Tuesday, July 27, 2010

a quiet battle

obedience.
keep the commandments

do I sway for worldly returns?
do I yearn for non-eternal
do I see beyond the physical


do I follow you my one true LORD.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

GOD heal my son, watch over my daughter.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

妈妈生日快乐

祝你生日快乐
祝你生日快。乐
祝你。生日。。快。乐
祝你生日快乐

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
happy Birthday to MAMA
Happy Birthday to you

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

thank you

Thank YOU GOD!
Thank YOU Parents
Thank YOU Puppy
Thank YOU Dora
Thank YOU FooLukShou
Thank YOU JieJie
Thank YOU Peppies
Thank YOU Clients
Thank YOU D
I love you.
July 1999 KayuAra - 26th April 2010 MerchantSquare.


Tuesday, March 16, 2010

contagious saddness

你伤心, 我伤心, 他伤心。
这日子,怎么都伤心?
还要来做什么?
要来做什么?

the new world

I was just thinking.
as it has been very hot
scorchingly hot
and then it rained
thunderstorm
people fall sick
a lot of people die
so perhaps thousand years ago
they decided that
this will be the season
for all souls day
not no for any unexplainable
supernatural phenomenon
rather that the human body
cannot withstand drastic change of weather as such
especially the young, the old and weak.

I was just thinking.
if you can design refrigerator to preserve freshness
perhaps we can design a GIANT mammoth almost
one to house communities
perhaps just perhaps
we can spray on a preservative of sort
and we can live longer and healthier

and then who cares if it rain or
if it shine?

Thursday, February 25, 2010

obsessive compulsive perfectionist

Spell my name with L and then end it with a V.
that's my worth.
I want to reach the top,
that's my worth.
Chinese speaks Mandarin, English and BM.
who cares if you have a stomach ache.
tuition as usual
music, ballet and arts..
left brain, right brain plus the damn mind maps.
pass the baton to those tiny hands,
let them shoulder our insecurities, mistakes and failures.
No this is a Generation of Knowledge, Technology and Opportunity.
Generation of Obsessive Compulsive Perfectionists.
Don;t look at the TV now.. your homework is more important.
Don't look at me now cos I have 100 things to do
I am too busy making money..
becos your name is spelt with L and I will end it with V
that's your worth.


Friday, February 19, 2010

我的妹妹又生日了。


阿琳。昨天你又生日了。农历生日。
又唱生日歌, 又切cake了。

但我觉得假如这世界有(you又)人应该生日两次,那应该是你。

不会懂得放弃的你, 一个大胆的你,一个如此喜欢帮人的你,
一个如此爱生命的你,
如此宽容的心,热血奔腾 的你。

假如没有真正的 爱这生命,那来这么向往知道未来?
那来这么多力气改善自己,改善他人?

但我觉得假如你真的想知, 我说,这将来, 别急,
就象 有 两次生日的快乐,奖是非常非常

幸福的。

姐姐阿清(庆)启



Being a child is about colours


being a child is about colours
where red
where orange
where blue
where yellow
where green
where purple
where pink
black and brown
are all allowed to be together.
no prejudice just preference.

being a child
it is ok to
cry
laugh out loud
to be angry

where dreams visit every hour
where needs and wants are the same

to be a child again ... is to be free again

p.s. to all of you who never give up in looking for the child in your lives, thank you.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Hay Hay


Hayley (pronounced /ˈheɪli/) is a given name and a surname of Old English origin that means "from the hay meadow",[1]although it has been suggested that it is from the Old Norse word "haela" meaning "hero"

she came in a little package, she came as a surprise.
when he told me quite confidently almost in a conceited manner that she is a girl,
I prayed that she would have big eyes.

some nights I wonder why did God bless me so quickly with another while I was left years waiting for my first.
I saw a beautiful model, brunette, dark brown eyes in the discovery channel one night. Brightest smile.
if i had a daughter, I wish for her to be like her.. A Hayley.

Hayley a Hero.
She lives up to her name

Her stem cells was collected during birth in hope that one day...
She was only two when she took a tissue from the box to wipe the tears off my face
She shifts the stray strands of hair off my face with her tiny fingers
She gives tiny massage to me, my relatives and friends
She brings her brother to class before going to her own
She asked others to leave her brother alone and not to bully him (a privilege she reserves for herself)

She thinks she knows alot so she has plenty to share
we call her auntie becos she reminds us of one..
She Nags
just that day she asked me to wear my clothes properly.

God knew I needed an Angel .. but he know I am a skeptic.. So Hay.


Mama loves you.. happy birthday baby. you are mama's hero.





Friday, November 13, 2009

真还是假?

分。

我心很痛
好象
肌肉一样

非常

受。

有过一样的感觉
又来

不想说
又来

你不要听那也就吧了。


Capital B

Bastards..

Friday, October 30, 2009

listen

y
listen
u
listen
sh
listen
tick
listen
you watching
you reading
you
why don;t you
listen
if God listens
why don't
we
listen
ssh
listen
arrogance hush
fools
why don;t you
listen

Thursday, August 20, 2009

the fan


when I was young,
I used to sit in a classroom
which had no aircon
it came only with a ceiling fan

turning and turning

one day when I looked up
the ceiling fan didn't look quite fasten to the ceiling
it swing violently
the only thing that is holding it was the wires
and it looked as if it was going to fall off the ceiling

I was rather terrified
I was afraid it would drop and chop my head off with its crazy swinging out of control blades

It didn't of course

ceiling fans only existed in school and hospitals
not in HDB flats cos the ceiling were just too low for them

when I came to malaysia
I was surprised to find them in houses

Eventually I got a chance to own a house of my own
and I had to make a choice between standing fan or the ceiling fan
the fear of crazy ceiling fan never left me
But they told me the ceiling fan is more effective in cooling room area than standing fan
and they also explained to me that one must fasten a hook on the beam
and the fan will be hooked to the beam hence it is very very safe
I bought the ceiling fan and got some expert to install it

it turns and cools the room
but I still stare at it and take photo of it
becos you just never know...




Friday, August 14, 2009

Waitng for Harvest

cut the trees,
clear the land,
plough the fields,
sow the seeds,
nurse the young,
pluck the weeds,
watch the crops,
sit and wait
watch up the sky,
feel the heat.. feel the damp
work the fields,
wait for harvest
wait..
as green turns to gold
knows
harvest is good

season after seasons
they pray to the sky
they pray that the unforeseen will be taken care of..
they did what we do

with eyes half blind we followed our guts
we whispered a prayer and do what needed to be done
we worked "the fields"
with sweats, tears and blood though they are almost hard to see

we have physical muscles to show
but we know we are tough as bulls
we know that regardless how the locust plagues
we will not forsake
a mission we were call upon to do
so when it time to harvest
the dance is for God and us
for we know the harvest is good
the Harvest is for us.



syringe

O.. Pull it out.
yank it.
Draw out your syringe
relieve me the pain
Spread the word
pain is unbearable
you animal..
You've punctured a hole..
draw whatever you want
but withdraw your syringe..
relieve me..

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Definitely Not Necessary

Plagues happen due to negligence.
Due to conceitedness
Due to intended forgetfulness
I was at the accident and emergency ward today and a few days ago.
like a war zone, the casualties are flooding through the doors.
Everyone is wearing mask. Cannot tell who has the flu and who hasn't.
I start to think why are there so many people becoming sick.
Poor nutrition.. due to the poor quality of food produce.
stress lack of sleep....pollution.. bad water..

then Plague strikes and suddenly everything is forced to a halt.
everything everyone is scrutinised
when the drugs don't work..
we humble ourselves to seek help from our divine forces

Precaution is better than cure..
Do take care..



Sunday, July 26, 2009

The storyteller


2+5 = 7 ... july = 7... 1st of july is 7
7 is a Perfect number..

God rested on the Seventh day, sanctified it and made it holy.

a creative soul listens, understands, empathises and feels..
a creative heart retells
a creative being inspires
a creative's art never dies..

I remember because on a joyous occasion you made me sad,
I remember because on a tough day you made it easy
I remember because on a sad night you made me smile

I will remember because you left me gifts
My children will remember because I will not forget.

YA: "I want."
DO: "Madam, this is the best I can do. I cannot bring it to you because I don't know where you are."

Rest in Peace Story teller Yasmin

Friday, July 24, 2009

starting point

The body has finally gave in to the constant abuse and neglect. During the pursuit, one has forgotten the reason.

it is for the money. with the money they feel they have the right.
the right to demand
the right to bargain
the right to abuse

we gave in
because we were after the money
the money which promises the life we want
if we have the money, we would possibly have a key to open that treasure box.
with this it gave us a right
the right to excuse
the right to absent
the right to abuse
hours passed..
with narrow focus we continue to pursue
that is the purpose to our life..
doesn't matter so long as we are an inch closer to our imagination

when it is over..
we suddenly begin to pay the price which was due as a result of our pursuit
the Money we wanted instead of building that dream went
to the doctor
to the shrink
to the many material demands
to our vices

we realised we are now further away from the dream..

a figment of our narrowed imagination.

holding the things we have in our hands.. our values, our principles, our family, our friends, our community.. our heritage.
we have more than what Money can buy..
we hold our dreams right within our hands

The body has finally gave in to the constant abuse and neglect. During the pursuit, one has forgotten the reason.

suddenly black out .. you are called HOME ..
just like that
just like that ..
its over ...

Imagine at what price are we willing to price in pursuit of the dream..