Thursday, September 23, 2010

Slightly out of tune

Love is like a never ending melody,
Poets have compared it to a symphony,
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon,
But our song of love is slightly out of tune . . . .

Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch,
Now the orchestration doesn’t seem so rich,
Seems to me you’ve changed the tune we used to sing,
Like the bossa nova love should swing . . . .

We used to harmonize two souls in perfect time,
Now the song is different and the words don’t even rhyme,
‘Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon,
What good’s a heart that’s slightly out of tune?

Tune your heart with mine the way it used to be,
Join with me in harmony and sing a song of love,
We’re bound to get in tune again before too long,
There’ll be no Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely
Then you won’t be slightly out of tune, you’ll sing along with me!



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Sunday, July 18, 2010

Call Me

Flirting with the truth
Reading feelings between lines
My heart yearns deeply


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Friday, June 25, 2010

Summer Rain

Rain falls in glass sheets
Pounding waves march forwards and
Journey is on air

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Wednesday, February 03, 2010

On the art of relaxation

I was heading about my way at Dhoby Gaut MRT, walking back from Peace Centre, pondering whether to take the bus from here or to pop by Orchard to look for shoes, when I realized that there was a pretty peaceful area just above the MRT station. It's a long straigt pathway between Park Mall and Plaza Singapura, and it's... Unsingaporean.

Why do I say so? The moment I walked through this area, my mind was carried a year back to Edinburgh. I recalled the shining white tiled floor just above Waverly Station, where the tourist info booth is. I'd stopped there on more than one occasion, sometimes waiting for others, sometimes looking for info, sometimes just appreciating the view of the Old Town. Very surreal. It's not quite as picturesque in SG, but the essence of a green spot in the middle of the city is.



Singapore has a lot of green, but not many integrated gardens. Why don't we have one that's right in the middle of everything?

I miss lying around in the grass watching clouds go by. This spot brings me back to simpler times.

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