w e a v e w i t h w o r d s

Plastination

immortalised in plastic
the deceased rest in peace, interrupted
while their final procession
entails a cross-examination

respects to be paid upfront
add up to jaw-dropping figures
each one a raw reality
soon to be a rare booty

grip this bizarre opportunity to
pore over human leather
be welcomed by the remaining teeth that
assemble a rotten smile at visitors

observers� curiousity penetrate
the bleached tones in the epidermis that has been
sterilised and too cleanly shaven
plus the neat squares to patch up skin imperfection

eyeball-to-eyeball stares linger
around the riveting mortal
sight that is never before been viewed
through surgical windows
to open up possibilities,
after injecting artificiality
to scrutinize the minutest details
in each hairbreadth�s proximity

virtually close enough
to smell the foul stench
beneath the skin-deep
character decomposing

the synthetic countenance wrinkles
mildly in displeasure, as
its soul turns in its grave, only to
mourn for a reaping slaughter in the
future hands of enterprising ventures.




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in the mood for musing...wrote some chinese poetry...bwahahaha. I'm ready to accept any critical comments! =D

<<电梯>>

门开了
再看见熟悉的面孔
想说声您好
但回答又将是沉默。
就让我送你一程吧
即使只有这几层楼

门关了
收拾起繁杂的心情
这一刻的我全世界
只有你
放缓了匆匆的脚步
静静地陪着
原本空虚的我。
繁忙的都市人
请趁这片刻的宁静
休息

一生困在狭窄的黑暗里
只为了有人
同一时间
同一地点
同一个空间的巧遇。
缘份
所赐予那几分钟的相聚
不好好把握,
门开了
如陌生人似地分离
又曾感到可惜?

haha and this is the one i did yesterday....

<<突发奇想>>

三千烦恼丝
怎么剪不断,理还乱
拖拖拉拉扯扯个不完
常怨
放不下,舍不得
但却让时光的流逝
成为肩上沉重的负担。

缕缕的乌黑秀发
一瞬间,?嚓?一声
随着师傅利落的刀法
一段一段落下
真是干脆。

把烦恼抛在脑后吧!
一瞬间,
掉落一地
人变得轻松
心情更是漂亮

人生竟是如此 ---
活得潇洒点儿
也何常不是解脱?

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My friend once showed me a tragic poem about how a man got sick of his girlfriend who was "trying-too-hard", and compared the half-cooked ham slices on her pizza to the decomposing flesh of the soldier in wartime with disgust. In reality, I think both the characters are pathetic to be trapped in a relationship that was so miserable. Since I had nothing better to do -_-, I decided to write a response poem to it. Haha...

The Original: Pizza Bivouac
JD Buenviaje

raw meat flesh meats flesh
I open to an utter retreat:
There is a war going on in my mind
Vietnam jungles behave like vultures
Devouring flesh lots of them

Honey, there is no pizza here
I cannot nibble so greatly
Like flies do nibble on me

There is a war on my mind
Temporal and occipital fronts
When my itchy trigger finger tires
I remember you
And that raw meat-pepperoni
Flesh lots of them half-cooked:
A tragedy of a trying-hard lover
Cooking first-time for me
Somehow i believe your pizza
Is better than this.
i want to go home.



My sequel: Sweet revenge

You looked, but didn't see
You knew, but never understood.
Why did I bother
to try
to keep your heart and soul
When it wasn�t with you at all?

I saw everything.

Your relaxed smile when she laid her head
on your shoulders never did
appear when I was with you.

Maybe I didn�t do enough
I could try, you know
I could change everything you dislike, yet
I would change nothing.

A reminsence of the times when you
took my world by storm when I could no longer
see my hopes in the distance that stretched aimlessly ahead
Innocent child,
You whispered gently once to me
Thinking that you could easily understand and
Underestimate me.

Now you mechanically chew the pizza that
I painstakingly created
with the heart of a desperate lover and a empty soul.
As the daggers of regret plunge into my mind that
I can no longer comprehend, I made this
Just for you.

No-one else would have tasted what you are having ?#060;br> Her graceful crimson-painted nails powdered into crispy pastry
Her sweet blood mixed with fresh paste of sundried tomatoes
Her tender flesh done medium raw to lock in the flavours
Enjoy, my friend,
Your last meal will be one you�ll never forget.

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Below is something I found in an email...It's a gentle reminder for us to spare some time everyday to breathe simply, and smell the flowers :) Cheers!

SLOW DANCE

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
'Cause you never had time
To call and say,"hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift ---
thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.


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