On Final Goodbyes

There were no regrets. "Thank you, son.""We all love you,mum."

I am glad we did what we could, and that in the end, I held your hand and we walked all the way. And I know you never gave up living the life you had always led, that made you cherished and irreplacable.

We found closure & the path the pureness, just as we set out too in the beginning.

You found the courage & love to say goodbye, and I did so too.

And in the end, I realised, that the only answer to the question, "Who are you, Foo Cexiang?" It would have to be "I am my mother's son."

"Firstly, all must be forgiving." 26 Aug 2006, Seah Bee Keok ( 19th Sept 1954 - 26th Aug 2006)

On Tonight

As I lay here awake,
and see your every struggled breath,
subconsciously hanging on to me,
I wish you'ld wake up,
And talk to me like everything was the same.

As you lay awoken,
and make your sighs and tries,
consciously hanging on to yourself,
I wish you'ld continued sleeping instead,
And not known what you were going through.

As I try to stay awake,
to see that you are doing okay,
consciously hanging on to whats left of me,
I wish you'ld wake up,
And tell me to rest coz eveything's going to be the same.

As I lay asleep,
seeking solace away from reality,
subconsciously running away from myself,
I wish you'ld continued sleeping instead,
And not be disturbed that I was asleep and not bother me.

A time would come,
when you were asleep,
and I would remain awake always.
As no dream I would need,
to know, remember and love you.

16 August 2006

" The difference between an adult and a child is that an adult wants to care about others and does not let others care about them; a child though, cares about others and lets others care about them."

To Like or Love

"To Like is to be limited by time and expectations, love, on the other hand, is timeless & expectationless."

On The Present

Inner Recourse

Swift winds hammer the floundering curtains,
Howling, Blistering, Punishing.
Strong rains torrent the glistening pane,
Dampening, Thundering, Unnerving.

The winds are but a breeze,
the rains but a mist.
I will see through all these haze,
and think out of this daze.

Serene winds pamper the peaceful heart,
Cooing, Calming, Assuring.
Light rains caress the relaxed mind,
Seranading, Relaxing, Appreciating.

My heart is more than just a dream,
my mind more than just a scene.
I will feel through all this haze,
and think not in a daze.

1 August 2006