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Monday, February 16, 2009

Blow the candles out

Blow the candles out
And listen to the whisperings
The murmurings
The silent tear drops

What have you done?
Is this what we want?
For the tears to continually shed
And disappear into a labyrinth of emptiness

Stir the cup
The petals fall
All that remains
Is the screams of the oppressed

She cried
Tearing
For what is no longer
No longer hers

The fear lingering
Like a thick shroud
of unwavering memories
ones that lingered happy
only to know they’d remain memories

The power lines went out
And she was all alone
Engulfed by the darkness was she
She who had only memories left
Memories of those she held dear
Those that made her smile
Those that were no longer there

She wanted to
Scream and Shout
For them to come back
For them to hear her once more
For them to shower her with love
For them to know she loved them

She never knew how to express
She thought she did
But all She ever did
Was cause hurt and misery
Without her knowledge

They took the pain
Without a single word
Suffering in silence were they
But in silent content
Clinging onto the hope that
One day
One day
Everything will be better

But that day never came
Not until it was too late
Not until the fading
Begun

That day
Some day
Another day
The day
Never came
For everything was too late

Clutching onto what was memories
Memories she didn’t want to lose
Memories she knew
Money could not buy
Memories in which
She once felt whole

Slide open the windows
Look down into oblivion
Nothing mattered anymore
Everything was bleak
And all she knew was that
Leaving this dreadful place
Where emptiness triumphed
Would make her happy
Whole

She closed her eyes
A gush of wind hit
A silent thud
Smiling

- Jonathan Ho

Blow the candles out
and scream
a loud coherent sigh

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Sunday, February 8, 2009


The world is screwed

Drought in China
Blazing temperatures in Melbourne
Blizzard in London

War,
poverty,
famines,
instability,
corrupted officials,
riots,
messed up politics,
seven hundred billion bill out,
twenty point five billions scheme,
retrenchment,
6 dollar per day,
thefts,
murders,
homicides,

can you finally feel the cold?
and thus the candle flickers and dies..

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