Where They Belong

Do trees belong to the ground?

Or it wishes to go from place to place

Do clouds belong to the sky?

Or it wishes to be waves splashing, adrift in the ocean

Do stars belong to the night?

Or it wishes to be with the Sun in the morning

Do flowers belong to Spring?

Or it wishes to be caressed by Winter’s snow

We’ll never know…


Hi fellow bloggers,

I’ve decided to have a travel blog so that I won’t be writing just out of sadness. It is up and running! I would really appreciate if you visit it 🙂

I just recently went to Taiwan in search of cherry blossoms, and it was majestic! I have included some tips on how to go via train/bus in some areas that I’ve been to 🙂

Hope I can hear from all of you!

link: Sleepy Panda Traveler


Will still write poems in the future when someone breaks my heart again or if someone makes my heart feel whole again 🙂

Thank you ❤

Tinker Bell

I can be your Tinker Bell

Even if Wendy did you well

I can be your Tinker Bell

Even if you didn’t catch me when I fell

I can be your Tinker Bell

Even if you have issues to dwell

I can be your Tinker Bell

Even if you loathe my whispered words that tell

I can be your Tinker Bell

Even if you lock me in your marble cell

I can still be your Tinker Bell

Even if we part ways and bid farewell… 

The Sky & The Sun

The Sky is crying again

I wonder who caused her pain?

The Sun hasn’t visited since days

Her longing for light might decay

Leaves dancing to the sound of the wind

Clouds hiding the Sky’s sorrows from behind

Birds singing rainbows of tomorrow 

An afternoon sunshine, may She borrow?

Sheets of rain, changing weather 

Rippling moonlight on water

Rolling peals of thunder

Until the Sun won’t matter…


Will I see you in my heaven?

Where songs of forgiveness are written

Ripples of water dancing vividly

Raindrops racing briskly

Dandelions gently kisses your wary hands

Tide wears dove-grey sands

Fathomless memories gathered in God’s Labyrinth

I hope I won’t forget you, my sweet Hyacinth…


Suffocating myself with this crippling anxiety

Mr. Depression never fails to remind me of my misery

Sadness is the ocean that’s waiting to drown me

Noxious souls sing to me a song of self-slaughter, in between

The petals from the rose of hope are falling quietly

Don’t make a sound, and go peacefully…

For Mom & Dad

Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still hate you most of time

Sorry Mom & Dad
If I choose my bestfriends over you

Sorry Mom & Dad
If I don’t say “I love you” anymore

Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still cry during my birthday, bec that was also your wedding anniversary

Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still miss the three of us

Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still pray for us to come back…


Do you still remember me?

The rose that you picked up from the Garden of Eve

You were this little boy who fell from a tree

Despite my thorns, you set me free

Painted with affection, loved me thee

But weariness came to visit you one day

And Aphrodite took me away…