but in darkness you get the whole light.

being human

the design of it(life) is by chance,

luck could make living shines or shades,

true and lies are just twisted play of fate,

faith is the only way to live straight.

for good or bad is equal in trade,

balance passion is the exchange to be great,

without desire to win the rat race,

for temptation will lose you to hate and disgrace.

how do i live?

if there are rules,
why do i need to choose,
where i don’t know what to do,
how am i to lose.

do i have to learn,
from pain to empty gain,
does it matter if it hurts,
would cure ever be the end.

if there are steps,
why am i still falling,
if season is the reason to accept,
late too early is just a timing. 

so tell me now,
what it is all about,
if life is pretty sure,
why am i not so pure.

can i just sing what i like,
whatever is nice and high,
does it matter if nothing true and wise,
i just don’t want to lie.

show me how to fly awhile,
teach me nothing about left or right,
free me running far and wild,
give me all except how and why.

so let go of my hands,
if you really care a second,
oh hold me strong inside,
would you be my guiding light.

postmodernism 

master your life,
sooner the better,
for otherwise,
life will be your master.

servant of life,
brutal emotion is true lies,
but reality lies no truth,
pleasure is the justice to choose.

Epicurism laid the foundation,
for laughter is the wisdom,
logic have no absolute comprehension,
rhetoric offers no sight to the bottom.

humanity is subjectivity,
for being human is more than just reasoning,
pleasure is the objectivity,
Renaissance pictured life in saint and vanity.

pride leads the deadly 7 sins,
humor set the stage we live in,
absurdity lighten up what you have not seen, 
Nihilism never let you aged without sync.

shadows’ high,

dust goes starry white,

flowers running wild,

another day come by.

the sun is shining,

midday half the by way,

couples are walking,

meet and kiss half way.

air touches your skin,

cool and high,

every moment is new beginning,

born for new meaning.

see the pleasure,

beauty in your eyes,

is now for sure,

feel the warm inside.

desire weaken your sight,

anxiety decays what is nice,

but fate got you wise,

be happy and smile. 

dreams are shining light,

passion makes you real,

life opens wide,

so let’s live and thrill !