Keep wondering if you are here for the
Xmas
Your voice
Your smile
Your happy go lucky attitude
will never dies in my heart
I love you
I will never 4get about you
Do take good care

2:28 am

I love my home
When night falls
think of you
I cannot sleep
O.. my beloved Home
I will be back again
to be in your coo nest
No matter where I go
I will never forget about you
I am rooted to be with you
my beloved HOME

這是我的家
I愛我的家
，當夜秋天
我不可能
睡覺O.的認為
您時。 我心愛的家
我再將回來
是在您的鴣鴣聲巢
，不管哪裡我去
我從未將忘掉我
根源是以您我
心愛的家的您

Nights fall
Sleep early
Mid nite awake
Worries not
Not worries
Life is why such?
As what Life’s Brief Candle?
No such at this level yet
But life in the end
is still something very meaningless

The Lake Isle Of Innisfree
I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

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The author wrote about to have a peaceful time at the lake and for me how I wish imaginating myself living in the cottage in the woods on the mountain side.

It came back again ..
I know I have to fight off it again with determination though I never know when is the time to lose fight.

Does it mean this pain is more like the
poem that it describes as in
LIFE’s brief CAndle?

UR sarcasim

made me hate more

U think ur next move

is my wish

better out of my sight

and hear death from u

so fine of that

solidly i stand i fall

i stand

hear no more of u

need no peeping here

what a shame act u have !

tired

strengthless

dizzy

headache

sick again..

pain until …

nearer to wifey

seek thy love

seek thy smile

seek thy elegance

silently thy come

but wont leave silently as u move

ahah … bastard

wanna another dramatic life???…

We men are egosit

full of pride

yet no leadership but

challenged wifeys often

we r the special bred

Whenever out of sight of wifeys

we can behave like a rat dancing down

the lane into the city hole

to see another big “mouse”

however and yet city streets were not our  familiar tracks

thus losing its way is our common way

but up high into the mountain tracks we r another mouse

gallopping like another horse with the Cindrella on the back

As wifeys will think we r on our way to work

in fact it was once of our finest trick that wifeys could not figure it

out until the day we are too weak to be moved with the four limbs

laying straight in bed where wifeys have to take care of us.

Hey, bastards of your kind, wifeys at that instance would be dancing more than you did and see who is sick at that longing period in bed..

Out kick your sick bones, only think of those bitches around you

the earlier deep into that dump hole, the earlier the better.

RIP.

Best of all have a good nite sleep

and just play off at my key board

at this hour of 3.30am Greenwich mean time

Though it sounds so solemn and morbid

It can be such a quiet night

to have a good break from

all the hassle of life.

Whatever way you can say with ur 2 lips opening up and

down, after all, it is you who can speak at your wish

who cares you then.

It is you who sees no me over the net, you starts to “seduce”

with your short reply and not me as a one day reunion again.

That’s not my interest at all now…

I dont need that.. as you may have thought, as egoist you are

you thought, you are whoever …