[mah-mee-lah-pin-yah-tah-pie] 1. a look shared by two people who both wish to initiate something but who are both reluctant to suggest or offer themselves; 2. considered one of the most difficult words to translate succinctly; 3. I am head over heels in love with this word.
If I am what I eat,
then today I am
orange chocolate
with chestnuts.
I am a strawberry
and mango smoothie
with a pinch
of condensed milk
and a tad of sugar.
I am two bottles of water.
I am beef with
curry potatoes
and boiled eggplant.
I am today’s vegetable.
I am rice.
I am a chicken wrap
and a Chinese hamburger
with too much ketchup.
I am tea.
I am bread
and a fried egg
and a slice of spam.
I am jiaozi
with vinegar
and peanut sauce.
Don’t tell me
There are more fish
In the sea
When all I want is you
When you
Are all
I want
The sea does not pertain
To me and you
Unless you want me to
Drown looking
For you
Because I will.
I will drown in you
If I haven’t already
Finding you
In a sea
Of others
Of other fish
Is my destiny
If you walk out of
That door
I will drown
It’s hard to believe
That I am a process
of writing
A current of
running
water
towards an electric
power plant during
A great earthquake
The earth shatters
It shatters beneath
your feet and you
Fall you fall
within
And you are
safe in a river
of electrifying
waters that
carry your waves
Your waves
crashing against the shore
crashing and disappearing
resting and crashing
and resting
on shores of electrifying
Waters
You rest
Written by “PennyPenny” on ShanghaiExpat (See below). Poetized by me.
Hey! Guys!
I am looking
for some real
good
friendship.
Yes, some friends
to hang out with,
to go to clubs with,
to go to movies
together.
Idearly [sic] female.
(No lesbian here).
Something about me!
I am 30,
Shanghainese,
single,
nice,
funny
(a little bit
chubby,hehe…
Adele’s sister
type of girl).
My English is
not so good,
but I will try.
I can help
with your
Chinese.
feel [sic] free
to contact me
via **********@qq.com
P****
*This is Poem 3 of my 10-poem series of poems (I like saying the word “poem”) made from forum posts I found on the “Dating, singles, and relationships” on ShanghaiExpat. I decided to immortalize these words by poetizing them. The words of the poems are presented exactly as the forum posts read. Nothing was added or removed (except for line breaks, sometimes [sic] notations for wrong grammar or spelling, and asterisks for identifiable information).
Written by “Sebastico” on ShanghaiExpat (See below). Poetized by me.
Hey…
I need some help,
Tuesday night,
August 14th,
around 9:45pm
I have seen
an amazingly
beautiful girl
in the taxi queue
in front of
the entrance
to the Grand Hyatt Hotel
in Jin Mao Tower.
She,
European looking,
blond short hair
(looked dyed)
around 1.70m
tall and white
braces and
wearing a
black/white dress
was queuing behind me.
From a quick chat
I do know that
she lives in Pudong,
somehow not far
from the Jin Mao Tower,
I guess…
If you know her
or have any
information,
just pass it on…
Ah, and all
you funny once [sic],
please spare me
with any
unnecessary
comments…
I so need
to see her
again…!!!
S
*This is Poem 1 of my 10-poem series of poems (I like saying the word “poem”) made from forum posts I found on the “Dating, singles, and relationships” on ShanghaiExpat. I decided to immortalize these words by poetizing them. The words of the poems are presented exactly as the forum posts read. Nothing was added or removed (except for line breaks and sometimes [sic] notations for wrong grammar or spelling).
Written by “serena_loves_pasta” on ShanghaiExpat (See below). Poetized by me.
I
bought a tight
pink cheetah print
one-piece dress
in a store yesterday,
and I just
wore them [sic]
after buying it
instead of
putting in [sic]
my shopping
bag.
And seconds later,
I got chatted up
by a guy.
Well, on my way.. [sic]
all the guys
just gazed at me
and made eyes
at me.
So why are
one-piece
dresses
so attractive
to guys?
It’s much
hotter
than miniskirts?
*This is Poem 2 of my 10-poem series of poems (I like saying the word “poem”) made from forum posts I found on the “Dating, singles, and relationships” on ShanghaiExpat. I decided to immortalize these words by poetizing them. The words of the poems are presented exactly as the forum posts read. Nothing was added or removed (except for line breaks and sometimes [sic] notations for wrong grammar or spelling).
from where you stand
I wear an armor
of steel I am
protected and
protecting a paragon
of man confident valiant
content sufficient
and superficial
there is a vacuum
under my breastplate —
an empty space
of nothing pain
a dark universe expanding
every time you crank
chewing and ripping
swallowing in gulps
more of my chest
imploding —
from inside pushing a
clenched fist
against my throat
so I cannot swallow until
I cannot ignore
anymore and I have
to let go in a wild burst
that brings me down
fast and certain
this armor is too heavy
it’s too much to carry
rip it off of me
cut it off of me
and stand back
— give me space
air I can’t breathe
around you
because I’m brimming with
gut and emotion
with tears and blood
and expectations
all I need is an
unexpected shake —
a touch I don’t
anticipate
a word for which
I didn’t prepare
and it’ll gush
out of me an avalanche
of unfulfilled desires
feelings unrequited
you are hard to let go
it’s hard to swallow
when I think of you
how can I be nothing
to someone who is
my everything
and still when you
smile now here
there and then
I remember why I
fell in love
and it’s enough
to raise my head
and gasp full gulps of you
for a few moments
to fill my lungs
within my chest
within my breastplate
with air I can
breathe and
stand up
hold my self up in armor
valiant confident
sufficient and content
Let’s say that,
hypothetically,
you could
love me
tonight.
Tomorrow,
I could die
happy.
“Did you
write it
for me?”
She asks.
Yes, but
I’d never
admit it.