The Pianist

When you try too hard,
Your body become tense,
Your heart beats faster,
Your fingers move irregularly
Fail to control the speed,
Your mind gets stressed up,
You forget your notes..

When you let go too much,
Your body relaxes,
You feel the vagueness,
Your focus becomes scattered,
Your fingers lack the strength,
And even loses its aim,
The sound becomes shallow,
You keep hitting the wrong keys..

Balance, balance,
Not think too much or less,
Mind must remain focus,
Not a single drop of doubt,
Let your fingers flow,
Let your body take control,
Let your subconscious lead,

That's when expression pours,
Music played with a difference,
Thoughts and ponders of a pianist..

Out Of The Room

The ray that touches earth，
Softer than the chiffon，
Warming the damp ground，
From the night's after rain，
Clouds laces the blue sky，
Like white satin upon pale blue silk，
Cozier than my dark room，
Warmed by Mother Earth...

Sister Wind tickles me gently,
Sharing a secret or two,
Channeled by the whistling leaves,
The air fills my lungs,
Removing the fatigue and staleness,
Derived from the musty old room,
A blessing from earth itself,
A walk that embraces nature..

心 里 平 静。。
烦 恼 消 失。。

Joker's Fairy Tale

Website of sorrows,
I began to ponder,
Poetry indeed is an escape,
From various emotions,
As Elliot once pointed out,
But this only carries one…

Time for a new episode,
Inspiring and aspiring ones,
Even my brains went nauseate,
Reading this melancholic site,
All my penned frustration,
Repetitive never-ending sad drama,
Such disgust and pathetic,
I begin to see a cycle,
The wheel turns every year,
I return to the same point,
A similar version of the old
Realised once in a while,

Sometimes tis’ just a personal journal,
My lil’ journey in life,
All expressed implicitly,
My own Fairy Tale,
Such parody and mockery,
Without happy endings,
Some new positivity needed
My Mind’s Drama..