In the dark

Pic by Lee Swee Wei

Listen ……..
with little puffs
like a departing train,
the wind chases away the moon
tonight.

Softly ………
like wisps of mist
lingering in the hills
memories of you inundate
my mind
and touch me affectionately
like you did in those days
so long ago;
I weep.

Bygones!
Bygones should remain as bygones,
but the heavy silence
allows them in ………
till dawn.

Hazy Morning

This picture was taken about a week ago at a village called Aulong located at the outskirts of Taiping. We were heading there for breakfast and to do a little marketing. Every year during the hot and dry season, the farmers in Sumatra set fire to the jungles there so that they can plant their crops after that. Unfortunately, the smoke from these fires is blown over to our country.

Night

Pic by Lee Swee Wei

night
silence engulfs
the dark

lightly
you touch me
thoughts

The Orchid Tree

While on a recent walk to my surprise
I came across the world’s first orchid tree;
Perhaps I’ll win the coveted Nobel prize
For this magnificent discover

As the wind blows

China - Li River by an unknown photographer.

The wind meanders its way through the mountains sighing sadly and
it makes me feel lost and uncertain like a river flowing to the sea
which winds past silent grasslands, mute trees and reserved
imposing hills, ignored by the expanse of blue sky and shunned by
the lingering clouds as beneath their exalted stations.

The birds occasionally sing their sympathies as they wing quietly
by on their way home in the dusk but disappear into the gloom
before I can ask for directions.

My Worst Fears

What scares me is the bane of old age;
that I can’t grow old gracefully.
I cannot bear to be like garbage
discarded in a dark back alley.

Grey hairs and wrinkles plus weak eyesight;
I sure do not seem like a winner.
Snores that keep you awake all night
can make the nicest person bitter.

I’m scared that I may lose my charm;
that sweet young things may call me uncle.
I would prefer to buy the farm
than having to face this debacle.

[I'm like the river]

Pic by Lee Swee Wei

I'm like the river
winding its way to the sea
lost and uncertain