I'm a sixteen year old girl from Singapore. Started writing when I was around 14, and posting it up on the net when I was fifteen.
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Grace Tan Poems
Don’t cover your face with your long bangs; Try to hide your figure with your hands. Look away when eyes lock into yours Because you feel
Song of my heart
To all those little people who knows not what they do; Listen. For all the Lilliputians
Rhapsody of me
It is not those glassy cold eyes, Reflecting the still moonlight With equal coldness; That scares me.
To my teacher
We were young and carefree, Wild; never listening. Try to conduct us to the right, its unmanageable. Like standing in front of a towering wave,
Why it hurts so
The world is a controversial place, We don’t mean what we say. Does yes really mean yes; Are words just barbaric plays?
I am sad- Don’t ask me for its depth. There’s just a horrible sinking- Swallowing every breath that comes;
If words were enough to express what I feel I would tell you so. Happy,
Chant of the Old Temple
Hurried Greetings, Now, Saying goodbye. Nothing Else
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Don’t cover your face with your long bangs;
Try to hide your figure with your hands.
Look away when eyes lock into yours
Because you feel
They’ll cringe at the sight.
Don’t converse with the floor when you walk;
Avoid all the people that pass.
Slouch down, hunchbacked, in a crowd
Desperately, trying hard
To merge with the ground.
Don’t tell yourself you won’t pass;
Talk in a whisper.
Contract your open hand, fist it,
Clutched tightly with your heart.
Don’t frown at your image on the tainted glassframe;
Look at me- I ...