Home

If I were a blind man,
I would feel the things
and know that
I'm home.

If I were a deaf man,
I would sniff the air
and know that
I'm home.

Home
so unique it is.
where all your
secrets drift in the air
not to be washed away by time.
where you have
shreded tears on all objects
not to be cleansed by rain.

Home
it remains the same
yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Tribute to Sasha Cohen

To Sasha Cohen, one of my all time favorite skaters, after 2010 US Nationals FS.

Once upon a time
you were a lovely fairy.
Gracing through the ice,
bringing wonder to the world.
When the time came
you bowed out
and vanished for some years.
Until a few months back
you announced your return.
I was hyped up.
The fairy who had inspired me
who had taught me
the true meaning of beauty.
Though a fairy,
this wasn't a fairy tale.
Your return wasn't as successfully
as you had wanted it to be.
But you bowed out with grace
just like how you came in
filled with grace.
A true fairy you are.
Dear fairy,
all has not ended.
Your courage to come back
after a long recession
is one to inspire many
for many years later.
You are always an inspiration
and for that
I salute you.
May the light from the tip of your wand
continue to shine
and brighted the world.
Thank you for your lovely presence.

One Last Time

Dedicated to both my parents, for time had really gone by too fast.

In the distance
I hear you Mummy
cooing me to sleep
day after day.
I remember that feeling
when you tied my hair
everyday before school
so that I could look pretty.
I can see you Daddy
always in arm's reach
waiting for me to call out to you for help
so that I could complete my homework.
I smell the air
full of excitement
as we get into the car
for yet another family vacation.

In the daylight of today
I hear you asking
Can I tuck you in to sleep tonight?
Do you need me to tie your hair for you?
Can I have another hug from you?
Are we going to have another family vacation soon?
Hoping that I would answer yes
to all of your questions.
Unnoticed,
time had stealed past us.
You ask me another question
one last time.
Can we sit in the time machine together
and travel back to the past
to do all the things we once did
one last time?
I look into your eyes
sadness clouding in them
as we both know
that my answer will be yes
for the one last time.

Thank You

Dedicated to 2009 3BR friends and teachers, and everyone who helped me along the road.

I found myself standing

in the darkness of the night

alone.

When came a glitter of light

illuminating my path

from you.

Never did the light

shimmer once

the wonder of nature.

Until morning came

and slowly

you faded away.

I couldn't see you

but all was bright around me

for I have found light

thanks to

you.

Same difference

I

am a

tadpole

swimming amongst

frogs.

I

am a

blooming flower

surrounded by

green leaves.

I

am a

human

through and through.

A wilting tree

Version 1

Tree wilting

Fallen leaves

Trunk.

Version 2

When a tree wilts

the leaves fall off

trunk stands

alone.

Night

Sitting in the night

I feel the breeze.

From across the sea

to above my head,

reaching out to the stars

high up the sky.

In the midst of the wind

soft sings of crickets.

Up in the sky,

clouds shield the moon

leaving the world in darkness.

I get ready to leave,

to leave the magical night behind.

Another chapter to the fairy tale

closed.