I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.
Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.
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I
Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example--
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
I mean living must be your whole occupation.
Living is no laughing matter:
you must take it seriously,
so much so and to such a degree
......
Oft have I seen yon Solitary Man
Pacing the upland meadow. On his brow
Sits melancholy, mark'd with decent pride,
As it would fly the busy, taunting world,
And feed upon reflection. Sometimes, near
The foot of an old Tree, he takes his seat
And with the page of legendary lore
Cheats the dull hour, while Evening's sober eye
Looks tearful as it closes. In the dell
By the swift brook he loiters, sad and mute,
......
Don't listen to me; my heart's been broken.
I don't see anything objectively.
I know myself; I've learned to hear like a psychiatrist.
When I speak passionately,
That's when I'm least to be trusted.
It's very sad, really: all my life I've been praised
For my intelligence, my powers of language, of insight-
In the end they're wasted-
......
The sun sets in molten gold.
The evening clouds form a jade disk.
Where is he?
Dense white mist envelops the willows.
A sad flute plays “Falling Plum Blossoms.”
How many Spring days are left now?
This Feast of Lanterns should be joyful.
The weather is calm and lovely.
But who can tell if it
Will be followed by wind and rain?
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For You
-Ziggy
For you, I gave up everything,
Left my dreams, my peace, my wings.
I thought your love would be my guide,
But you left me standing here, alone inside.
I gave you my heart, I gave you my soul,
Tried to make you happy, to make you whole.
......
Love for you stings, sharp and unwanted—
not by your actions,
but the quiet, aching knowing
you’ll never be mine to hold.
Your absence echoes through the silence,
but when you return,
time holds its breath.
I replay our moments—
a broken record,
......
I trace the cracks within myself,
yet find none upon you—
Your skin, a barren canvas,
untouched by time or flaw,
While mine, a weathered map,
etched by stares that linger too long.
You label yourself two-faced,
but I only set eyes on one
side of the wall.
......
I pinned my head against this wall,
starting to question where things went wrong.
People beginning to be ripped from my life,
without leaving a single trace why.
Just when I felt myself begin to heal again,
my emotions came down like father with the airmen.
Along with mother also gone,
and no one to care for sister Caroline,
I felt myself start to lose my mind.
And with the boy I thought things were forever,
......
Your eyes fill with tears, when she leaves
A person who is near to your heart
But think, for her it is but a new start
She leaves but remains in our hearts forever
Her smile, her humour will forever stay
In our hearts, our minds, our thoughts each day
You miss her, you sigh, take a deep breath
But don’t cry
Don’t fill your eyes to the brim with tears
Hold the dew in, don’t lose your smile
......