🍁In View🍁
🐾Along Jurong Trail presents a thrill,
🤪observing what nature reviews.
👀Watching from afar an egret stands,
🦵Resting both feet in water it stares.
🐊Afar a monitor lizard that it fears.

🎏Near Pandan Garden shores.
River traveler team swims.
Gleaming smooth smiles.
Cutting teeth like saws.
Polish black fur shines.
Swimming in single files.
Shadowing their fishes.🎏

Clouds above water flew,
Wonder how the tides flows?
Bringing the past or the future.

By jetty I stood ,
just to comprehend,
the up and down of tides.
To hear the splashing.
To see the rippling.

High tide brings the freshness.
Low tide reviews the decays.

Whether the tides are
An ending or
a beginning?

Life still continue at the swamp.

A slow decay is underway.
Castaway rotting waste,
dumped on a once beautiful mudflat.
Emptiness and sadness.
Abandoned to another rising tide.
The emptiness and dumps
will be washed and hidden,
When sea rises again.

Robust cast iron,
Gives way to oxidation of nature.
Cavitation, pitting, and scaling,
Painted with the oxide of depression.
Layered the once youthful hydrant.
Waiting for a new coat
to serve another new year.

Beautiful ending of the day.
Hanging by the trees your bright face
Tantalizing many by your stare.

What is this green young fellow?
Is this a cricket or grasshopper?
With birds singing nearby,
this fellow is dead silent.

The flower sheltered the fellow.
Green likes the healthy greens.
Difficult for any un-keen eyes.

Tired mynar flew down to chit-chat.
Rushing my walk before you retire.
Hoping for you to stay a bit longer.

Time for dinner as you rest.

Wheezing,
sneezing and
sniffling.🤧
Stuck to my throat are sticky green.🥴
Oh no, not again, the flu.

Sun is up,
On the bed I laid,😴

My face is all red.
My throat is sore.

Ginger tea becomes my buddy,
fluids and toilet are my routine .

I want my usual walks,
the aches and the pains
of my body and head..
remind me to stay on bed.
😰😥

The blue water,
soft and flexible.
Water is humble,
nothing can resist
charming ripple.

Looking at the water,
with daze of the past.
we see our regrets,
our pain,
our experience.
When we look forward,
we see unknown,
we see fear but
we also see hope.
When we look around,
we see reality,
we see friends and
when we look within,
we find ourselves.

By the water there is life.
With water there is green.

Human nature is like water.
Water retains no fix shape,
so in life pain is a flow.
Life is like the ripple,
It will go up and down.