I Know You Hate Me Now But...I Know You Hate Me Now But...:Just give me a chance alright, I'll explainTo me, you're the girl that I notice everything about.The way you laugh, the way you smile;We got along great back then, even if we don't now.And to be honest, I miss that...You had the most lovely silky smooth hairYou'd give me the cutest anime girl smileI wish I'd talked to you more about Manga,Hell you got me started on the whole thing.You were fantastic at drawing tooMan I was always jealous of that talent,And I loved your drawings, like I once loved you.I wish that you could have been a professional.I would have bought your book every month y'know...You encouraged me to write.Back when my stories were shit,Back when my poems were still baby's rhymes.You taught me not to give in and I was grateful.Now just let me finish alright?I know that you won't speak to me.That's okay, I admit to being an ass,But the reason that I'm writing this poem to nobod
.And maybe i'm stillasleep,dreamingaboutthefuture - -whilemybodyremainsabandonedinthepast.
Ramshackle HeartMy ramshackle heartspeaks French in doorwayswhere street lampsspin like dervishesacross the sidewalksand the light curlsup to the skyand lays its breath upon the night.It beckons a beautiful womanto slide out of bedand run awayfrom her dreamsand slip intoa dangerous shade of redin front of a jealous mirrorthat can read her mind.It lures her to dance,an invitationof tango stepsthat bob and weavelike punch drunk stars,hip to hip,my hands whispering a sonnetunder her breasts.It kisses her moutha long and luscious untellingof storiesand wanders down her armslike firegilding my palms,making her skingo tight and hot with wonder.It presses gardeniasbetween her thighsand watches the petalsfloat upto the surface of her skinlike angelsdrinking autumn winethrough a sieveof dulcet smoke.
My Love is SicknessMy love is utter sickness,I'll have you obsessed, until you're ruined inside.And you will crawl and I will have you beg,I swear I'll become the very voice in your head.Oh you will suffer and you will sweat,I will have you lusting for more than you get!Losing it all, as lose your mind,You're numb to this pain, so take this pleasure of mine;Now open it up so you can give me more.Close up your life and quickly lock up the door.Or i'll have you spinning with my every touch,And even when I use you it just won't be enough.Your body desires and I'm letting it know,You're already gone before I let you go.My love is an utter sickness,I'll teach you to love your very moment of weakness,I'll teach you to crawl and I will make you beg!I'll teach you what it's like to be mine in bed.-Word of Chen, 16th May 2014
What is Love?What is Love?:What is love but a simple impulseAn electrical signal that comes from the brain.What is love but a debilitating sicknessIt weakens us utterly from the waves of pain.To what do we owe the pleasure of loveDoes it come from a matter of personal taste?To what do we owe the pain of loveAs though all of our efforts are put to waste...Why do we seek to fall in loveIs it because we fear a death alone?Or perhaps there is a darker reasonOne for which we need to atone...Rationalise carefully, your reason for lovePerhaps the truth is deeper than you think.Is your partner a genuine object of affectionOr simply a piece of the missing link?Love can be a wonderous anchorIt brings us down to the safety of sanityBut abuse it once, and you will sufferSuch is the gift of humanity..."Yet even with these weighty words, I am still a slave to love..."-Chen Yuan Wen, 25th April 2012
JulyOur love is lazy in Julyand blooms between the curtainsbursting the shuttersand bentwood rockers in the gardenwhere you sit sipping cooland eating melonlush as pinkthe juice slowly trickling downand bronzing my skinwhere your fingers tell storieson my lips gone warm with you.
stefanshe stood on your dockin black pearls,and nothing more -wet feetand the asian dream.you loved herbutwhen the snow fellon the dock,the following winteryou couldn'tremember why.
I love youI Love You,Three simple words,Said by many,Three simple words,Abused by many,Three simple words,Meant by many...So from me,To you,What do they mean?Well,From me,To you,They mean;When you cry,I cry,When you laugh,I laugh,When you fight,I fight,When you love,I love,And when you're alone,Have no where to go,Feels like,Nobody cares,Feels like,There is no hope,I am there...To hold you,To comfort you,To protect you,To let you know,I will always,With all my heart,Love You...Now,With the meaning known,I leave you,With these three,Very simple words...Three,Very Powerful words...Three,Truly spoken words...Those three words,That simply meanI Love You
LapisI wanted to dress herin cool, sky blue lapisso she would remember my eyesand ivory so fragilethat the thin air would break,and gold sashes to circle her thighs.I wanted to bring hercool orange blossom waterto feed her dates sugared in wine,and figs ripe with honeythat sweetened her fingersand fresh berries that burst on the vine.I wanted to teach herthe language of loversin words that would capture her soul,with lush crimson notesand filigree silverwith a heart grown brazen and bold.
Waking NightmareYeah ummm... The Poetry is the picture... Sorry Nothing to see here in the box...