To Be Friends

Friends,
presents from God.

Power from the universe,
a test for the heart.

Not affected by the tongue,
friendship stays untouched.
the woes of a wolf,
never will protrude.
Mellow floral,
scent of bliss.
I love the thought of my angels sleep,
how everyday will lead them to a whole new feat.

Angels,
my most beloved term for the people whom love me unconditionally.

i have lost the lead,
to be with them in days of yore.
i have succumbed to life,
lost the track of time.
i have lost moments of merry,
times of sharing.

if sincerity can be gathered by a thousand hard chores,
i will try to achieve it.
the prodigious space for commodity,
the small heart that stores it.
I thank you my friends,
for being there, whenever life resents.

my moment of truth,
aim to work hard and make it through.
to be fearless of years of failure,
to stop recalling regretful years.
to honor the painful experience,
to rise above all and hold your hands.

I love you, all my friends.
nothing,in this universe shall make my love end.




yc

Death

Death is nothing.
Its only a moment of seconds within where one holds the hands of angels,
praise the end of turmoil.
Loosen the strings of worry,
riddance the chance of tearing.

The vibrant colors of earth,
will no longer be perceived as beauty.
the plain uniformed white of heaven's kingdom,
will bleach us all off our greed,and deny the name of any favorites.
there will be no comparing.there will be no sorrows.
everyone is uniformed.

if i were to ever end my life before my friends,
i want them to know this is where i am.
i want them to smile,and celebrate my departure with celebrations.

if i were to leave you all beforehand,
all my friends and family must know,
that i love them...speak out speeches of breathing moments.
giggles about my life, cheers for my laughter.

it won't be about my presence anymore,
i hope everyone cherish memories of my contacts with everyone,
as birthday presents till they die.

Death isn't about my end,
its about my new relation with all my friends.






yc

丁当 - 我爱他 (作词：黄婷 作曲：陈威全)

他的轻狂留在 某一节车厢
地下铁里的风 比回忆还重
整座城市一直等着我
有一段感情还在漂泊

对他唯一遗憾是分手那天
我奔腾的眼泪都停不下来
若那一刻重来 我不哭
让他知道我可以很好

我爱他 轰轰烈烈最疯狂
我的梦狠狠碎过却不会忘
曾为他相信明天就是未来
情节有多坏 都不肯醒来

我爱他 跌跌撞撞到绝望
我的心深深伤过却不会忘
我和他不再属于这个地方
最初的天堂 最终的荒唐


如果还有遗憾 又怎么样呢
伤了痛了懂了 就能好了吗
曾经依靠彼此的肩膀
如今各自在人海流浪

我爱他 轰轰烈烈最疯狂
我的梦狠狠碎过却不会忘
逃不开 爱越深越互相伤害
越深的依赖 越多的空白
该怎么去爱

我爱他 轰轰烈烈最疯狂
我的梦狠狠碎过却不会忘
曾为他相信明天就是未来
情节有多坏 都不肯醒来

我爱他 跌跌撞撞到绝望
我的心深深伤过却不会忘
我和他不再属于这个地方
最初的天堂 最终的荒唐

如果还有遗憾是分手那天
我奔腾的眼泪都停不下来
若那一刻重来 我不哭
让他知道我可以 很好

Darling angel

Darling angel where are you,
mashed into the crowd, blind from my eyes.
darling angel you are gone,
but deep in my heart, lights still shone.
I'll never be able to walk on my own,
you'll never be able to get me home.
the busy streets,my heart's so empty.

Oh, darling angel, where are you.

the day you chose to leave me in my nest,
the day you chose to shed all your past.
the day i want to die and rest,
but memories kept my smile,lead me to breathe again.
if i had a chance, to love again,
i'll never dare, cause you gave me the scare.
Your doings twist my mind into serious complications.
Tell me, now, tell me,
have you ever regret....

oh, darling angel, where are you.
you told you'll love me as long as i know,it doesn't matter if you're here or not.
but true...you're not by my side.
but truth, you went ahead.

i curse the damn lord,he took you away.
oh why does it have to be you.
as i sing my way,i cried all day.
my darling angel,is gone...

to heaven,the place where your soul rest in peace...
its only you,i love all my life.

Darling.
Oh.Darling angel in my heart...

(ps: Love, never dies)





yc

Actualizing

finally,after the long wait.
i'm on the starting point of yet another new experience.
i hope all's fine,and i won't end up with another negative thought of yet another human that come into my life.

the lamps of the road i'm taking flickers very often,
i'm always gallivanting, about my choices.
now the light post am empowered once more,
i appeal,to not be defective again.

if only i can hitch a ride,
if only the saint will rise upon my eyes.
then i would not have cried,
and worry about my life.

at this very moment,
i walk towards the beautiful part.
the road that has the highest possibility of beautiful colors.
i sincerely pray its not just an illusion,
i need a reality to light up the esprit.

tumbling rubble.
optimism.
i will carve out my own road,
isn't it just that simple?





yc

Basis

Its comparison that push people to their limits,
its comparison that push my brain to its brink.

When too much of these unhealthy thoughts floods up my balance of life,
i reckon it should be closure time.
When you don't see, you can't compare.
When you don't probe, you don't understand.
When you don't understand, you see no levels.

Only when someone can absorb loneliness,
he/she will understand the meaning of this world.
The intertwined of the world that was shared and the world harbor within every human story.
The hours in a day does not matter,
its the spirits that i bag that holds indefinite importance.

To conquer...
I have learned to be alone,
for hours,for days.
I have learned to compose myself in individual activities,
yet relating to the outside world.
I have learned that this is the balance in myself,
and my everyday,will be weighed in this manner.

I'm still trying to blind myself from envy,
but its not easy,it never was.
I'm a living, that is all normal.
ain't?




yc

Acquiesce

"Someone pops by, someone i haven't met for quite some time.
She commented that i have put on weight, but she claims i look better than before."

My heart and mind starts to fluster.
Looking good is a positive thing,
but putting on weight is not.
In this current society,
being thin and skinny is everything.
You pull off a character,a weirdness that exudes through the sleek eyes of fashion.
There is no fairness in this game,only discipline.
Its a flat to face fact, the uninviting truth of a recognition that is pursued by every individual.

Its a curse,
you must never be fat.

I hate to admit,
but in my eyes, a skinny model pulls off clothes better than curvy ones.
My shallow sight, my deemed hollow wrecked mentality.


I hate to admit,
I have cultivated myself into a yoyo-dieter.
I hate to admit,
sometimes my weight fluctuates unhelathily.
I hate to admit,
i admire people more than myself.
I hate to admit,
i'm not pretty.




yc

Micro

if i were to call a friend,on a boring night.
Tonight.
When i'm bored, who's number should i dial?
Truthfully, I have no idea.
I scroll down my contact list, i only browse.

Over the years,
my life has succumbed to this.
The friendly & friendless girl,
the energetic & lazy girl.

Living in he vast blue forest of imminence wonder,
Gazing stars, speech with the moon.

Drinking a bottle of beer now, happy & satisfaction in my own private way.

She don't like to speak,
but she talks when needed.
She doesn't enjoy constant company,
she desperately needs the lonely privacy which she dreads,but needs to accept.

She hates it when people confront her...and,
intrigue her deficient of confidence.
It irritates her, remind her, of this world,
the real world of mouths & speaks.
She love cooking,loves eating,
but she somehow felt that deep within her,there is a fear, a hate for food.
She loves her brain, yet everything that riffle through her eyes is converted in words in her mind, transformed,converted.
is she abusive to her mind? such complexity.

I can't wake up, i better not.
She loves this wonderland, of her own.



yc

snivel

if life were ever this simple,
i wouldn't have grumbled.

the thin layer of smiles & frown,
creates a stir in my thoughts.
ever so intimidated am i from them.

now what,
as i smile with this sight.



yc

at sixes and sevens

i'm about to turn in after a normal, boring day, i say.

a non conventional day,
awaiting for my chance to bloom.
i reckon i shouldn't be too impatient,
as "julie & julia" says, life went on, and one day i will pop.
i never want to settle in as a simple human being living in the city,
not a curse, but i want to break it.
cracking up or melt down,
i despise.
to buck up intellectual,
i will consistently find the strength to write.

waiting for the chance to complain my 24 hours a day,
not works to dread my day work,
but work that sparks my enthusiasm and i cant wait for tomorrow to come.

life is not like a drama series,
i cant skip through the tough moments by fast forwarding it.
i need to live it,
fight through it!
relatively, me am in despair.

how should i fall asleep tonight.

angels will tell.




yc

Candor

Understand the simplicity of life.

the love for simple food.
the enjoyment of simple moments.

he recognition of simple encounters,
cherish simple people.

think simple,
act simple.
live life simple,
act simply.

ride simple,
smile simply.

Bask in simplicity,
dream simple.

cope simply with differences,
understand simple meanings.

all in all,
i will basket simpleness.







yc

Dirunal

coffee in the morning pumps your blood,
wake you up.

coffee in the evening,
numbs your eyes.
keep the mind in a frenzy state,
then you'll end up with insomnia.

you are all lone,
in the middle of the night.
out of the window,
the city is sleeping peacefully.
soothing dimmed lights,
reflect a sense of serenity of the dreaming souls.

the anticipation of tomorrow,
the end of one more day.
the brace of moonlight with the street lamps,
the work of man with nature.

in my favorite teacup,
i place a bag of chamomile.
as i rush my boiling water into the cup,
to wash the flavors,the mellow essence to calm my nerves.
normally,i'll add in a teaspoon of honey to heighten the taste,
but not tonight.

as i lie on my bed,
i think of what kind of wishful thinking i can have.
these thoughts, will turn into dreams.



yc