CY@CY Says Welcome to my dreamscape. Where a Lim is also a Ling.

A baby’s giggles Most precious and beautiful They make me laugh too.

I was cool at first Then I fall in love with you Oh my dear haiku

Hot sunny morning Trees seem to be rejoicing I sweat profusely

Fall photography Golden leaves lying on grass Beautiful settings

While washing her car The woman gyrates and sings Rose Royce’s Car Wash song

The lipstick on the cup Might have ended their marriage The cup dropped and broke

Musang King durians Smell like hell taste like heaven Sinful indulgence

Standing in the lake The man casts his jala net Dinner is at stake

Oh flower garden Where have all the flowers gone Not Bob Dylan song

Night of howling winds Dead leaves scurry everywhere He yearns to be home.