Dreams and Nightmares

I dream of that stairwell, where we shed our inhibitions and our intertwined fingers linked our futures together.

I have  nightmares of departures, delivered in less than 160 characters.

I dream of that timetable, two lives, one schedule.

I have nightmares of departures, delivered by silence.

I dream of that dimly lit entrance foyer, where we stole kisses and left enduring memories.

I have nightmares of departures, your tears erasing my final letter.

I dream of that clandestine meetings in a study room, your eyes catching mine and my smile illuminating your body.

I have nightmares of departures, a happy meal devoid of joy, *exit stage left*

I dream of those little talks and long walks, where our hearts would beat louder than our words.

I have nightmares of departures, your misplaced anger setting fire to all that we knew.

Someday, a love will not know loss and a relationship will not bear cost. A love will be found on open streets with one someone unknown, beautiful and sweet. Slow kisses, long lives – a timeless dance, innocent yet cleverly,

She will be my reverie.


Fires rage inside him, burning down forests and engulfing homes.
Tepid waters of a tropical island caress his ankles.

He hears wolves racing through snowstorms, ferocious and rabid.
Palm trees nudge one another gently as a breeze strokes the nape of his neck.

Whirlpools contort ships into the trenches of the sea, swallowing them whole in his mind.
Snowflakes delicately seat themselves on his fingertips before kissing them goodbye.

Blood sprints through his arteries with the rapidity of a typhoon.
Rattled yet assuaged, he cannot make sense of it. He cannot find the words.

His pen settles on an ellipsis.

An Etymology worth knowing…

There’s a word; 矛盾, (máodùn) made up of two characters; the former meaning spear and the latter meaning shield. Together they form the Chinese word for contradiction.

 ‘Spear and shield?’ ‘contradiction?’

Well, the plot thickens when you consider the word’s etymology.

The word stems from a famous story about a blacksmith who forged both spears and shields. He boldly claimed that his spears were so strong that they could pierce any shield, and that his shields were so tough, they were impenetrable to all spears.

It was blatantly obvious that he couldn’t be right in both cases and his customers eased him over the inconsistency in his sales pitch.

The end.

‘xiexie’ for reading



“Truer words were never spoken”
but true words leave hearts broken
Lovers ought to speak naught but lies
For the truth is only for the wise.
Say all you must under the veil of a disguise
Honesty is unchartered territory for those who seek only the prize.

Love is akin to the barrel of a gun
Lovers just need to decide what side they’re on.
You say “i will follow you into the dark”
“truer words were never spoken”
Yet what lies, for i hear you only in my brightness of my reverie.

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Words I Should Not Have Said

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but words can always hurt you. The power of the said word has become more noticeable off-late as I shed my cloak of ignorance and gave credence to the true definition of words that I used in bouts of  colloquialism.

Ever used the word “rape” as a verb to describe your performance in an exam?

Ever used “fag” to berate a friend’s actions?

Ever wondered what the real impact of those words is on the people around you?

I don’t blame you if you haven’t. We have become so immersed in berating extremism, that we have become extremists ourselves. In describing a simple situation, we opt to use extremely violent and vulgar language as opposed to civilised statements. But, examine the word you are using, “fag” for instance, and when realization dawns upon you, that you actually seem like an immature homophobic person with no respect for the minority in question, the word you used suddenly becomes a weapon against your own personality.

Moreover, think of how much pain you are causing to someone who potentially is a member of the minority, or moreover, imagine the pain you are causing someone who has actually been raped by casually throwing the word around.

So next time you feel like using “slang” in everyday conversations, take a minute to assess its impact, refrain and use another word instead. let sticks and stones cause the damage, not your words.