Wednesday, 30 September 2015

Get to know me

I am way too lazy to put hyperlink to all these.

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody
Nujabes - luv sic (1-6) 
Nujabes - Ordinary Joe
Drake - Doin' it wrong
X Japan - Joker
Jan & Dan - Can't crush me


Wednesday, 9 September 2015

Lament - Adolescent

It has started finally.
I am officially an engineering major.
Whining like a bitch does not gain me sympathy;
Mere success requires fatal endeavour.

Meeting new people everywhere at school,
People that are not necessarily interested in meeting me.
Try to fit in; try to look good; try to act cool
Just to find out intellectual communication was never the key.

Back in the days when I was still ambitious;
Back in the days when I still gave a shit;
Back in the days when I didn’t like being ridiculous;
Back in the days when I could conceive.

‘Still tryna play it cool, sound like the man’
This brings non-existing memory that I made up :

I am 16.
Mellow late summer evening sunlight
shining through the street in Japan;
sauntering down with ease.
Early autumn leaves are falling from above,
From the Elysium,
where birds sing, where wind blows.
Dress up in high school uniform.
Accompanied by an imaginary crush,
who is inclined to leave, according to my acknowledgement.
Shoulder to shoulder; hand in hand, unsolicited.
While I am infatuated by the pseudo tranquility,
her aversion does not even lurk:
Shakes my hand off with a sulky face,
And utters sternly, 'Enough with your superfluous pertness,
ere my forbearance is evaporated.'
With my mind drastically shocked,
I emancipate her hand reluctantly.
Then,
There she goes, into vague vacancy.
But it was totally anticipated.
Totally.

The aforementioned scenario never happened,
In which I hope it did or will happen.
The life that I am fond of has been broken,
For I am no longer an adolescent.




  


   



Wednesday, 2 September 2015

Lament - Oblivion

令人打震的陰涼,
令我顫抖的明月,
令你心跳加速的死寂;

商業街,
空無一人
泛黃的月光倒影在雨後水窪上, 顯得格外詭秘
 不已為然地依傍於香煙自動販賣機
從破舊的口袋取出打火機和煙盒
半空的火機、空的煙盒
「唉
沒有
自動販賣機沒有用
不能自拔是死因

往燈火通明的酒店街走
踏過水窪,
淺起的是水, 更是失望
明亮而否,
在此刻, 是相對的
豪門的燈光把明月比下去
四十萬公里即使再遠,
亦不及全滿的火機,
不空的煙盒更遠, 永遠

隨便走進一所酒店
大堂華麗, 水晶吊燈搖搖欲墜
明亮的水晶片把柔和的氣氛打磨得尖銳
尖銳得使人毛骨悚然

沿著廣闊而筆直的紅地毯樓梯
來到酒店酒廊前, 播著憂鬱的爵士樂
悅耳, 但這不是音樂  
而是環境和氣氛的一部分, 令人不為意到其存在
此時此刻此地,
背景音樂是存在的, 同時亦不存在

被酒廊中的一雙眼緊扣著
注視著這雙眼使你心跳加速
它清澈得帶點悲哀
眼白泛黃得令人打震
四目交投的一剎那,
才發現那人


原來是在顫抖中的我。