The Scribbles of a Lonely Traveller

[angliholic]

There's nothing to lose
supposing I choose
to write poetry for the rest of my life
to view it as my prospective wife

If she turns out pretty
all are welcome to relish her beauty

If she's ugly
then I won't worry
someone will steal her from me

[angliholic]

Will you stop or slow down
and don't let me feel like a silly clown

You have three
and I guess it's the key to the mystery
that you always outrun me

That's why you always make me blue
since I have only two

[angliholic]

You will be always seventeen
forever young and lush green

You never think of me as your sugar daddy
as you never ask for a candy
let alone a ruby

You're flawless and wonderful
but I won't feel awful

No one can take you away from me
for you're my poetry

[angliholic]

Little birds
Though I don't understand your words
I see you either chitchat all day long
or occasionally chirp a song

The farmers labor in the field from morning till night
struggling to get out of their plight

Nevertheless you harvest their fruits happily
Little wonder you're lucky

[angliholic]

Though you're little
you're not the one for people to belittle
You're so hot and spicy
that I dare not take you lightly

You never bark like a dog
or a bullfrog
but the worst of all is your bite
sure to leave people in a woeful plight
if they give you a reckless bite

[angliholic]

You're a pretty cloud, love to wander
and I'm a small rippling river

Lying by a meadow with splashes of yellow
singing for you today and tomorrow

Maybe you're too far away to savor my melody
which is lovely as well as lively

Maybe I don't mind you're a drifter
as your reflection was once in my clear mirror

[angliholic]

Why do you smell so sweet to me
though I'm neither a butterfly nor a bee

They're your matchmakers in essence
so it makes perfect sense
that you should reward them with your fragrance
but why am I of importance
to you

Is it that I will feel less blue
when you're here with me to get over
the blistering hot summer

[angliholic]

Butterfly
Please stop flapping your wings
for a short while
or you might ripple a most innocent smile
that's reflecting in my mind

[angliholic]

Morning glory
How pretty you are like my sweet Mary
but only in the fresh morning
Isn't it a pity

While you're most bewitching
let me extol your beauty
and pen it in a book of poetry
before you become a sob short story
in the evening

[angliholic]

The dormant volcano
covered in white snow
in the distance
looks like an old man of great elegance
so peaceful and amiable
but is it possible
that he did hurt so many people
when young impulsive and impossible

[angliholic]

If you depict your complicated feeling
in an easy way like a breeze in spring
then this simpleton
who isn't a citizen in the realm of wisdom
can easily see what you mean

If you express a simple thing
in a tricky way
even Albert will lose his way

[angliholic]

Must be waiting
for someone special and engaging
on this late night
for your eyes are dimming
with tears
on this lonely street

[angliholic]

Why does the fox say to the grapes

Oh, you aren't even ripe yet
I don't need any sour grapes

It's not that he can't get it
but that the grapes are indeed sweet

[angliholic]

One for the road
two for our remorse like a heavy load
and the last for our precious youth
lavished on nonsense

[angliholic]

My love in this lonesome journey
you're red hot and punchy

I can manage to live without Lucy or Lulu
yet it's hard to imagine life without you

Though you looks lovely and saucy
I'm not afraid you'll make a cuckold out of me
for you're my yummy kimchi