Canon 31

I mourn lesser over the years
yet he may hear over my prayers

nothing is permanent it seems

and deemed to be uncrashable

So does the lover’s speech
of the world ends but not their faith

I doubted and coalesced quick 

most of them are terribly sick

They tell me what is fault
and what is right I asked
something odd to define
where the shades of grey lie

Deepest part of darkness sight
you could see my fears are boiling up

I just want it like before

smashing dancing laughing with dope

acknowledge me if you could

They then tell me try to be faithful
but I ain’t trying any

it is faithful
and thus it will be

They then tell me to fight
but against what may you say

to the very last day

none stands longer than earth does

鎮定劑

那時針秒針 嘀嗒嘀嗒地響著

我身騎黑馬 馬鞭忽悠閃爍著

滂沱大雨 我快馬加鞭

杏花露雨 我無從心賞

越過那荒淫的山河

我等著 那一鍋飯的圍繞

好讓故事 有它的時間

而結果 往往都是一點失落

你自以為精準的責任

春天呀 忙著播種夏天

夏天呀 忙著張羅秋天

秋天呀 忙著豐收冬天

冬天呀 忙著呀都忙著

你自以為精準的計劃

知曉輕重 忘了無理取鬧

啊不 不是忘了

而是自覺沒有取鬧的意義

知曉分寸 所以都安靜地隨緣

啊不 隨緣的意思

是無奈嘆氣後  落寞的鎮定劑

空虛。寂寞。冷

你不羈地點了一根香煙

慢慢飛舞的群煙啊

宛如一陣空虛

填滿了 我的房間

我不禁地看著柔暖陽光

絲絲散落於花叢間

猶如一片寂寞

填滿了 我的心房

他疑惑地想著如何是好

悶悶不樂地發牢騷

恰似無限寒冷

填滿了 整個虛空

攀延二樓的小黃花 (1)

那年，我們在課室外的草地上，栽種了一些小黃花。
你尚幼氣地說,你最喜歡小黃花了。
為了保護你喜歡的，每天一下課，我就固定地澆水，希望花兒一朵又一朵地盛開著，而你就滿臉笑容地開心著，就那樣默默耕耘著。
不久的那一年，你轉校了。
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幾年後的那年，不知怎麽樣，青春為了你，和所有人鬧翻了。
你說學業為重，很合理。
那讓我等，最後我等到了考試，我等到了畢業，而你呢?
我等到了，你所定下的約定。
你呢？
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又過了好多年，是五年嗎？真記不起來了呀。
我回到課室外頭的小花園，那裡長了不同形狀不同顏色的花草，卻不見當年小黃花的蹤影。
或許常覺得，撐個5年10年，就很了不起。以為已是天長地久。
忽然夢醒時分，發現自己原來不曾擁有些什麼。
從真實存在，到逼真透頂的空虛，感到的是恐懼嗎？憤怒，不解，還是那無止境地分不清真實與夢境的邊緣無奈感？
被驚醒後，總是要耐得住驚嚇。因為這個時候，才是真正的開始。

Canon 30

My tousy apparel and lousy care

shuttle through the tunnel way.

My dear hot air and hazy day

how do I dare to fancy you?

She always reminds me

don't you forget how to breathe.
But how could I breathe

in such heavy tinted air?

I cannot breathe at all,

not even a little more!

When I lay my eyes upon you,

I'd be so desperately lovely ill.

Day by day it crumbles,
Are you here to cuddle?

Maybe in the night life show.

I'm certain that you are,

another very different shooting star.

Neat, shine and bright soul.

Sea drowns my suffocated soul.

Tell me, tell me your dream substance.

Unfold to me all your great radiance.

Oh Dear, your enchanting face,

could be as dreamy as the haze.
polluting my heart and my mind,

fascinating yet the deadly lethal kind.

Canon 29

They come and go

like having fast food

eat wrap and throw

as what we were told.

They come and go

came along in leather suite

squeezed on a piece of meat

with wine and a little kiss

They come and go in life

I failed to stop and asking why

when all the answers are just lies

will you giving up try and try?

It could be lovely in your sight

and so evil doing between the tights tonight

It could be shining holy ever tonight

and burning your heart on the other side

perfectly lovely suffocatingly deadly.

The fast food culture

and my fast food lover

Need no fear time may tell

Need no fear the truth of love.

Tough and hard like rock

but we guess it's nice to chew

Slowly we eat it raw

like love conquers all.

Canon 28

When I was buried underneath,

with your great solemnity.

Calm soil calm my soul,

cuddle myself and covered by snow.

When I was buried underneath，

I heard the singing girls,

singing my favorite hymns,

on where my corrupted body leaned.

When I was buried underneath,

forgotten about my name,

same goes to the other mates,

only the falling tombs are still remained. 

Chrysanthemum had cried

a little pity sigh.

Roses ale on the top

of my sandy coffin shield.

Sings along my sweetheart Jill.

When I was buried underneath,

the restless souls scream.

They scream wretchedly

scream as they couldn’t rest in peace.

When I was buried underneath,
and so my mind buried along with it.
But not the broken soul I knew,

it only can be fixed by you.

Canon 27

I get out of my room,

I get out from the world.

Just to seek for an answer,

we start with the poker player.

The undecided gone freeze,

Oh it irritates me and I hate it.

So much of hatred intensively,

but we love it and we hate it.

Honey! My money jealousy.

Gone into your head so pity.

Money! My honey and authority.

Gone into their body so lusty.

Give you all the cars keys

Give you all my houses keys

Give you all my meats and luxuries

but your mind is empty and soul is aching

because you can't see all my inner beauties.

Oh I love you honey sipping wine,

Oh I hate you money seeking why,

You seem overwhelming, all mighty.

but you seem devastating, lonely.

I rather die young or die awfully,

With all the answers I desired for,

for the mankind sin of youth,

and the desperate me after truth.

Canon 26

Sunset on a Saturday night,

we could sail to wherever you like.

Put on your sexy shades

and we'll start to bate.

Cruise down lay down,

in your favourite diamond bar.

They seem busy with their things

but I'm ready for you to cling.

Stand up or lay down,

what's the position we don't count.

It's not our bed but we get wild instead,

sorry, but what's the hotel rate again?

In my prophecy let it be your ecstasy,

In your extension of mind and your body,

you could find it sassy timeless,

you could find it really bottomless,

and what else you need? Tell us.

If you're abusing my ecstasy,

pretending that love is all easy.

We'd say you're crazy madness.

Yes, you don't learn to rehab us.

If I'm abusing your ecstasy, 

hallucinating you and me.

We'd say this is wasted ill,

Yes, I am, if I'm truly losing you.

Canon 25

I like the white cotton,
tangling on the great blue sky.
I like the way you wear your hat,
as if I only look into your eyes.

I like the soft warm wind,
blows and comforts on my lip.
I like the way you smile,
that could make an angel bow.

I like the great sculpture,
as how you are meant to be,
and the lovely characters,
you have astonished me.

Rushing out in a summer clock,
but there's always a block.
Choking, choking up our nerves,
I wonder how to make it stop,
of all the every single clog.

The moment when I first met you,
it always starts with a normal Hi.
Then we talked like a long lost friend,
and you must be thinking that I was mad.

Neither climax nor suspense,
it solely peter out quietly.
Neither the end of the story line,
it merely channels to the another greater life.

Canon 24

I saw an ambulance stopped near my house,
and the neighbours spread into a crowd.
I was away in school,
and they didn’t tell me the truth.

I keep holding strong,
knowing the worst yet to be.
I keep holding it,
because I know it won’t be too long.

It is now December,
as if I’m back to the olden days,
It is hard to forget,
that I’m a poker player.

She could be in her kitchen,
making her own secret lemonade.
She could be combing her hair,
and ready for a shopping spree,
unaware of my ill story to be told.

The words that I couldn’t say,
I couldn’t breathe in a hot summer air.
The facts that I wish she knew,
just as rare as her sweet lemon dew.

Days after days,
words and stanzas along my way.
Years after years,
wander sorrow yet to be shared.

Canon 23

Every day I wake up,
ashes filled the air.
Every single moment,
I will be your spare.

You will be the driver,
my dangerous driver.
I'll be your passenger,
your addictive passenger.

Catch your red lion soon,
we all are doomed,
I'll keep myself silent with gloom,
and salting with my wound.

 It was like a drug,
when you hug me from the back.
It was like a drug,
when I kissed your forehead,
now you leave me high behind.

Right, we were all new here,
getting crazy got our feet bare.
Electric bubbles lighting so pretty,
she told me:"Don't cry about it, honey,

They love your body not your soul,
that they'll find it when everyone gets too old."
Be prepared get ready of her apocalypse,
anticipate or annihilate, check your list.

The Dead Crow

He saw a dead crow
in a drain
near the Post Office,
He saw an old man
gasping for air
And a baby barely able to breathe
In a crowded morning clinic
This land is so rich
Why should we suffer like this?

I want clean air
For my grandchildren
I want the damned fools
To leave the forest alone,
I want the trees to grow,
The rivers run free
And the earth covered with grass.
Let the politicians plan how
we may live with dignity
Now and always

by Samad Said

Canon 22

I build the wall,
to defense your call.
I strike the piano,
with my favorite Alejandro.

Ops, I strike the wrong key,
drop my cash couldn’t be.
Ops, you are appealing so fresh,
pardon me, I got to make a dash.

Glamor flesh, twisting dance,
I’m dying to see you dance.
Glamor flesh, appealing fresh,
wish to play your tricks with ash.

Ah, being rational,
conquered by desire.
I kiss the roses thorn,
bleed to wash my sin,
and bleed into your skin.

Then, it tinted your chest,
your face was shrouded by patch,
Roses red, it tinted your chest,
can’t escape, faded into little ash.

  

Not that I’m stubborn,
Not that I’m surrendering,
I just cry in my sanctuary,
I just cry over my destiny.

Canon 21

The time that you've missed,
is not draining back with ease.
Catch' em! So catch' em please!
Catch' em before its release.

Death gives us clearer perspective,
as the play makes us in stitch.
Wander what it could preach,
but only the time does teach.

One day the mortal may decay,
thus we need no fussy care.
As you wade in to make a pay,
you would find a comfort day.

Who could ever be an immortal?
and who could go sailing forever?
Say! Forever Twenty One!
Although it's lack of companion,
you do not need a complex lunch!

Standing between the line I guess,
holding the time that drag me against,
there's a chance for you and me at once
to say Forever Twenty One!

Forever Twenty One!
Turn to be a gorgeous one!
Sweet as my sangria punch!
That shows what we have earned!

Canon 20

Ariadne at water house

This year, summer arrived earlier,
With heat and haze, over all the place.
It came earlier to celebrate,
before you change your breakfast bread. 

This month, summer has started,
It’s so hot yet it rains she said.
This time, the thunder starts to strike,
Strikes me through the sky so bright.

This year, summer arrived earlier,
With love and betrayal, around the circle.
It came earlier to honor me,
oh sing an oath to me baby. 

Inner riot, spiritual twisted road,
I heard you said the breaking codes.
Oh summer is warm and hot,
let’s swarm to the river I’m crazy hot,
sing and swear me a bloody oath.

Pouring me into the dead river,
Drowning with your swill of betrayal.
This time, summer couldn’t be ended,
Thrived in your bitter and love tipple. 

My memory keeps spinning, reminiscence.
My tear keeps spinning, rolling and freezing,
in the rainy eyes of your lover lies,
you said to stay forever until we die.

 Ariadne at beach

Canon 19

It is summer once again,

the weather is rather hot insane.

It is summer day with tame,

nothing much has changed.

Rain and rain,

the fire sparks with glare,

as the summer that was planned

by you and me, we dance.

I started the song,

dance and sing along.

Full of passion,

full with hope.

I stand in the corner with ease to cope,

mindlessly, I started to bleed.

Oh, I afraid I couldn't fall asleep,

Oh! Where is my summer gift?

Pardon me, missing you is kind of stiff.

Summer makes me count,

the day you make me smile.

Summer makes me shout,

the kiss that was mild.

The mid-summer kissed wind,

as the gift I ever seen,

what is bliss and what is grief?

You are my only summer gift.

Canon 18

Oh my little blossom,

Oh! my dear!
your blue and tears
have touch my ears.

Oh my little blossom,
you are simply awesome,
and I have a question.
What shall I call your name?

I guess you shall see,
the moon that hangs highly,
hanging in such a starless night,
and a deadly lonely night.

Oh my little blossom,
you look just so cute,
under the moonlit night,
I'm gonna pick some of you,
and stay with me tonight.

I guess I'm alive or dead,
I guess gonna bury myself to death,
under the ground, under your step,
Forget-me-not! Shouldn't you forget!

I guess I miss you and gonna hug you,
in my tight arms and shut up that alarm,
hugging you for an hour or longer,
til you and I can't breathe together.

Canon 17

The boat has turned upside down,
turbulently, violently.
It overflowed and crashed them down,
suddenly and tremendously.

I closed my window.
I shut my door.
I poured some vino,
and wait for your call.

I pull the curtain in,
as the coffin moves around.
I lid the fragrance up,
it seems will never got enough.

I need a kiss to cut my wrist.
My blood is red and my blood is rich.
I wanted to paint on your lovely cheek,
My blood is hot, my blood is yours!
I wish you could sip inside your sexy thought.

I'd stab it viciously,
until my blood has gone empty.
I'd smash it for thee,
until my heart has pieced completely.

I'd stand on the edge,
and wait for a kiss.
I'd be waiting at your gate,
my love wouldn't fade by age.

Canon 16

How it could be so difficult
to perceive in an ample angle?
Such as looking for a stranger
in a crowd that has little patience.

Inspiration, salvation, and beautification,
What would be your situation?
Projection, rejection and denomination,
How does people explain civilization?

Protection embarks on deception,
as the pigeon flies across the prison.
Scratch was vintage, leaving a message,
Your roses prestige will then be acknowledged.

Fly as high as you can,
Run as far as you can,
Hide as tight as you can,
Once the mark was traced,
Certainly, it'd be an awkward case.

My lovely roses, your smile was vague,
it seemed like a sage and sounded so great.
My lovely roses, you're fading quick,
as quick as the shadow has no shape.

Oh my lovely roses, my lovely one!
You are so shy and how could they tell you lies?
Oh my lovely roses, my lovely one!
for now you could hide but not for your whole life!