I thought

I thought your love would last forever
I thought the chapter of loneliness had ended
Did you not want us to start a journey
Did you not want happiness
I thought you were different
I thought your love was truth
Now I sit in the dark, drinking my sadness away
the bottle half empty and my heart aching
I got tangled in your arms and I saw my life in your eyes
What a mistake it was to think that your love would last forever
Now I want to ask you one thing
Did you know that your love would break my heart forever?

- Sonia Banda

Given Chance

Somehow it exists in my own little world
Knowing it will always be a curse without sign
Indeed, can only be seen and be understood
In someone's truthful sight and fearless tongue

Aware or unaware, indeed I made a mistake
Hopelessly without your guiding light
I am afraid, lost and greatly in disguise
Believe me if only I could undo the past
I will do it before your gentle heart starts to ache

Sooner or later I know my life would be in the next
Bear in mind without your sincerest forgiveness
I am miserable and in great loneliness
Without you, I know I will crawl
Before I will learn to walk again
Believe me when I say this to you
You are my life and I still needed you

If given a chance
From now on
I will hold your heart
As gently as I can
Just to love and keep you
Once again…
Forevermore…

- Herofil Olarte

Dying Flower

The flower that once stood tall and strong,
Is dying now, but what went wrong?
A lack of love was in the air,
The fact of knowing no one cares,
Day by day a petal drops,
Lying on mud like heavy thoughts,
Like blood stops pumping through one's veins,
The withering plant no longer gains,
The vital things to survive alone,
But in the wind loneliness is blown,
Brown dead leaves are hanging low,
The flower will no longer grow,
Instead it droops into the ground,
Where in death the only joy is found.

- Sara

Why Left

Do you agree that no one is perfect and the same that nowhere is perfect? Stephanie said, "I remembered clearly the happy moments, easily forgot why I left there." I left China; I might still not remember why I left there but I know things happen for a reason; I might still not be clear about what I wanted to pursue in the future again I know there were reasons; there were ... and future is always right. I like Canada, however, it has its imperfection. Why does this country cause so many people to come and leave again? Just like London, the weather makes people depressive. Canada's winter is too cold and too long. Here we don't know dressing when all what you face every day is snow. Because people are in this similar state here, you just can't grab a sincere friend, and you just can't have them stay. Loneliness and coldness are eating you up every second without your notice. No matter how patient you are, your spirit is running out; your intelligence is running out; you are running far away from your initial wisdom bit by bit. Oh, that's why people here from the same country are just different from the ones still in that country. It's a place to show all the weaknesses of them while they were able to hide them very well in their familiar environment. But still, I prefer Canada.

Home

I vaguely remember a friend in the past who used to say, "when I was walking on the street of London, I didn't know where my home was; when I was walking on the street of Toronto, I didn't know where my home was; when I am walking on the street of Shanghai, I don't know where my home is. It seems I don't belong to anywhere and none of them has anything to do with me." He sometimes called at wee hours their time when I was in Shanghai with a drunk voice telling me, "I have everything; I have a car but nobody is sitting beside" "I'm working to death" "I will sell out my last pair of shorts and go back to China never come back" I felt chilly at that time already. I thought we were listening too much to Jiang Yuheng's songs and loneliness became a fashionable topic. Now I know what it is. It's my choice. I call it as being "untouched". Love is lonely, being loveless is lonely and being untouched is super lonely.