You said I love you,
they are but words

You said I miss you,
they are but words

You said you needed me,
they are but words

You said you’ll never let me go,
they are but words

You said I’m the only one,
they are but words

You held my hand

I said,
come let’s walk awhile


Blood is thicker than water
so they say
well I beg to disagree
if I may

it’s not blood
that ties your bonds
that connects you
across distant lands

rather it is time
well spent and well invested
in love and in joy
in pain and hardships, never wasted


Waiting anxiously for his fever to break
Standing vigil all night long
Waking up in the dead of night
to sing him a lullaby song

Early morning breakfasts
late night snacks
a roomful of cluttered toys
lost underwear and socks

Messy dining tables
hand drawn paintings on the wall
crooked scribblings of “I love you’s”
each weekend trip to the mall

A dozen broken chinaware
ripped dolls and stuffed toys
all the cartoons you could watch
every tears and every joys

My father (a chronic workaholic)
said I’ve wasted ten years of my time
(being a stay at home dad)
It makes me so sad
till this day he still can’t see

Time you want to put in a bottle
and time you wish stood still
time you wish you had forever
only a family will reveal


the birth of a new love
the loss of a loved one
the pain of a breakup
the farewell of friends

the soulful melody of a song
the sad endings in movies
the books that move you deeply
the passionately written poem

the breaking of a new dawn
the shining streaks of dusk
the moonlit shadows of the night
the twinkling stars of light

the bursting sweetness of chocolate
the icy joy of ice cream
the colorful hues of balloons
the icing on a birthday cake

strangers walking hand in hand
random people being in kind
old couples being sweet
young people living cheerfully

the smile of your children
the feel of their tiny little fingers
in your hand
the warmth of their embrace
the joy they give you everyday

these are the things
worth shedding tears for
in everyday of your life
for as long as you live


She talks to me for hours without end
Soothes me when I’m in my bends
Embraces me and kisses me
Accepts me for who I am

She doesn’t question
She doesn’t accuse
She only ever looks me in the eye
and never, ever, ever pry

I’d like the two of you
to meet one day
Beneath a lovely sky and bright blue day

We’ll hold hands and she’ll be there
waiting to see if you’ll break her.


My wife once asked me
if I’ve ever been sad

I said
there was only one day I was ever sad

and that was the day before I met you

all the other days before that did not exist


My friend once told me:

To be loved without doubts or reservations
without trials and tribulations
without lies and betrayal
is to be happy.

And I said:

To love
is to be happy.


In my hand I hold
a gift that you once gave me
Full of love, we were told
to hold on to each other tightly

But fate would not agree
and love was not so strong
So now all that’s left of you in me
Is this memory and a song

A song, and one rainy afternoon of love.


Desire is that thirst slaking me
urging me to consume you
In a raging fire of skin and silk
My touch and kisses will burn you

In my arms you are but mine
and I will make you mine

make you mine
make you mine
make you mine

until you turn to wine


She laughs so gaily
accepts so readily
She smiles so warmly
loves so sweetly

He takes her swiftly
breaks her so suddenly
Leaves abruptly
in haste so lustily

and thus was innocence lost

time and time again