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Mankam Lau Mar 2017
Chilly wind has crossed
I go to see who fly past
A witch if poss
  Mar 2017 Mankam Lau
Yule
You're the only one
who ever showed me sadness
In every love songs
Listening to love songs make me sad
cause maybe, they remind me of you

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  Mar 2017 Mankam Lau
Jason L Rosa
Chances are you don't feel the same
Significant value when I hear your name.
Partly because I've felt no shame
Hopelessly going about playing the game.

That all changed the day you stayed;
One special day our bond was made.
Rules were set that I obeyed,
Everyday I played a different charade.

Everyone in this town has gone by,
Instinctively I tell you another lie.
Vivid dreams distort me of you and I:
Rosa am I and I your guy.

So why can't my dreams come true?
Endlessly I've fallen in love with you.
Simply be yourself is all I ensue.
Tonight I'll wish upon a star for you.

Not out of lust, nor personal affair,
Can't afford to lose the bond we share.
Only God knows how it's not fair.
How a love like you comes so rare.

People tell me I should just let you go.
My emotions have been tethered to and fro.
How can they just say, "Let you go?"
All they see is the pale scarlet snow.

Enclosed is my love for you held secretly,
Never again my face you'll see.
Remembered in my heart you'll be,
Never again your face I'll see.
Mankam Lau Jun 2015
Flow in a long stream,
I fall into a deep dream.
Waving smoke with rosy glow,
Lightly red the bamboo grove;
In the brilliant gloam,
I see some fire worms,
They shine, they light,
Cross the field, through the hill,
Finally sit on a farmer’s hat;
The man stumbles along the track,
Husky and a little laze,
His distant voice echoes around:
“Go back home—Go back home—”

I wake suddenly with a start,
The city lives fast still tonight,
A sea of neon, reflect in my eyes;
The world is glossy, but mine is clumsy;
I just hope, not to be shoved forward.
And the time I look back,
My hometown will just be there;
And the time I listen for,
The distant echoes will just be here:
“Go back home—Go back home—”
Linger round with no end.

— The End —