Mine The Life

Those who never get drunk
Of love
Will misunderstand it.

Lust and love
Are coal and diamond.
One is clear around a lady's finger.
One is dark in a lady's fireplace.

Which of which, Beloved
Is precious?
Either
In different dimensions.

Your Highness Age

Dear,
You.
Could you tell my body
To slow down
And let you go first?

Your Highness Age,
You are too excited
Yes, precise too.
Yet would you please
Leave me an energetic one?

Yours truly,
Weakening Body

how i see myself 😍

how my nephews and nieces see me 😂

About Love

About love
That throbs like screaming wound,
Craving for nothing but
Its own
Genuineness,
Clarity,
Loyality.

No reciprocity
No repayment

It hurts.
It hurts.
Yet it is noble
And true.

It is endless overflow
Of spring water
To the river
Flowing
To the
Sea.

the driver drove me these 2 days has 3 kids; 1 is pursuising police education, 1 is studying to be a technician, 1 is 10 years old

he and his wife work super hard to make their children’s dreams come true — they have double jobs and spend most of their time working

that old man and his loyal wife truly have reflected what love is, reminding me to my parents and what they did for their children

thank you for the love lesson that makes me believe how love changes things

❣️

City of Dreams

What do you dream
Of a city
Where you drive like a snail,
Work like a horse,
Sleep like a girrafe?

Wake up.
The dice is rolling,
A lucky number is falling,
You are winning.

i wrongly booked a hotel — it was supposed to be in BCG yet i wrongly selected the one in the Roxas Boulevard; as a result i am now staying in a hotel with a casino and the room is really not for business people, it is for those busy partying — next time i should be more careful 😎

Kindness

Kindness, Beloved
A strand of gemstones glowing.
A gift for my love--

arriving home from Malaysia, i found a sukun (bread fruit) as a gift from my neighbours (cleaners, gardeners, security guards) for the 2nd time — need to look for things that can give them smile

thank you, neighbours!

Time

I wish a nice day for you
And evening so bright,
In one morning wishing you
Good night.

How time
Broadens our space,
It mimes
Every broken wish.

The Persistence of Memory (painting by Salvador Dali)

About Salvador Dali’s The Persistence of Memory

Cross Road

Walking a cross road,
Filling a crossword puzzle
With just a sweet wit

never hesitate to walk through a cross road where map is sometimes a second thought, the first is always what my heart says ❣️

Perfect?

Perfect, Beloved?
Universe dancing pattern
With risks and blessings--

there is no need to be perfect to be beautiful — it is just about expressing one’s self genuinely

picture from Pinterest

In Our Rendezvous

In our next
Next
Next rendezvous
We won't see but white
And laughter
Decorating the day.
All bad times will be forgotten,
Leaving early with the short memory
Giving us only good times
And an ease that next stage
Is just another
Rendezvous.

if we all survive by then, my best friends and i will look like this 😍 all of us will wear spectacles 😁 how sweet and romantic a friendship can be ❣️

picture from Pinterest

Life Is

Then I remember
That the life assigned to me
Is that that that message says
"A play to seriously play".

Fun with the hardship
Blooming in victory
Relaxed in any sway.
"Cheer up!"

And so what matters is
Just to choose the way.

life is like playing snow in warm clothes, so cool in cold yet warmed and bright 💕

Hard or Light

To remember you is hard
With only shadow in my eyes.
To touch you is hard
With dimensions between us.
To see you is hard
With you unwilling to show up.
To hear you is hard
With your vague heads-up.
Yet to love you is light
As light as light brightening my heart.

someone is lucky to be capable of loving even that whose heart is a frozen clover 🍀

Sweet Heart

What can be sweeter than sugar
Except a heart that sings
In each of her beat
In each of her vibe
In each of her flutter

many minutes of delay mean a lot of tea, book and music — i am not with a sweetheart but always with a sweet heart

💕

New Guest

Who are you, hooman.
Don't sleep here,
My bed.
I am new here.
Yours truly
Visiting cat.

on the bed – this cat belongs to my mother’s neighbour; she visits my mother’s home everyday leaving her 3 kittens screaming, she will run back home when she is full 😍 she even enjoys the bed for her before others can slumber at night 😌

on my lap – a mother sometimes needs a daughter’s lap — neko-chan!!! 😃

A Fan Not

A fan not, dear love
Takes away half of portion
Of adoration.

no garnish, just 2 cabbage rolls for today’s night munching

my first cabbage rolls — not the best, i regretted of putting a can of tomato into it, should have been half of if

i am not a fan of tomato 😌

i still have 8 remaining in the freezer and will make it perfect next year 😍

The Music Is

Once I saw a name
On one of my 100 days
Then a cloud flew
Over the same night
Sweeping away a story
Leaving an end
Hanging silently
With no word
Just my throbbing heart
Counting how long spaces were.
Then I asked you
"Did I really see
You?"

Life Given

Life is given
Each day
To those
Falling in love.

How can I not breathe
You?

the flowers give life to the statue

Atsushi Taniguchi is a florist whose flower arrangements define that that i call falling in love — colourful yet not busy, packed yet not congested, priceless yet not expensive, easy yet not cheap, meticulous yet not complicated

💕

Weakest Beast

Know a beast
The one
Weakest
After strongest
Within

Full day watching is my luxury! 💕

going-around-the-bush-love-life in Japanese drama — this won’t be found in any drama in my country

enriching my repertoire of romantic-comedy drama — how a romance can be that complicated up beyond my tolerance 🫣

https://www.ntv.co.jp/english/sphone/pc/2018/10/weakest-beast.html

I to You

If I can cry my soul,
It is only for
You.

I
Whose heart is made of
Silken nets miss
You.

I
Whose plane wanders
Circumambulate
You.

stillness that spins, noise that calms, memory that vanishes, emptiness that fulfils — all within

what’s missed has all been met at a point for a moment then time pulls the wanderer to keep the journey on and on like a subtle network full of signs and wisdom about the beloved

happy long weekend with no interruption

💕

Now Here

Now here, Beloved
Is the best nowhere to go.
Breathing, close your eyes.

gethuk sukun with grated palm sugar 💕 for today’s breakfast! long weekend will be full of home cooking and some fun now and here

happy long weekend fully home…. no no fully home, maybe biking or walking too

waking up hungry, i went to kitchen this morning; re-steam the sukun then put one big slice in the mortar

yesterday aunty cleaning service knocked my door and showed me a big sukun (breasfruit) saying “Ma’am, would you mind cutting this into 2, one for me and and for you” — she promised me to give some sukun harvested from a tree at the green swimming pool; of course i did it happily! thank you very much, Aunty! 💕

i loved to eat it steamed or fried back home — can i grow it in my backyard? 😍

About sukun