Saturday, November 30, 2013

Winter Solitude.

the winter wind blows
freezing, engulfing, biting my heart of solitude
silhouette of the past haunt me
leaving a scar on the delicacy of my memory

loneliness shivers in the corner
that direful monster consuming me in silence

i strive for an escape
yet it is in vain
it strikes me like a flood
with wave of emotion rolls in
i shriek

but no one knows me
nor the wind has mercy
so here i stand
enduring the winter solitude
for a hope that never exists.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

奢侈

就讓我在難得比較空閒的禮拜天

躲在被窩裏

看一本與學業無關的書籍

撇下繁複的莊務

不跟任何人說話

這個空間 就只剩下自己

然而 這從什麽時候開始 竟成了奢侈的生活