The second within a second
It happens... if you listen...
carefully and tentitively,
for the song that plays between our eyelids' flickering motion...
A song too tender to be heard for our busy ears,
and too true to be understood by our clouded hearts...
Ever wondered when and where do our souls seeks true solace?
Is it within the embrace of success? Or beside the warmth of a fireplace?
Is it within the touch of love? Or does it lie beyond the tomb of our final resting place?
Gazing at the stars, a human can only wonder the works of fate,
detesting reality and living each's ideals,
only to cry when reality creates wounds that never quite heal...
What is reality? Whats all the stuff i had been doing?
I often caught myself wondering admist those usual day dreaming sessions....
For when success is bleak and hope is far ones conscious tends to wonder...
The great minds in the past compares knowledge to water, but all i see is just plain water,
The great men now and then likenes success to power, but all i see is the product of an electrical formula....
What is water and power when the heart thirsts and the mind stalls?
What is everything when my soul lives inside an empty mall?
Everything is colourful, and yet i see no colour...
The world is always a wonder, but i am too empty to discover...
Pausing the minute within a second, I see my own bullet-time motion,
Pausing the second within a second, I see my soul begging for a conversation,
Where were you when I needed a shoulder? where were you when everything is a blunder?
Those were my first thoughts when I looked upon my own perfect mirror.
Quickly, he raised a finger and signalled a hush,
for he has explainations for his part,
then he whispered to my quiet heart:
I am fake but you are real, for i cannot exist within the second thats your ideal,
Humans created time to match their zeal, but alas ignoring the heart's true will...
Many had fought an empty war, for a second is all that they ever saw,
You had lived in an empty mall, for you only gazed pointlessly at those empty walls!
Life is more than that if you focus, and slow time down to check your own status,
for there is still the second within a second, where your true wishes shine undaunted...
Then he managed to squeeze in a smile, before vanishing with the eye's flicker,
With the passing second as my only companion, i tried to recollect what had happened...
Still too stunned to believe it all, i stumbled upon a door in my otherwise empty mall,
Has it been there all these while? No way! i am sure this has always been a wall!
Unconvinced, i moved towards it and placed my trembling hands on its golden knob,
Pausing the second to recollect, i marvelled the threads of light pouring out from its seams,
Breathing deep, i filled my lungs with the fragrance of cherry blossoms beyond its veil...
What is fake and what is real?
I thought as i took another step towards my path,
Smiling as I turned the knob, I ventured forth...
For the power to believe will be the power to change,
let me now colour my mall with the light beyond this door...
------------
Chinese version: courtesy of June
一秒的瞬间
用心倾听
瞬眼间的旋律……
却,
似水柔,无法与忙碌的耳朵调上频率;
太真挚,不懂对蒙蔽的心灵表达心意。
在何时何地,灵魂才能得到慰籍?
是胜利的喜悦?抑是火焰边的温煦?
是深情地感动?还是生命终结时的栖息地?
仰望星空,
只能诧异着,关于命运的运行。
恨着现实,不切实际地在空想间存活。
然,
被现实的刺冷漠地扎伤以后,只能望着永不愈合的伤口,
无助哭泣。
什么才是真实?我反复询问;
我该做些什么?我无从打听。
大白昼里,我总发现思绪飘忽不定。
只因,期许的光芒逐渐黯淡,原已遥远的希望也越行越远。
才智之士说过,学识似无尽水源,潺潺流动,清澈明亮,
我却只看得见一潭死水,停滞不前也混浊不清;
伟大的人也说,胜利如熊熊火光,亲切温暖,耀眼璀璨。
我却只看得见微弱电光,一瞬消失的诡异光芒。
心灵正饥渴着温情,思维无限期地停滞:
似水无边,似火明亮,又如何?
一切都已丧失意义,只因灵魂被困在这空荡的空间里。
别人诉说着五光十色,我却只看得见黑白;
世上太多的奇观魅影,我却已无力去探索。
在瞬息间停顿,我仿佛看见自己生活的停格;
在一秒的瞬间,我隐约听见灵魂乞讨的言语。
寂寞中,让我倚靠的厚实肩膀在那儿?
混乱中,给我紧紧握着的双手在哪里?
望着镜里的自己,那是我的思绪。
镜里的那个人抿着嘴,用无言给与解释:
我是虚拟的,你是实在的,
因为,我不能在现实里存活。
人们总狂热地忙碌着,而忽略了内心真正饥渴着什么;
与生活打了盲目一仗,却从来不问自己那是为了什么。
灵魂被困在这空荡的空间里,是为了什么?
只因你执著得只懂得面对墙角瑟缩!
只要你愿意专心体会生活,
一秒的瞬间里,你会看见内心的意愿无畏燃烧,熊熊似火!
扬起嘴角,他一转身便在睫毛闪动间消失。
惊讶着,我试着回想刚才所发生的事;
慌乱着,仍不敢相信我所看见的一切。
踉跄退后,我撞到一扇门……
一扇门?这本来不是个空荡的空间吗?
战战兢兢,颤抖的手向门移动。
缓慢打开,惊叹着从门缝里透出的美丽光华;
深深呼吸,细心品尝着如此沁心的香气飨宴,
真真假假,假假真真:
在现实与虚拟间,我混淆了。
迈开一步,我再次走向了生命的道路……
微微笑着,我开启那扇门,向前走去……
这一次,我终于愿意相信:
门后的光,会为我的世界填补上五颜六色。
thx June! its a great piece indeed :)
carefully and tentitively,
for the song that plays between our eyelids' flickering motion...
A song too tender to be heard for our busy ears,
and too true to be understood by our clouded hearts...
Ever wondered when and where do our souls seeks true solace?
Is it within the embrace of success? Or beside the warmth of a fireplace?
Is it within the touch of love? Or does it lie beyond the tomb of our final resting place?
Gazing at the stars, a human can only wonder the works of fate,
detesting reality and living each's ideals,
only to cry when reality creates wounds that never quite heal...
What is reality? Whats all the stuff i had been doing?
I often caught myself wondering admist those usual day dreaming sessions....
For when success is bleak and hope is far ones conscious tends to wonder...
The great minds in the past compares knowledge to water, but all i see is just plain water,
The great men now and then likenes success to power, but all i see is the product of an electrical formula....
What is water and power when the heart thirsts and the mind stalls?
What is everything when my soul lives inside an empty mall?
Everything is colourful, and yet i see no colour...
The world is always a wonder, but i am too empty to discover...
Pausing the minute within a second, I see my own bullet-time motion,
Pausing the second within a second, I see my soul begging for a conversation,
Where were you when I needed a shoulder? where were you when everything is a blunder?
Those were my first thoughts when I looked upon my own perfect mirror.
Quickly, he raised a finger and signalled a hush,
for he has explainations for his part,
then he whispered to my quiet heart:
I am fake but you are real, for i cannot exist within the second thats your ideal,
Humans created time to match their zeal, but alas ignoring the heart's true will...
Many had fought an empty war, for a second is all that they ever saw,
You had lived in an empty mall, for you only gazed pointlessly at those empty walls!
Life is more than that if you focus, and slow time down to check your own status,
for there is still the second within a second, where your true wishes shine undaunted...
Then he managed to squeeze in a smile, before vanishing with the eye's flicker,
With the passing second as my only companion, i tried to recollect what had happened...
Still too stunned to believe it all, i stumbled upon a door in my otherwise empty mall,
Has it been there all these while? No way! i am sure this has always been a wall!
Unconvinced, i moved towards it and placed my trembling hands on its golden knob,
Pausing the second to recollect, i marvelled the threads of light pouring out from its seams,
Breathing deep, i filled my lungs with the fragrance of cherry blossoms beyond its veil...
What is fake and what is real?
I thought as i took another step towards my path,
Smiling as I turned the knob, I ventured forth...
For the power to believe will be the power to change,
let me now colour my mall with the light beyond this door...
------------
Chinese version: courtesy of June
一秒的瞬间
用心倾听
瞬眼间的旋律……
却,
似水柔,无法与忙碌的耳朵调上频率;
太真挚,不懂对蒙蔽的心灵表达心意。
在何时何地,灵魂才能得到慰籍?
是胜利的喜悦?抑是火焰边的温煦?
是深情地感动?还是生命终结时的栖息地?
仰望星空,
只能诧异着,关于命运的运行。
恨着现实,不切实际地在空想间存活。
然,
被现实的刺冷漠地扎伤以后,只能望着永不愈合的伤口,
无助哭泣。
什么才是真实?我反复询问;
我该做些什么?我无从打听。
大白昼里,我总发现思绪飘忽不定。
只因,期许的光芒逐渐黯淡,原已遥远的希望也越行越远。
才智之士说过,学识似无尽水源,潺潺流动,清澈明亮,
我却只看得见一潭死水,停滞不前也混浊不清;
伟大的人也说,胜利如熊熊火光,亲切温暖,耀眼璀璨。
我却只看得见微弱电光,一瞬消失的诡异光芒。
心灵正饥渴着温情,思维无限期地停滞:
似水无边,似火明亮,又如何?
一切都已丧失意义,只因灵魂被困在这空荡的空间里。
别人诉说着五光十色,我却只看得见黑白;
世上太多的奇观魅影,我却已无力去探索。
在瞬息间停顿,我仿佛看见自己生活的停格;
在一秒的瞬间,我隐约听见灵魂乞讨的言语。
寂寞中,让我倚靠的厚实肩膀在那儿?
混乱中,给我紧紧握着的双手在哪里?
望着镜里的自己,那是我的思绪。
镜里的那个人抿着嘴,用无言给与解释:
我是虚拟的,你是实在的,
因为,我不能在现实里存活。
人们总狂热地忙碌着,而忽略了内心真正饥渴着什么;
与生活打了盲目一仗,却从来不问自己那是为了什么。
灵魂被困在这空荡的空间里,是为了什么?
只因你执著得只懂得面对墙角瑟缩!
只要你愿意专心体会生活,
一秒的瞬间里,你会看见内心的意愿无畏燃烧,熊熊似火!
扬起嘴角,他一转身便在睫毛闪动间消失。
惊讶着,我试着回想刚才所发生的事;
慌乱着,仍不敢相信我所看见的一切。
踉跄退后,我撞到一扇门……
一扇门?这本来不是个空荡的空间吗?
战战兢兢,颤抖的手向门移动。
缓慢打开,惊叹着从门缝里透出的美丽光华;
深深呼吸,细心品尝着如此沁心的香气飨宴,
真真假假,假假真真:
在现实与虚拟间,我混淆了。
迈开一步,我再次走向了生命的道路……
微微笑着,我开启那扇门,向前走去……
这一次,我终于愿意相信:
门后的光,会为我的世界填补上五颜六色。
thx June! its a great piece indeed :)

11 Comments:
At 6:27 PM,
sjune said…
another chim poem with super duper english
and hope you don't mind:
一秒的瞬间
用心倾听
瞬眼间的旋律……
却,
似水柔,无法与忙碌的耳朵调上频率;
太真挚,不懂对蒙蔽的心灵表达心意。
在何时何地,灵魂才能得到慰籍?
是胜利的喜悦?抑是火焰边的温煦?
是深情地感动?还是生命终结时的栖息地?
仰望星空,
只能诧异着,关于命运的运行。
恨着现实,不切实际地在空想间存活。
然,
被现实的刺冷漠地扎伤以后,只能望着永不愈合的伤口,
无助哭泣。
什么才是真实?我反复询问;
我该做些什么?我无从打听。
大白昼里,我总发现思绪飘忽不定。
只因,
期许的光芒逐渐黯淡,原已遥远的希望也越行越远。
才智之士说过,学识似无尽水源,潺潺流动,清澈明亮,
我却只看得见一潭死水,停滞不前也混浊不清;
伟大的人也说,胜利如熊熊火光,亲切温暖,耀眼璀璨。
我却只看得见微弱电光,一瞬消失的诡异光芒。
心灵正饥渴着温情,思维无限期地停滞:
似水无边,似火明亮,又如何?
一切都已丧失意义,只因灵魂被困在这空荡的空间里。
别人诉说着五光十色,我却只看得见黑白;
世上太多的奇观魅影,我却已无力去探索。
在瞬息间停顿,我仿佛看见自己生活的停格;
在一秒的瞬间,我隐约听见灵魂乞讨的言语。
寂寞中,让我倚靠的厚实肩膀在那儿?
混乱中,给我紧紧握着的双手在哪里?
望着镜里的自己,那是我的思绪。
镜里的那个人抿着嘴,用无言给与解释:
我是虚拟的,你是实在的,
因为,我不能在现实里存活。
人们总狂热地忙碌着,而忽略了内心真正饥渴着什么;
与生活打了盲目一仗,却从来不问自己那是为了什么。
灵魂被困在这空荡的空间里,是为了什么?
只因你执著得只懂得面对墙角瑟缩!
只要你愿意专心体会生活,
一秒的瞬间里,你会看见内心的意愿无畏燃烧,熊熊似火!
扬起嘴角,他一转身便在睫毛闪动间消失。
惊讶着,我试着回想刚才所发生的事;
慌乱着,仍不敢相信我所看见的一切。
踉跄退后,我撞到一扇门……
一扇门?这本来不是个空荡的空间吗?
战战兢兢,颤抖的手向门移动。
缓慢打开,惊叹着从门缝里透出的美丽光华;
深深呼吸,细心品尝着如此沁心的香气飨宴,
真真假假,假假真真:
在现实与虚拟间,我混淆了。
迈开一步,我再次走向了生命的道路……
微微笑着,我开启那扇门,向前走去……
这一次,我终于愿意相信:
门后的光,会为我的世界填补上五颜六色。
there r some lines i dun understand...i hope what i guessed is right :P
At 6:42 PM,
Wei Zhi said…
WAHLAU!!!
this is seriously a perfect interpretation in chinese!! and its very well written as well! thx a lot! wah... how i wish i could write like that in chinese... keng keng...!!
can i publish this chinese version along wif that english one? it will be great to share it out there :P
At 6:43 PM,
Tan Sri said…
not to insult, but sometimes i feel u hv much too much time
At 8:07 PM,
sjune said…
ah sure i dun mind
tan sri,u got it right
i have a lot of time now.....not much homeworks at the moment :P
and its two weeks of glorious holidays
At 10:34 AM,
raptor_ravenlord said…
eh...i cant believe i missed out this post cuz i only read the most recent one!! damn..nice porn dan..i mean, poem...
n june...how come u neva wrote translation for MY poems :(
At 12:42 PM,
sjune said…
i dun translate every poem.....
i dun translate poems which i too chim,cuz some stuff cant be translated literally to chinese,right?
like.....its raining cats and dogs......takkan i translate into 天空下着狗和猫
should be 倾盆大雨 tho :P
At 2:13 PM,
K.O.J.A. said…
Yah, chim... what made you write that anyway?
At 3:16 PM,
Wei Zhi said…
hmmm... good question... haha... coz i dunno how to answer also :P
sometimes emotions juz do weird stuff on ur 'form' to write ...:P
At 9:21 PM,
jiahling said…
yup i agree... my suicide poem was also d result of my (then unstable) emotions...
up till now i think i haven't written any other poems that can beat that one... =P
At 11:35 PM,
amphibian sp. said…
everytime after reading ur poem i'd crave 4 more lar, hope d next 1 wont b too long a wait... ;) arhh wish i cud view d chinese 1...
At 1:39 PM,
Wei Zhi said…
glad that u liked it :D
aiyor.. go install some chinese software lar.. buy chinese star when u go back :P the chinese one is worth reading!! :P
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