曾经，曾经，坐上秋千就像有你在我身边
荡着，荡着，秋千的韵律都不曾改变
有你默默地推着我的秋千
在荡到最高点，仿佛看到了另一端的世界

五月的某一天，我深爱的秋千，断了坚固的铁链
我泪流满面，想要接回那断了的生命线
一只手的力量，好比眼镜没有了镜片
慢慢的，我们的手尖，不再十指相见

六月的夏天，秋千堆满了枯黄的树叶
眼镜有了镜片，双手拾起了落叶
我渐渐地把秋千重建

一年后的这个五月，我荡着秋千
看到了从前，从前
我平复了心情，双脚踏着粗糙的原点
身子一前一后，踢着呐喊 “我不会回到从前”

我荡着秋千，期待看得更高更远

Poem was inspired by my old entries, and written on 20 May, 6pm

 
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My digital camera - my trusty sidekick - has been with me since my 21st birthday, and I have never saw the need to change it, though it is a lowly 5 megapixel while the big boys are strutting their 10 and 12s. Only I understand her, and only pictures I take are not blurred. Whenever, my friends try to use her to snap some shots, they always end up ( Read more... )

( Accidentally found this pic taken in Uni, First Yr, 2nd Sem )

I thought of you.

SJ & Khim's - got this off SJ's FB.

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Just back from drinks/supper at Holland V, and very very happy.

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After several nights of fear of aging and wierd nightmares, I think, getting older isn't that scary afterall. hee hee ( Read more... )

ARghghgh... how I loathe being older.