Two-Line Poetry Competition

THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST

COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE 

RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, 

AND THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:

  1.  My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife: 

Marrying  you has screwed up my life.

2.  I see your face when I am dreaming. 

That's why I always wake up screaming. 

3.  Kind, intelligent, loving and hot; 

This describes everything you are not.

4.  Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss, 

But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed.

5.  I thought that I could love no other ...

that is, until I met your brother.

6.  Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you. 

But the roses are wilting,the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's 

empty, and so is your head.

7.  I want to feel your sweet embrace; 

But don't take that paper bag off your face. 

8. I love your smile, your face, and your eyes. 

Damn, I'm good at telling lies! 

9.  My love, you take my breath away. 

What have you stepped in to smell this way?

10.  My feelings for you no words can tell, 

Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'

11.  What inspired this amorous rhyme? 

Two parts vodka, one part lime.

The code.

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.Through passion, I gain strength.Through strength, I gain power.Through power, I gain victory.Through victory, my chains are broken.The Force shall free me.

182 miles away.

People & Things.

waiting on you.

Mind goes weary.

Heart beats slowly. 

I wait patiently. 

Distance makes the heart grows fonder.

And i'm waiting for you tonight.

Change of Perception.

Maybe finding the right one isn't someone that is so compatible and of your equal standards. but someone that'll make you wanna change for who you are.
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.
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Can't believe that took me forever to realise that.



yes i need to enjoy life more and stop worrying about everything that i have or those that i don't.

I am a Pieces .

双鱼座的他们是一个很难理解的星座，因为她的性格太多元化。他可以幽默，可以冷漠，可以柔弱，可以坚强，可以成熟，可以天真，可以精明，可以傻气，说话往往口是心非，你们永远猜不透他们在想什么。不要说他们是在装，其实，这才是真正的双鱼，一个千变万化的鱼.

Faith & Believe : Questions & Answer.

　老　公，你手機來電話啦！　”


男：喂？


女：喂，你……吗？


男：是，妳是誰？


女：我是……


男：噢，妳啊！找我有事？


女：你能出來一下？我在你們家外面的。


“　去吧？老公～我相信你！　”


女：喝茶吧！


男：什麼事快說吧！這麼晚了。我不放心我老婆一個人在
家，她怕黑。


女：我離婚了！


男：為什麼啊！你老公不是很愛妳嗎？


女：他這個混蛋，他背著我搞了小三，嗚嗚嗚嗚


男：好了，别傷心了，妳還年輕，还有更好的等著妳……


女：你恨我嗎？


男：一切都過去了。我現在把妳當朋友，没有什麼恨不恨。


女：真的？


男：呵呵～當然，我有和妳說過謊嗎？


女：妳還愛我嗎？


男：……愛


女：我們结婚吧！？我一定會做一個賢妻良母。


男：我有妻子了，我和她上個星期剛領的結婚證書，再過兩
個月就结婚了。


女：不是還没结婚嗎？


男：不可以，她真的很愛我，我不能傷害她。


女：你不好意思我去說……


男：那也不行。


女：嗚～嗚，为什么？


男：因為我是男人，所以不可以。


女：我想知道是具體為什麼 你還愛我，而且我也還愛你，為什麼就不能再一起？


男：妳真想知道為什麼？


女：嗯。


男：


1：是一個人 ，我知道愛上一個人不容易更知道被傷後有多痛苦，所以我不能離開她。


2：之所以决定结婚是因為我决定了，這一輩子選定她了，選定她就是我這輩子唯一的女人。不管以後說什麼話都以不愧于她為標準，做什麼事都以不背叛她為原則，不管以後我们遇見的是風還是雨，我都會站在最前面為她擋風遮雨。


3：她很愛我，她很傻，很善良 她不管做什麼事都處處為我著想。我今天來都是經過她的勸說我才來的，她相信我，相信我不會對不起她，她决定嫁给我，就是决定把她的一生给了我。女人的一生是不允许被踐踏的。明白嗎？


女：懂了……


“　世界上有兩種美　”


外在美：它能滿足你的面子，但不定能给一生的幸福。


内在美：它雖然不能给足你面子，但它一定能给你一生幸福。


女　人……面子重要……還是幸福重要……


女：做個朋友可以吗？


男：不要了，我不需要女朋友以外的女性朋友！


女：為什麼？說理由！！！


男：


第一，没有共同語言，我平時玩的東西妳們女孩子也不喜歡玩。


第二，妳滿足不了我女朋友可以給我的需求。


等三，我没時間和妳逛街吃飯什麼的，那是陪女朋友做的事。


第四，我女朋友會吃醋。所以何必呢？






男　人　最驕傲的不是睡過多少女人，
而是能有一個女人願意讓他睡一輩子。


女　人　最驕傲的不是擁有多少男人，
而是她的男人願意為他拒绝多少女人。

7 Lessons Learnt From My Recent Appendicitis Operation (extracted)

 This was an extract from a lecturer who shared this on his facebook. My lecturer passed away today after a year of fighting cancer. He was supposed to be my French Lecturer one of the semester but was hospitalized so was relieved. I didn't knew him much but we met a couple of times like my french singing competition. I do respect him and i pray for his family. My deepest condolences. Requiescat in Pace Mr Terence Sim .   

PS.

Don't ever be something that you're not for someone that you care for that isn't enough to change for you too. Be who you are suppose to be and the one that will be there to receive your care will come eventually.

Time. 2.0

People say time can heals everything, but you may not know that there are some people who are being hurt by time at the same time.

Never Use PRESENT Emotions to makes your PAST actions defer off from what your FUTURE could be .

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

waiting for the end.

absence makes the heart grows fonder.
reminiscing makes the feelings grow stronger.
accepting makes the mind grows stronger.

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ouch.

Under the anger, there's hurt. Under the hurt, there's pain. Under the pain is love.

damn you heart.

D problem with love is when the more you admit it , you'll tend to love more than the amount you'll say you do after each time u admit it .

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If only.

Boy: I need someone to talk to.
Girl: I'm always here for you.
Boy: I know.
Girl: What's wrong?
Boy: I like her so much.
Girl: Talk to her.
Boy: I don't know. She won't ever like me.
Girl: Don't say that...you're amazing.
Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
Girl: Then tell her.
Boy: She won't like me.
Girl: How do you know that?
Boy: I can just tell her...
Girl: Well just tell her.
Boy: What should I say?
Girl: Tell her how much you like her.
Boy: I tell her daily.
Girl: What do you mean?
Boy: I'm always with her...I love her.
Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem...but he'll never like me.
Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
Girl: Oh, some boy.
Boy: Oh, she won't like me either.
Girl: She does.
Boy: How do you know?
Girl: Because who wouldn't like you?
Boy: You.
Girl: You're wrong. I love you.
Boy: I love you too.
Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
Boy: I just did.

1 thing 2 say 3 words 4 you.

When U Were Only 5 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U...
U Asked Me: "What Is It?"
When U Were 15 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Blushed.. U Look Down And Smile..
When U Were 20 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Put Ur Head On My Shoulder And Hold My Hand.. Afraid That I Might Dissapear..
When U Were 25 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Prepare Breakfast And Serve It In Front Of Me, And Kiss My Forhead N
Said : "U Better Be Quick, Is’s Gonna Be Late.."
When U Were 30 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Said: "If U Really Love Me, Please Come Back Early After Work.."
When U Were 40 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Were Cleaning The Dining Table And Said: "Ok Dear, But It’s Time For U To Help Our Child With His/Her Revision.."
When U Were 50 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Were Knitting And U Laugh At Me..
When U Were 60 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Smile At Me..
When U Were 70 Yrs Old. I Said I Love U....
We Sitting On The Rocking Chair With Our Glasses On.. I’m Reading Your Love Letter That U Sent To Me 50 Yrs Ago..With Our Hand Crossing Together..
When U Were 80 Yrs Old, U Said U Love Me!
I Didn’t Say Anything But Cried.

What i always wanted to say.

yiyilian:

To the Broken Hearted

Dear Friend, 

At this point of time your mind will probably be filled with nonsense. How to die? When to die? Loneliness. No on cares. OMG JUST KILL ME AND SPARE ME THIS HORRIBLE TORTURE. Yea, these kinds of nonsense.

I wouldn’t say that it’s wrong, I wouldn’t say that it’s right either. Every person has their own different coping strategies. Maybe for now working day and night is helping you numb the hurtful feelings and negative thoughts that are hitting you but sooner or later, you’ll have to face it. You know that.

I’m not saying that I’m better than you. But I want you to know, you’re not alone. Not at all. Friends may be scattered all over the world but hey, you know what, we care and we want to be with you, though not physically possible but at least virtually. The thought of someone just being there to listen is comforting. 

I’ve gone through what you’re going through right now and perhaps  am not completely over it yet. It’s hard to forget. It’s hard to let go. It’s hard to even believe that it has ended. It took me a long time to do all that but I’m sure in no time, even before you realize it, you’re over and done with it already. 

All good things come to an end. One good thing ends because something BETTER is out there waiting for you. 

I’m coming home to lend you the shoulder that you once lent me. Not returning the favour but loving you as a friend should and would.

Hang in there, alright?

@TTIW

love,

Shueh Yi

Character ism.

I'm not the most strongest of men, 
I'm not the most handsome of men,
I'm not the most talented of men,
I'm not the most smartest of men,
I'm not the most diligent of men,
I'm not the most friendliest of men,
I'm not the most manliest of men.

But

I'm a man who carries my own strength,
I'm a man who finds his worth in his own charms,
I'm a man who makes the best potential of what i can achieve,
I'm a man who can decipher my own riddles to my problems in life,
I'm a man who will not give up and give in to anybody else,
I'm a man who can cracks a joke anytime,
I'm a man who can understands emotions better than other men. 

I'm a man, don't belittle me in any way.

Love 11:11

Love is strong yet delicate. 
It can be broken. 
To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this.