BOY.GIRL

When its late and i am the last one awake
I creep into their rooms and snuggle in their beds for a kiss.
Ransoms and luxury from kings
i cannot trade for soft skin and curls.
In the slience they sleep.
Little lambs,
Little angels.
This image i forever shall keep.
God’s knows i am not a saint
neither am i a good mother,
But my charges rest assure that they will dream sweet
and rest in peace in these arms that shield.
The night toils on and its my turn to retreat to bed.
I take with me the sweet fragrance of their childhood and full love.
Unwaving comfort of my youth well spent.
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OLD MAN

You look not a day old,
your mind sparkles with ideas and thoughts to run the world.
Yet, you cannot run from it.
That bitting loneliness, the regrets.
I tried to bridge the gap
but you widen it with careless words,
random notes of grander love that we do not need.
Your company is all a girl needs and wants.
What you need is peace as time chimes on
and twlight comes upon us.
Could you not find your peace with God?
Rest your mind and your soul?
All gold and beauty fades.
Time awaits for no one.
Make up your mind!
Choose to be meaningful and full of love
and the peace you so desperately seek will come true, when you surrender.
Take heed.
Take solance
before you fade out into the night that’s cold.

Mama 

🌸Dedicated to my Mummy who has been with me through it all. Blessed Mother’s Day. 妈母亲节快乐🌸
And to all mothers, godmas,grandmas and mothers to be. Blessed Mother’s Day🌹
Mama 

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I can’t remember how it felt to be born and to be in my mother’s hands that 1st time….
I can’t remember how my son or daughter smelt like when they were placed in mine. 
All I remember is feeling that I would never be the same me ever again. 
That love at 1st sight feeling is indescribable and the bond unbreakable.
Seeing my son sleep and I sneak him a whisper of love. 
Seeing my girl tossing in her crib,

I bend over and kiss her.
I’ll never love like this ever again. 
Each moment, each fear, each heartbreak of theirs forever linked mine.
Every experince in your life. 
Each love, each failure and Victories live it well and savor it. 
Be brave. Be faithful. Fight for what you believe in and always be kind. 
Be better than me and your Father. 
And always 

always 

Always…. 
I’m proud and you are loved. 
Thank you for calling me mama 

my sweet babies.

Monster

I wrote this thinking about people in abusive relationships as I’ve been when I was younger. It’s hard to leave that “Monster ” behind. Have courage to leave. Have courage to fight back and love and live again. Because you are worth it. .

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Monster

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Dark waters stirring the surface of the unseemly calm pond.

Waking the Monster that lies beneath it,

Hungering to surface for more. “I’m not afraid.” she says 

The lit weapon in hand.

As it emerges, she plunges 

And drove it straight with good aim. 

It sank.

Eyes slowly fading.

The hunger and lust for her 

Burning out with each breathe. “He can’t hurt me anymore.

He can’t.

He can’t .”

She whispered the mantra 

Knowing she had slay and she is safe.
Image via https://adriftondarkwaters.com/home-2/

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In a world so full of love,

I could never choose hate.
In a life so full of memories, 

I could only choose the dark and good ones.
You and we are intertwine 

Like threads to a tapestry.
We are so alike 

And so different 

It just blows my mind… In a time from the past, 

To the present 

And beyond 

Everything you say just makes me wonder 

And I’ll wonder if you ever question,
Why the maker made you?

And your purpose?

And your pain?
Could you and would you have 

Rewritten your stories?

And remade ours?
In the capsule of a time 

Age carries faded memories of time 

We hold hands and exchange pleasantries.
I’m hoping we will exchange hearts and meaningful conversations 

That can withstand the grime of time. 

I’ll Savour them.