Covered with red hairs A delightful temptation Not what you may think

Strolling on the beach Just me and the gentle waves The wind softly sighs

On the rocks she stands Looking desperately sad Plonk! She disappears.

A morning beach walk Cool breeze blowing on my face The pleasure is mine

The pair of hornbills Striking their own reflections In the car’s windscreen

A total blackout On such a sultry hot night Moon the only light

Watching butterflies Fluttering from plant to plant I wish I can fly

Our life is transient Savour each day with relish Every day a gift

Thou shall not kill but I have killed so many times Those damn mosquitoes

Love thy family That mosquito is his kin It carries his blood