Sparkle❤️ Well, come on, sparkle Come on, sparkle Come on, sparkle (Oh, oh, yeah) Shine on me You've been searchin' for your special sign But look within yourself, you'll see there's treasure deep inside Why waste your time chasin' someone's fantasy When you could

A Poem on This Is Home❤️ Where the kettle whistles its morning hymn and slippers wear familiar grooves in floorboards, where the window lets in the sound of rain like an old song you never asked to remember — this is home. Where the wok breathes garlic into air and steam blurs the kit

Home❤️ Whenever I am feeling low I look around me and I know There′s a place that will stay within me Wherever I may choose to go I will always recall the city Know every street and shore Sail down the river which brings us life Winding through my Singapore This is home truly Where I kn

Full Moon Over the Sea❤️ She rises slow, a silver lantern, balancing on the edge of the world. The water holds her, a trembling path of light all the way to shore. Black sky. Soft clouds. Birds cut quiet lines across her glow, like thoughts passing through a calm mind.

Dear You, Five white petals, one yellow heart — Love that doesn’t shout, just stays. Dear you, you smell like forgiveness.❤️

There's a girl like this. She's adorably silly. She's usually quiet, but her jealousy is fierce, lalalala. I love her smile and her playful antics. Her rudeness and her bossiness are exactly what I want. I don't want to get out of bed in the morning. I love basking in the sun

A Piano❤️ A piano waits in quiet light, Its keys like teeth that hold the night. Each note, a step on memory’s floor, A sound that opens every door. Dust settles where the fingers paused, Mid-thought, mid-song, mid-breathing cause— As if the silence learned to keep The dreams we meant, b

[The Original Artist's Statement In The Plague❤️] The Record, 1981❤️ Bronze remembers what hurried feet forget. One hundred twenty tablets stand in patient rows, their metal breath carrying echoes of dragons and phoenixes, sunlit harvests, horse-drawn journeys, and the murmur of

The Golden Full Moon❤️ The golden full moon rises slow, A burnished coin in velvet sky, It spills its hush on roofs below And lifts the tide of memory high. Through silent trees, its amber gleam Threads silver thoughts through restless air, As if the night itself could dream Of all the h

A Poem on Raindrops❤️ Raindrops tap a silver song, On glass where gray skies drift along. Each bead a tiny world of light, A trembling pearl in morning’s sight. They race, then pause, then slip away, Like whispered thoughts that cannot stay. And in their trail, the window knows The hu