john tiong chunghoo Poems

if god dies
the earth
would lose
its strength
...

the soul trails
everywhere
my eyes see
prisons
...

light grows in darkness
the living creatures
in the darkest of caves
inevitably turn albino
...

I know when i was born
your pain was a tempest
love translated decibels
that shove me into world
...

we say we will
spend some time
for the season
take a walk in
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ears they are drums
god plays in this realm

eyes they are lenses
...

tree have roots
covered but work
magic to its survival -
they soak up graces
...

This crystal has
haunted my mind
sending it into a
realm of evil
...

it is not how
many legs
you have
but how tall
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morning glories by the sidewalk
each bloom oozes with my love
in the mist, full of the beauty of youth
can you hear the stirring of a smitten heart?
...