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A Lonely Traveller

Since we are all broken-spirited travellers on this lonely planet, what need is there to have known each other before we meet?

  1. Taking a Nap in the Shade of a Banyan Tree

    by , 08-13-2010 at 02:31 AM (A Lonely Traveller)

    When the blazing sun is in full swing,
    I need to rest my sore feet from trudging
    in your shade,
    counting falling leaves one after another,
    like recalling the stories of my life along the journey .

    I need to take a nap now to rest my weather-worn soul
    in your sanctuary,
    watching the clouds drifting by one after another,
    like my dreams scattering along the way.

    When the sun goes down,
    Please show
  2. No More Clear Glass

    by , 08-12-2010 at 07:48 PM (A Lonely Traveller)

    When a loveboat is sailing on a romantic mirror pond,

    no clear glass is to be found.

    There's only a rippling heart in a distraught mind!

    Updated 08-12-2010 at 10:56 PM by angliholic

  3. Concert of Nature

    by , 08-12-2010 at 08:36 AM (A Lonely Traveller)

    Leaves of banyan trees push against each other
    to crowd onto the green roof of a theater,
    blocking off peeping sunlight,
    creating a pleasant shade for all the dancers underneath.
    The arial prop roots swinging idly play the long gray beards of the sleepy senior audience.
    Some peach actresses nearby are swaying gently
    in the summer breeze beside a brook.
    When a gust of wind blows, sending their skirts all flying up,


    Updated 08-13-2010 at 10:13 AM by angliholic

  4. My Ladybird Barber

    by , 08-11-2010 at 01:05 PM (A Lonely Traveller)
    My Ladybird Barber

    A summer wind
    blew me into a small barber’s booth
    under a shady big tree on a scenic hillside.

    The lady barber is young and coy;
    when she smiles,
    rosy clouds color all over her cheeks.

    When trimming off my three thousand hairs of worries,
    she kept whispering to me
    like a shy ladybird.
    When she said, “You have a good-looking face!”
    This was the only thing I could recall clearly.

    Updated 08-11-2010 at 01:07 PM by angliholic

  5. My Love in the Mist

    by , 08-11-2010 at 09:53 AM (A Lonely Traveller)

    My love in the mist just visited my blog
    when I was still lingering in my sweet dream.

    She left a message, saying she was overjoyed with the piece
    I scribbled for her, but that she couldn't stay long,
    and then disappeared into thin air.

    Ai! My inspiration comes and goes
    like a whimsical wind,
    leaving me but a blank face facing an empty sky.

    Updated 08-11-2010 at 12:32 PM by angliholic

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