Beloved Family & Friends, Thank You

“Beloved family & friends, Thank you.” by Esmond Ng & Ashley Yong 15/07/17 © Copyright

Beloved family & friends, Thank you.
For sincere blessings and ear-to-ear smiles,
Your heartiest laughter and merriment abound.
This day, not due us but you have helped shaped,
Our lives in some way, some part you played.
You believed in us, even partnered our crimes,
When you didn’t, you indulged us still, though, anyway, anyhow.
You sheltered us withal when we were weak,
Now indelible your auspice on we strong.
And for that, we can never thank you enough,
Thank you, our favourite people, our true love found.


My Eyes on You

“My Eyes on You” by Esmond Ng 01/06/10 © Copyright

I recall when the world for us stilled,
Nothing mattered much when I with you.
We talked for ages though we’ve just met,
Of similarities we did not reenact.

When gentle eyes yours set on mine,
My vision blurred from corner both sides.
For what my Heart sought I now see before,
My first True Love, perhaps my only all.

Know I that you will know this too,
That to me there is only one; only you.
Till now I could never like before,
My eyes on anyone set like I did yours.

I could not; never wander from you,
Your baring eyes spoke such cherishing truth.
That if eternity could be any longer to,
I choose my eyes, again will on you.


Forget Me

“Forget Me” by Esmond Ng © copyright 11/12/05

Forget you?
Why should I?
For to me you the most pleasant;
Of all my memories present.

Forget you?
And the reason being?
Not that hopes of rekindled feelings hold,
Just as a dear friend I hope still own.

They say:
“Friends are friends forever.”
Ain’t that the way supposed it be?
Then why I feel ostracized and such enmity?

I still do cry out Heavenly One,
Not for Love to come my way.
But for happiness your way,
And all that you wish for to stay.

I may have mistakes made,
Along this lonely path swayed.
But I am just man to err,
Not an excuse but forgiveness please I pray.

At the end of my days,
I still hope to have this memory engraved.
That maybe sweet thoughts of you,
Can keep my beliefs sane.

Oh no, I haven’t changed.
I still believe, I still do keep;
That someday true Love cometh,
This never smooth road runneth.

Then I ask once again.
“Forget me”, “Why?” I say.
For all this searching while for,
A perfect memory I’ve found that day.


This Place

“This Place” by Esmond Ng © copyright 25/11/05

After all, this was where I first saw you in white angelic.
The place I picked you up from for our first date.
The place I thought I would see the sweetest thing to my eyes each every day.
The place which stayed the one who took my last true love breath away.

At this place I hold much lovely memories but also pain.
That I would hurt someone and disappoint her till this day.
At this place, never the same it will be.
At this place, they soon will tear down; cease to exist.

But at this place, though no longer soon be;
Will stay the same in heart and mind; like you be to me.
For I to you, believe you still say the same;
That you be a holder of past “begone” memories.


I Believe

“I Believe” by Esmond Ng © copyright 19/10/05

I believe in Love, true.
I believe in Valentines, everyday.
I believe in Fairytales and “Happily Ever Afters”.
I believe in finding you, someday.

I believe in “Made in Heaven”.
I believe in “Meant to be”.
I believe in Miracles of Fate.
I believe in someday you and me.

I believe in me giving everything.
I believe in you to me will reciprocate.
I believe in both fully giving and taking.
I believe in this, the Love of my Life does await.

I believe in someone believing the same things.
I believe in under this sky blanket we stay.
I believe in you be thinking of what I say.
I believe in true Love; really, someday.


What is Love?

Was inspired to write this through my friend’s wedding earlier this year. I remember that a big group of us were invited to the dinner. Being the “official” group, we actually made his life very difficult. The emcee, who was also one of us decided to bombard him with a host of obstacles and questions before he can reach the stage to cut the cake.

Of the questions, there was one that struck me particularly. “How much do you love your wife?” After some pondering, he said: “Deeper than the ocean, wider than the sea.” So I asked myself. “If I were asked the very same question, what would my answer be?”

“What is Love?” By Esmond Ng © copyright 16/05/05

On my accustom’d bed laid I, grimly darks’t only moonshine through curtain slits;
My mind wonders’t, ponders and travels far within.
Of the meagre light shone, cast dainty a shadow on my wall facing.
Could this be my shadow? The shadow which of me speaks.

Thus called I out to him. “What be Love? My dear man, please forward me.”
“What be Love to you do you deem?”

“Is all talk about oceans deep and mountains steep that true Love sits?”
“Or rather the eye of Love’s first sight; a feeling from within?”
“Maybe, even a warm fuzzy heat that burns like fire uncontroll’d?”
“At the very least, it must be some form of comfort, familiarity and ease?”

Then my shadow spoke: “What be it really to you, Love?”
“The most important person and thing to you think of.”

As I laid, close my eyes and a tear roll’d it’s way out.
For at that tear’d instance knew I, what I’d say if asked.
“How much you, do Love me?”
My answer be: “More than myself deep.”


Some Kind of Love

The following were also in my friendster at one point. Found them really nice. Or rather, very heart-felt by me. Thought perhaps you’d like them too?

Love is that condition in which
The happiness of another person
Is essential to your own.
~ by Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land ~

Love, you know, seeks to make happy rather than to be happy.
~ by Ralph Connor ~

I’d like to run away
From you,
But if you didn’t come
And find me …
I would die.
~ by Shirley Bassey ~

I have loved to the point of madness;
That which is called madness,
That which to me,
Is the only sensible way to love.
~ by F. Sagan ~

If I go away
What would still remain of me?
The ghost within your eyes?
The whisper in your sighs?
You see…Believe
And I’m always there.
~ by Jon Oliva ~

I sought for Love
But Love ran away from me.
I sought my Soul
But my Soul I couldn’t see.
Then I sought You,
And I found all three.
~ by Unknown Author ~

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.
~ by Maulana Jalalu’ddin Rumi ~

To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.
~ by Karen Sunde ~

You may only be one person to the world
But you may also be the world to one person.
~ by Anonymous ~

True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist,
Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.
~ by Anonymous ~

To love a person is to learn the song
That is in their heart,
And to sing it to them
When they have forgotten.
~ by Anonymous ~

The only things in life you regret,
Are the risks that you didn’t take.
~ by Anonymous ~

True love doesn’t have a happy ending:
True love doesn’t have an ending.
~ by Anonymous ~

You don’t love a woman because she’s beautiful,
She is beautiful because you love her.
~ by Anonymous ~

Love is not a matter of counting the years…
But making the years count.
~ by Michelle St. Amand ~

Just because someone doesn’t love you
in the way you want them to,
doesn’t mean that they don’t love you
with all they’ve got.
~ by Author unknown ~


As You Like It (II)

From my favourite poet again.

“We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.”
–From As You Like It (II, iv, 53-56)

“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.”
–From As You Like It (II, vii, 139-143)


El Amor De Mi Vida

“El Amor De Mi Vida – Esmond Ng 08/03/04” © copyright

I wish I wake up every day embracing my sweet caress, cuddling in her lucious locks and skin so fresh. Opening my eyes I long to see, what in your eyes you mean to me. How fine each morning would be then when you next to me.

I would be the happiest man, to see you grow, mature and old along me. Cook your breakfast make you coffee or maybe tea. Spend now, tomorrow and forever in harmony. Oh how wonderful life would be!

You would be my jewel, gem and apple eye. My love, goddess, nymph, so divine. In your warm embrace I race to find, so hopefully, thankfully God bid me to be your valentine.

You to me be everything, I to you be the world you’ll find. Never a story, a fairytale so perfect in rhyme. Should thou ever think, hesitate or contemplate if I be your true love find, run to me and we’ll see, we’ll decide.

We in synch, ever synchronised, be the envy of those who vie. Together we could be, in love ever truthfully; the romeo, the juliet of this century. Only you can make me cry and make me laugh at the very same time.

We would be most heart-felt by those who past; to have lived, not regretted to have walked this path. Be it sickness, strive or strain, we cross hearts and together bear this pain. Only you could ever make me complete and tear my existence should you please. So please, if it be me, treat me ever, ever so gently.