There’s no happiness to be found here

My life has become not my life anymore.
It has become unrecognisable and lost all semblance of what it once was.
Gone is the anchor, the invariable constant in my life which had kept me grounded through all storms of life.
Sorrow, fear and pain seek to fill the huge void left behind.
Inevitably, everything became unhinged.
There’s no happiness to be found here.



A state of bliss, it seems for now,
but how long will this fleeting dream last?

For he is like the silvery goddess
that beams down from the skies upon the lake,
heavenly and perfect
but also illusory and transient,
out of reach and doomed to disappear
before the sun next races its chariot across the skies.




Evening Sky

The backdrop was made up of the setting sun with a base colour of yellow over it and then further compounded with an overlayer of pink that tinges the tips of the clouds and dominates the sky with a pinkish glow, making it a truly pink-coloured sky. And then there are the evening clouds floating on top of all these layers. The clouds are so fluffy, they look like those in heaven that stretched for long miles in the sky. Looking at the dreamy fairytale-like scene was like looking at a canvas made up of a multitude of colours that announced the temporary departure of the sun from the celestial sky; grand and befitting for the central figure of the the heavens.


The thunder thuds along with the rhythm of my heart.
The storm outside rages just like the one in my heart.
There’s no safer haven other than in your embrace.
And I hope the stars will guide my wish into your dreams.


As I lay in bed, waiting for the embrace of slumber, uncertainty fills my mind as thy heart wavered in the onslaught of the desires caving in.

Like the lovelorn fool that I am, I could compose and write you a thousand love letters, but if your heart’s not listening, my words would never reach you beyond the surface interpretation~

I will just let the wind carry my words away,
let the sea wash them away
and finally, let the earth bury them deep down away~


As the sun struggles to let out its last rays of light, the sky changes from the soothing blue into an orange and pinkish glow. This is but an intermediate transient colour for it would soon change again, finally settling on a colour dark enough to befit the mysterious night. The sky’s like a giant piece of canvas for the creator to paint his palette of colours. Twilight soon follows and fills in the gap between sunset and night, led on cue by the appearance of stars. The stars, they have always been there, even during daytime but their brilliance were outshone by the sun. It is only when eventide draws nigh, that we notice they’re there. They become a guidance for us both metaphorically and literally as since ancient times, navigators have used them to pinpoint their location. I’ve once heard that ‘shooting stars’ fall because they’ve carried too many wishes as people often confide in them their dearest wishes. If that’s the case, stars are really much greater than a speck of light in the night sky. They’re there all the time, silently providing light even during daytime when we’re unaware of their presence. Isn’t it wrong of us to notice them only when the night lifts the veil covering the stars? Or only when we need them to give us directions? Or worse, only when they finally burn out and fall to their death?

盧廣仲 – 好想要揮霍 (陳綺貞作詞)

這歌是陳綺貞寫的詞,難怪覺得詞好好。尤其是這句“家徒四壁,是甚麼包圍空虛”呈現的畫面感足以把空虛,an intangible concept,立體形成人們能想像的一間房子面對著空蕩蕩的四面牆像把空虛都囚禁著,from intangible to something tangible,這就是作詞人的力量。陳綺貞2013年《時間的歌》專輯還儲存在我手機裡,12首高品質的歌。



Baby, 午夜夢醒 家徒四壁

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