I am a sentimental person which I would stay silent and deep-thinkin​g most of the time. I do go pretty talkative and crazy sometimes while I am hving fun with my friends​ so not to make myself sound like an boring ******. I enjoy staying out with my friends and tend to be a good listener. I love any kind of arts and I believe art is such an elegant way to express people's emotion without exploition,a​nd only people who can catch the emotions would be interested in hving a conversation​​ with me. :)

(*I am originally from HK but now in residence in Brisbane Australia)

I love doing some abstract writing and here are some I wrote recently.Hop​e you will like them.

Half-written​ Letter

The long breath of mist, descends on the wrenched note
weeping eyes were gazing, the only sepia picture
The burnt marks on hands, speak out the tale of sorrow
The print of the black in k streams through the roll,
sculpturing the endless well of heartache

Scream of throb could still be heard
Cold of the dead could still be felt
Tearing the shallow breath of the dying soul
A pair of shivering hands, accompanists​ of the trembled heart
The song of life can be composed no more
for the hammering memories lie within

For this half-written​ letter to nobody,
the epilogue of tearful tragedy
shall not be read, shall not be heard
gone down with the falling stars

Nordic Wish

Arising from nowhere, the discarded one
Breathing air of sin, feeding on soil of misery
Forsake the brutal world with blinded orbs
As the enshrinement​ of the dreaming soul

Wishes are shattered and felt away in the roaring sea
Rending scars on the damned keel
Old wounds are still fresh,pain still lies within
Beyond fear of death, passion to live
Sail off the entwining nordic path
Wish for Freya's mythical asylum

Pendant is clutched tightly with fingers
imprinting dearest visage on the icy palm
thousand words were unspoken, shall never be
forlorn curse held within,cast away the world
crave for Odin's relief of suffering


Words to my little angels

Little angels,my forever guardians
Laid upon my shoulders,co​mforting my heart
Keep me from falling,givi​ng me strength
With sweet little words whispered in my ears

The seeking of parents' love has never ended
The warmness of mother's palms, the security of father's arms
Forging the wonderland of eternal peace for the little child
Closing his eyes, sleeping on the bed of boundless cares and love
wishing the time will stay forever,with​ blessed words untold

Roaming in the sea of visages, digging for the faithful hearts
The chosen ones are awaiting, the enshrinement​ of the sleeping sun
Tears shall be shed and blood shall be splashed,
Arms of brotherhood conquered till the dead of the world.

The gate of forbidden eden has been unlocked
Thirst for the depraving apple, cradling man-kind sweetest sin
Sweet lips of Eve, strolling across chest of Adam
Heart is pounding,Fee​l is sole for her
Gift or curse is yet to be known

Little angels,my forever guardians
My trust has never faded,with my body and soul
Bless the beings around me, brighten them
for they deserve more than they should
with the twilight of my withering innocence

Vampire Heart

Brightness of the crystal light shined upon a pair of worn shoulders
The crystal-clea​r eyes beholding ownself in the mirror,
as a broken soul gracefully covered with glamorous veneer
Blaze of the candle was warm, conveying sweetest message,yet has its time to be blown.
The sharp pin of love pierces through the ever-lasting​ heart,
dripping the deepest crimson tears, begetting an ever-lasting​ heartache
Forsaken by the circle of life, forgotten by the cycle of time
Shadow is the sole accompanist of the forlorn soul
The never-ending​ path ahead is cold and dark to walk alone
A blessing of eternal life yet turn into a dreadful curse
Stalking into the mythical chamber of death,
Her scent and warmth are unwilling taking off
The soft breathe of dying bride can still be heard
resonating in the pond of eternal tears of sorrow


Dying Child

Shine of the dawn lay on the resting palms
short-lived warmness is conveyed to the ice-cold heart
The breathless soul is slightly awaken
with wishes for another living chance
Old visages emerge from wistful ocean
with albedo flashing pages and pages of souring scene
The ticking of life echoes in the ear
sometimes slow, sometimes fast yet still persists
till the light of candles blows


(Abstract Writing 1)
The long hair falls on shoulder
Just as comforting touch from the one
The withering heart is unspoken
With frozen romance untold
The weeping of eyes
Drowning memories in the pool of endless tears

Everyone is welcome to talk to me. :)

I particularly​ like scandinavian​ people 'coz I love scandinavian​ countries since i was rly small. It is just like a fantasy world isolated up north with snow. :D

Music, Reading, Movies, Sports (Rugby and soccer), Writing (occasionall​y),Deep-Thin​king, Life Philosophy

Symphonic Power Metal
Opera and Classical

(I am obsessed with Nightwish! :D)

Forest Gump, The Rock, Rush Hours, Ladder 49, Band of Brothers, Saving Private Ryan, Pearl Harbour, American Pie, The Troy, Last Sammurai, Lost in Tokyo, Yamasaki, A Beautiful Mind, Good Luck Chuk, August Rush, Good Luck Chuk, Knocked Up, What happens in Vegas, Infernal Affairs I, II, III, Prestige, Interview with Vampire

Life is a single process with numerous possibility and adventures.

The past and future of our lives are equal in the way.

There are two kind of people in this world. Ones spend their own lives to live;ones live their whole lives.

Things can change people but people can't change things.

The truth is people would rather be fooled instead of knowing the truth as knowing the truth has its price.