A Note to Kakak

The last we heard your voice, was on the anniversary of your birth date, which was only 2 weeks ago. You sounded so weak. And for the first time, she cried. You know how she is… always a toughie… but she cried, because she heard you over the phone, and she was really, really worried.… Continue reading A Note to Kakak

Elevated Anatomy

Memory can only help me remember how it all started from the beginning until right now to what it is. Yet I can never be certain what it was that prompted the beginning until right now to what it is. To vindicate to dissect all those moments that come to be as if unworthy of… Continue reading Elevated Anatomy

Tell Me, Already

You bellow me with sweet words afraid of my downfalling into the myriad of emotions that had me drown in before. Building my make belief that protection is what you are giving me it did look like tender love, you know in that strong and warm façade. Yet, has that all changed now? my trust… Continue reading Tell Me, Already

Here, Now and Available

My beloved, I am so glad that you are here with me taking my hand laying your head next to mine, and murmuring the words ‘I love you’. Yet, my gladness comes to be, not because you are here with me nor because you took my hand nor because you laid your head next to… Continue reading Here, Now and Available

A Prayer for Innocence

Such madness pervading the innocent of shame, guilt and fear. Killing hearts of lambs overrunning, overflowing; how odd its power over one from once such openness to now, a shut closed door. How much does it take planning but all a scheming? Where then space for Spirit residing, awaiting for its call. True that abiding… Continue reading A Prayer for Innocence

In remembrance of a moment at MIMO, 2014

Baby, this is such an experience sitting beside you here in this grand hall of Lick Hung School waiting for the possibility of your name to be called. The hall is in a mess, with parents, teachers, volunteers each trying to serve their best interest managing their other children, the students and the event liken… Continue reading In remembrance of a moment at MIMO, 2014

Going By

Sadness does not mean need Missing does not mean want Because what it entails Is simply an experience lost or gone. Accompanied by an imagination of none That can be found in future Yet who am I to conclude Who am I to judge? The dance of the One Who plays its puppets to its… Continue reading Going By

Only a Child

Be gentle with me I am only a child. When you scream at me Screech at me Or even defend in your righteousness By being stern with me I will only retreat into my cave Or throw my tantrums Never seeing your point of view Only wishing you hear me out Perhaps even wishing I… Continue reading Only a Child

Haunting Eclipse

You are like that shadow haunting me day and night. An object capable of bringing me to the heights of a happy dream or the pits of a nightmare. Just because of your appearance with your whims and fancy denying my whims and fancy suppressing what is to be arghhh…. the struggle. Yet you are… Continue reading Haunting Eclipse

Stop a Moment, for Clarity

We can’t stop others from being defensive by telling people not to be defensive. But, we can choose not to be defensive even in the presence of people who are seemingly defensive.   When we are sure of what we are defensive about, that is righteousness. But, when we begin to question our defensiveness and… Continue reading Stop a Moment, for Clarity