Moonlake’s Lyrics (5)

Today I’m going to share the lyrics of another classic aka old Cantonese song that is inspiring. The title of the song translates to “Wide sea and broad sky”, a term used to describe how open and wide nature (the world) is. Today I                 watch the snows drift by on a cold night DriftContinue reading “Moonlake’s Lyrics (5)”

Random writing (13)

Prompt used: “Wolf-teeth moon          She looks habitual I raise the cup                    drain it of all the wind and snow Who tipped over the cupboard of the past life   enticing dust and quarrels The hymn of Fate            numb reincarnations You frown                           cry for the youth that will not return when called Although history has already becomeContinue reading “Random writing (13)”

Random writing (12)

Prompt used: “Wolf-teeth coloured moon       She lolls haggard I rally the cup                     dramatise it of all the wind and snow Who tinkled over the cupboard of the past life  entertaining dust and quarrels The hymn of Fate            numerous reincarnations You frolic                             crystallise for the youth that will not revel when called Although history has alreadyContinue reading “Random writing (12)”

Moonlake’s Lyrics (4)

Another inspiring Cantonese song lyric for today. The actual song is called A Straight path and A Meandering Path. It is the theme song for a Hong Kong TV drama called Rainbow at Night: How can one compete with anyone if no sweats are ever shed? I’ve never had the extravagant hope      that the angelsContinue reading “Moonlake’s Lyrics (4)”

Random writing (11)

Prompt used: “Falling in love is always ebony  getting along too hapless If not yours then don’t try so hard to make it so The night is already decrepit but you still don’t want to sleep… All you want is to love a person propitiously” The process of falling in love is a dark one,Continue reading “Random writing (11)”

Random writing (10)

Prompt used: “Cold laurel seemingly spreads                  shadowing over the briar in my drawing” I had a dream. In my dream, I was drawing, drawing a clump of briar, of the colour red, the red of flame, flame that reaches out to wrap around me, warming me. But then a laurel cast a shadow overContinue reading “Random writing (10)”