A gut full of indigestion
The hidden agenda
The Wild West
As a sheriff walking through the harsh land
He was been followed by two strange figure
He sense an foul act was about to be committed
As the dust storm slowly approaches these three figures
Each one had it gun ready
It only matter of time one of them will fire the first shot….
A woman in an orange hat
There was a woman who stood at the pier
She always stood at the same spot for the past 25 years
She always came at the exact time, stood in the
Middle of the pier looking out toward the sea
What ever this strange behaviour may seem unusual for
Others, I notice she wasn’t alone she was accompany by a
Old man.
I was curious for there must be a reason behind this
I live near by the sea; I often strode along the pier in the early
Hours just to catch the glimpse of sunrise.
I often see this woman wearing the same outfit each time, a bright
Orange hat and a dark blue dress.
© By Hung Lin 2009
The man from the past
On the way to work there was a man
With a hole on his flawed head
It wasn’t his knowledge spiling out
It was only steam
He was a strange man
He stood out in the crowd
A man with secret clinging on his shoulder
A man with a mission that will make you jump
Once you knew the truth
This mission even himself couldn’t understand
He lives in the past forever haunted by his own memoires
Where others lives in the future
He desires to do the same….
Unzip
As I waited for the bus to arrive, I stood in the crowd
Pretend to be someone, as I look around the people
They wearing masks, pretending to be putting on a normal face
Out in the open.
I am a pretender, living in this wild jungle
I pretend to act, acting to fit in.
I pretend life is just one big act, as a main character
I’ve gotten to the stage where my true self must kept
hidden, cause I knew not body can ever understand
“The real me”.
Le Rouge
There a couple who always sit beside the window
The husband would always stare blankly at the café shop
next door.
The wife always feel embarrass at her husband’s behaviour
She will always say “Stop looking at Le Rouge, their won’t let
a twit like you in there.”
The Husband always reply blankly “But it Le Rouge, I can still smell their
cuppa chino from here”
“Oh you silly, it me cuppa your smelling at.” Reply the husky wife who
now appear to be in rage…
She walk out with strings tangling
around her body.
Her tears flows like a water falls
as she now find her self alone and
unattached
There are always mans pursue her
But they all only after one thing
Those man soon being cursed into wolfs
Now they are roaming around the outskirt
of the town, preying on their victim...
The long wait
As we waiting for the old Dr Tahulurst
I can’t help wondering why we must
pack everything, it seem there just aren’t
enough room.
My brother on the other hand doesn’t seem
to be worried about the move, as he chases his
automatic toy car.
A man sitting down smoking his cigar
He doesn’t know how long he had been
sitting there, but he is enjoying a weekend
out on the street…
© By Hung Lin 2008
Enough
When I was small
I was been plugged by a mysterious tube
My imagination been sucked away
and been put away in a tiny jar
But my experimental doctor didn’t stop there
He wants to know my thoughts, fears and desire
He wants my youth
As I slowly growing out of my childhood period
I sense my experiment with the mad doctor
may soon come to a foggy end
But I do not know whether that day will ever come…
© By Hung Lin 2008
Censorship
Leap
Multiple
Tales and legends
When I was small I always love to hear my grandpa
telling me all kind of stories.
across the ocean with my fellow crew searching for the mystery island
that may hidden the legendary treasures.
monsters, ghouls and witches that hunt children at nightfall with mist growing thicker by the second.
Now I am telling my own version of tales and legends to my own grandson
Hope he can embrace the tales as I can.
in my youth days)
Plain
I will keep walking along the path, and hope it
will lead me to somewhere.
I felt an unexpected joy, hearing only sounds of nature and the
constant foot step it like listen to symphony being performed.
where this fantasy I often dream in my sleep, walking to a place
of peace.
Eat Me
Horizon
Little Things
Sometime a little things such as a gift of a single flower
can be a powerful gesture to represent a symbol of love to
someone that is close to you.
feeling to be felt through her, as if she may understand your
thoughts and feelings toward her.
Then you may wish you can pick her brain, and see what kind
of game she is playing with you.
love is too complex and over cooked...
© By Hung Lin 2007
Scale
GROW
Germ
As I cough and sneeze, I've become a human Bio weapon.
I can pass on my virus to my fellow human being.
Virus like to travel, it travel from one person to another.
People are like house for them, to live in and have fun.
Until they get bored and they would start to look for another destination.
As my virus is having it last stay, I am certain to give a big send off.
But hope it will not come looking for me for a while, I don't need a vocation bug not just yet!
© By Hung Lin 2007
