22 March 2020
Covid-19, exploring 'an isolation'.
Now, I am a sole being, at least I have confirmed myself for minutes
Sitting at my own balcony, spreading my legs for the most comfortable posture.
Let me be. This is my territory!
but For what, I am here
For what, I opened the doors
For what, I am facing the sun
For what reason, I care all the noises outside my territory. I thought I have just dug myself a safe bunker, an isolation
Hear – the soft clapping sounds on the right
, the winds blow the trees from the left.
Hear - long drawl on the left,the bees are near.
Hear - countless sweet chirps,
, the birds
fly
diagonally.
Big Orchestra
, I am your audience.
The band continues endlessly
Unlike human performers, it will never leave me alone in a complete silence.
It has never been a silence once…
The on-going sounds have never sing with a single loop
But sometimes, a vision is stronger than sounds, a hypnotic vision.
Sounds dissolved as I entered an unnecessary mind game. I challenge myself looking at slow moving clouds without blinks.
Then an angry man appears
Slowly moving forward with a fierce glance
A moving face started to look like someone I may know
Digging into deep thought, who am I thinking to?
Shhhhht to the universe sounds, I need a silence! An Isolation maybe…
The brain is digging, the eyes still wide opened
Drying drying
Drying is becoming dry...
The fat black silhouette like an insect is flying from somewhere,
Crashing the balcony door with its fat head,
As if the scary looking insect is disrupting this hypnotic silence,
hit the drum
The harmonious orchestra continues even louder.
Big Orchestra
, I am now your dancer
*turning my head to where the angry cloud was, it has long gone.
Covid-19, exploring 'an isolation'.
Now, I am a sole being, at least I have confirmed myself for minutes
Sitting at my own balcony, spreading my legs for the most comfortable posture.
Let me be. This is my territory!
but For what, I am here
For what, I opened the doors
For what, I am facing the sun
For what reason, I care all the noises outside my territory. I thought I have just dug myself a safe bunker, an isolation
Hear – the soft clapping sounds on the right
, the winds blow the trees from the left.
Hear - long drawl on the left,the bees are near.
Hear - countless sweet chirps,
, the birds
fly
diagonally.
Big Orchestra
, I am your audience.
The band continues endlessly
Unlike human performers, it will never leave me alone in a complete silence.
It has never been a silence once…
The on-going sounds have never sing with a single loop
But sometimes, a vision is stronger than sounds, a hypnotic vision.
Sounds dissolved as I entered an unnecessary mind game. I challenge myself looking at slow moving clouds without blinks.
Then an angry man appears
Slowly moving forward with a fierce glance
A moving face started to look like someone I may know
Digging into deep thought, who am I thinking to?
Shhhhht to the universe sounds, I need a silence! An Isolation maybe…
The brain is digging, the eyes still wide opened
Drying drying
Drying is becoming dry...
The fat black silhouette like an insect is flying from somewhere,
Crashing the balcony door with its fat head,
As if the scary looking insect is disrupting this hypnotic silence,
hit the drum
The harmonious orchestra continues even louder.
Big Orchestra
, I am now your dancer
*turning my head to where the angry cloud was, it has long gone.
20 April 2020
Beauty
My eyes quickly caught a sentence from Rimbaud’s Parisian Orgy.
‘Great is the sight of your beauty’
What is your beauty?
?
Having a slope bridged nose
Having sparkly eyes that hint your sweet affections to the others
Having healthy skins that passersby may ask what have you been eating? Instead of what foundation are you using?
Having a photograph of your grotesque posts, showing your natural characteristics
Having a bridal veil, your complex beauty is alluring…. Mystery
Having a name that the world recognises, seem simple for me, is it simple for you
Having an indescribable feeling when you are bathing in nature
Having a smile without knowing you are smiling, a simple beauty
?
Reasons to name a beauty, do I need ones?
When I have not yet finish his whole poem
But the word ‘ Great ’ struck me first
It is great but I have not read through,
And I will read even though I already felt the great.
Great because its there B E
A T
U Y
Beauty
My eyes quickly caught a sentence from Rimbaud’s Parisian Orgy.
‘Great is the sight of your beauty’
What is your beauty?
?
Having a slope bridged nose
Having sparkly eyes that hint your sweet affections to the others
Having healthy skins that passersby may ask what have you been eating? Instead of what foundation are you using?
Having a photograph of your grotesque posts, showing your natural characteristics
Having a bridal veil, your complex beauty is alluring…. Mystery
Having a name that the world recognises, seem simple for me, is it simple for you
Having an indescribable feeling when you are bathing in nature
Having a smile without knowing you are smiling, a simple beauty
?
Reasons to name a beauty, do I need ones?
When I have not yet finish his whole poem
But the word ‘ Great ’ struck me first
It is great but I have not read through,
And I will read even though I already felt the great.
Great because its there B E
A T
U Y