A Leaf on the Beaten Path (& other poems) Read online

  But these knives could not destroy the reef,

  as they merely sculpted his body and face.

  Through time the reef had been so well trained,

  that the waves exploded and met their graves.

   

  The reef had displayed such a strong disposition,

  he could smile daily to face the ocean's challenge.

 

  The Boy and His Kite

   

  He wasn't very confident about himself

  as he had lost a kite before. The kite was

  playful and frolicked with the winds. She

  wanted to fly as high as she could to touch

  the clouds and reach for the sun. The winds

  were too strong for the boy, and he lost his grip.

  The kite wandered off and joined the winds;

  She was lost in sight, and the boy lost his trust.

   

  This time, the boy tightened the knots to his new

  kite and made sure that the string wasn't too long.

  He gripped as hard as he could and kept his eyes

  on the kite. There weren't many clouds and the winds

  weren't too strong this time. He ought to feel safe

  this time, but to his surprise, the kite got stuck between

  the branches of a tree, and the string got cut off;

  He learned that some things just weren't meant to be.

  Refrigerator

   

  The refrigerator stood alone at a corner

  where his tears were saved in the freezer.

  Strong and sturdy on the outside,

  he was cold and heavy on his inside.

   

  In the house lived a woman who stuffed

  all kinds of junk food to mess his heart.

  She considered him as just an appliance,

  walking past him as though he's invisible.

   

  One night she came home crying to herself

  She's been terribly hurt, that he could tell.

  She walked toward him, and held his hand,

  swung it open gently, and took a glance.

   

  Ice cream, chocolates, and cans of beer

  For ice, she drew open the top freezer

  The fridge wished he could say to her,

  "You use my tears to save your tears."

  The Rock & the Ocean

   

  A piece of rock that had lived alone by the sea

  laid lazily on the sands and said sighfully,

  "I have seen the waves come and go repeatingly,

  and i have touched the sands and felt the breeze.

  For thirty years i have seen through life's miseries

  Everything's a routine, and is as boring as can be."

   

  An echo then came from the vast ocean and replied,

  "You have never touched the clouds in the sky;

  into the deepest abyss, you have never dived;

  you have not met other rocks on the opposite side.

  As the waves wash you out, you'll start to find

  There's a jewel in your heart, and you shouldn't deny."

 

  Kiss from the Rain

   

  The girl stepped cautiously along the sidewalk,

  while the rain kept knocking on the umbrella top,

  as though it was asking her to open the nylon door.

   

  She was being followed wherever she went,

  as the knocking seemed to grow intense.

  "Fold up your umbrella, and join me for a dance.

   

  Don't let that piece of canopy come between us",

  the rain said. "and let it keep you out from fun."

  The girl decided to cast aside the umbrella,

  removed her shoes, for once, to feel the rain.

   

  The rain caressed between her tress of hair,

  kissed her from her forehead to her neck,

  and even touched her every skin.

   

  The girl tiptoed on the flooded floors,

  and made music with her tapping feet.

  She swung her skirt and danced with him,

  tossed her hair and did a joyful spin.

   

  The rain had washed off her inhibitions

  and made her fall in love with him. Even if

  she caught flu, she'd want to get drenched again.

  I Don't Want to Think of You

   

  I shrivel when my room becomes too silent;

  I lurch when friends shower me with concern.

  I fear when turbulent memories never cease;

  I dread the most when i think of our every kiss.

   

  If yearnings of you were a pair of ears,

  i wish they couldn't hear the cries of my tears.

  Over the years i have learnt to be indifferent,

  but those tears proved that i'm still in a delusion. 

   

  We are like a beautiful piece of melody,

  shattered into a hepatology of sad movies.

  Why did you bring me on an unforgettable adventure

  and left me behind with the most painful souvenir.

   

  I don't want to think of you;

  i don't wish to hear your news.

  I don't want to feel the chill;

  i don't wish to think of you.

  流星

  我从未见过流星在夜空中穿越过

  但我听说它会悄悄走进你的梦窝

  就像蝴蝶效应一样在遥远的草地

  它的翅膀在凌晨扇动着我的睡意

  流星在外太空里毫无目的地飞行

  就像我的人生一样活得毫无意义

  微风在朗诵些什么诗 我听不明白

  像流星一样预知我看不见的未来

  宇宙的奥妙是多么辽阔 多么无限

  流星只不过是太空里的一把火焰

  瞬间的光芒改变不了夜晚的漆黑

  我人生中那几次短暂的荣耀光辉

  也改变不了我所有的过错和后悔

  流星在冷漠的夜空寻找光年情感

  我在这疯狂的世界也在寻找方向

  在黎明来临前流星始终没有出现

  等待它的人们愿望仍旧无法实现