Feelings and Music

If I can translate
Feelings into Music:

The lyrics would be
Lovelier than John Lennon’s

The delivery would be
Better than Leslie Cheung’s

The tunes would be
Nicer than Don Mclean’s;

This is all because
I would sing every song

For you.


Yes You!

Hey you come back here!

I want to tell you something:
What I did in the afternoon
What I had for lunch and dinner
What I saw when I went to the grocery store;

Yes stay for a minute!

I want to tell you everything:
What I feel about the world
What I think about the food
What I know about the things around;

Just for awhile more!

I want to be with you now:
How I would love to hug you close
How I would adore giving you a kiss
How I would yearn to hold your hand;

Maybe there isn’t a need
For so many words to say
Just two sets of three words is enough:

I love you and I thank you.

(I don’t know, but somehow I get the feeling that if you don’t let the people around you know that you sincerely appreciate them for being around and for the things they do.. I guess the next time you reach out to them they may not be there anymore. It’s good to let them know that as they care for you, you too do care for them as well. That’s my fair share of thoughts for a chilly night, good night and keep warm everyone.)


The line to thread is thin
Between not giving a damn and being relaxed
Often we mistake one for the other
Sometimes by mistake sometimes on purpose;

Perhaps some things aren’t meant to be
Yet we try (hard) anyway;

Queer but its true
With no rhythm or rhyme

Oh where is this heading.

O Caffeine O Caffeine

O Caffeine O Caffeine,
You who have kept me up many nights sighing on my pillow,
Nights where the shadows grow long and the leaves creep closer,
Such nights of unrest and unease;

O Caffeine O Caffeine,
You that cause my heart to race and sweat beads to form,
Where the dark of the night rivals the dark of the mind,
Such moments of anxiety and nervousness;

O Caffeine O Caffeine,
Times when you grip my heart and hold my mind ransom,
Leaving me with only fear and despair,
Giving me up to the uncertainties and pains of existence;

O Caffeine O Caffeine,
You are one such metaphor,
Present in the coffee that one drowns oneself in everyday,
Used as an excuse for just one more cup and one more day;

O Caffeine O Caffeine,
How much you endear yourself to me while I push you away!