love for 'pa'

(a little boy to his father who hugged him tight)


pa,
this chilly wind
will never freeze our hearts 
even the warmth of the sun
will never be
as warm as your love

pa,
i feel your strong arms
protecting me
not to let me fall
you embrace me tight
to keep me warm
to strengthen me
to face the heavy tide
and guide me
to the light

pa,
when the time’s come
your legs and arms be weaken
let me hold you
i’ll be the one to help
when you need
someone to hold on

pa,
let me be your future hopes
the sun that will shine
on your cloudy days
allow me to be your tomorrow
to surround you
with the love from my heart
till sorrows give up on you

pa,
i’ll be your bowl of happiness
and i’ll never let every single tear
shed in vain
let it drop in my bowl
for my heart will be
your haven
where you can always find
the love that once poured on me…

you and me

i have my faith in you
like no other
that you are true
now and ever
let's sprinkle this
happiness
to the world of
loneliness
and celebrate
the magic
of togetherness...

into the blue

into the blue
i stepped and rued
wished that you
would be there too
to help me through
this life so blue
and to find the truth
deep inside you...

flower of gods

firmly stand
calm and grand
above the murky
pond

flower of gods
gently spreads
the sweetest scent
secretly sends
to the longing
mind
 
flower of gods
hand me thy bliss
i’ll keep it safe
in my tender kiss'

stand still
stand still
let the world see
thy stunning beauty 
the masterpiece
from the mighty hands
sent to every humble eye
to see thy perfect beauty
to feel thy tender smile
  
flower of gods
open thy petals
before the sun
burns in jealousy
for thy beauty
outshines her glory

stand still
stand pretty 
soothe every teary eye
with thy sweet tender scents
with thy warm blush

just simply stand
there
flower of gods
stand still
stand pretty
stand in dignity

little thrush

little blue thrush
come
share the serenity
under thy wings –
 
send it to my pillow
to help me asleep,
away from my sorrow

whistling thrush
let me have
those peaceful songs
resting among thy feathers
for i’ll knit a sweater
with thy songs as the
lovely threads
to keep me warm
in the mourning storm –

little thrush
lend me the great
blue sky
where thy keep
deep in thy heart

help me to see
the horizon
beyond thy dream
to feel the wind
whispering thy songs
softly to my ears
 
and lift me up
to pick up
the threads
one more time

little fairy

little fairy,

if the grass around you
could say a word
they would probably
choose to sing
the songs for the pretty

the melody you knit
from your heart beat
be the reason for them
to praise the almighty
for creating
such a perfect beauty

little fairy


your sparkling eyes
be the blue lake
where angels swim
in the warmth of
your sweet look

your tender touch
heals the broken heart
soothes the aching soul
strengthens the weak body
a gentle hug for the lonely

little fairy
 
you
be a kind of present 
the magnificence
that only heaven
could have sent

in the train of life

this routine persecution
is just another page
we shall take
to be packed
into the railway carriage
of our life

it is certainly no excursion
that brings great excitement
yet
we shall endure
this excruciating experience
and turn it into
meaningful moment
wherever the train takes us

let's fervently exhale
the spirit of happiness
in the fuzzy future
of this frantic
world

let's bring smile
to every soul in despair
help the miserable life
be the most valuable one

while on board
before we reach
the final platform
of our life

come lonely wanderer

come ye, weary soul
come...
lay thy burden
old pilgrim...
may thy weaken soul
rest awhile

come...
come lonely wanderer
into the old shelter
i invite thee

worry not of the evil eerie
for they shan't touch ye
the hazy night shan't harm thy soul
for i'll keep thee safe
under the humble shelter.

be rejuvenated
old pilgrim.
rekindle thy love
for thy journey
has not come to an end..

come...
come..

burning flame

around Thy flame
i'll remain
to keep me sane
in rain and pain

burning logs,
eternal flame,
make me strong
in the raging storm
and help me through
the tearful mourn

i thank Thee Lord
for the holy flame
that keeps my heart
in Thy heavenly track

enable me, o holy flame
to see the rainbow
through the darkest sorrow

for i'll stay close
to Thy burning flame
and remain warm
in the pouring rain...

my long journey with Jesus

what i see ahead of me
bespeaks a long and lonely journey
the never ending story
that i have to complete

but, here i am Lord
i've gone this far
and in the middle of this bridge
i declare my faith
i'm not going to give up
cause i have no reason
to see at how far i still have to walk
for You have walked with me this far...

i've trusted my every little step in You
now i am ready to finish this journey
cause Your hand leads mine
not into the dark end
but to the glorious land

at the end of this bridge...

rock of your life

stand firm
on the rock,
stand firm
on your faith!
you might be battered
you might be beaten up
yet,
you'll be even stronger
than you were before
cause you stand firm
on the rock of your life...

i walk not into the past

my mind was traveling fast
into the glory of the past
to the time when goddesses
were living on earth

i felt
i was trapped in the land
when man’s fate was being played
as gods
cursed
and
blessed
at the same time

everything was pictured
in black
and
white
as black as charcoals
casted from hell
as white as angels’ wings
rested on fluffy clouds

here i sat, on the lowest step
at the foot of the vast temple
i felt the atmosphere of the past
was enormously strong
dashed my memory into pieces
against the temple’s wall

along with the sound of prayers
chanted from the temple
i nailed this misery
in your stony chest,
right into your rocky heart.

let it be there for eternity
to be carved on the wall of your temple

for i walk not into the past…

signature of life

when the sun no longer shares its brightest part,
and the moon seems reluctant to offer its silver beams,
i still can see…

the signature of life

the graceful wrinkle
beautifully engraved on thy face
as the lines of age…

though the clouds hang so low
covering the earth in gloomy blanket
i still recognize…

thy grey hair that teaches me
the life worth to live
the gift from The Almighty
as the signature of true beauty

they tell about wisdom
about struggle

the story of endurance

how thy conquers years by years
in pain and sorrow
in laughter and happiness

thy smile carries a tale
beautiful to tell
that life leaves its imprints on thy face
the furrows of tears
under thy eyes
are merely lines of poems
poem of life
poem of hope

the stanzas of thy love journey…

another chance

as the dark loses
its battle
and surrenders to the dawn
thy come to the grown
dripping crystals
hanging chandelier

greet the victorious morning
before thy completely relinquishes
to the sun
let him kiss thee
till the night comes, again
to give thee another chance

then come and embrace
the morning gleam
ease the troubling mind
pearly beam
let the green
be the frame
of thy dropping dew

yellow rose

is the picture of spring
the time for cicadas
to start spreading their wings
the time for me to knit petals into a poem
yellow rose,
is the poem for the weary
the splendid gift for you and me

lady of the night

lady of the night

unveil your mask

let me see you tonight

in your best silver gown.

lady of the night

let me have your honor

to dance with you

under the crisp evening serenade

played by angels above  the sky. …

lady of the night,

rest your head on my shoulder

let me hold you till dawn

i’ll chase away the dark shadow

for I’ll never let you lose your light

i promise you, tonight will be forever bright…