john tiong chunghoo Poems

harvest moon -
the field flying
with broken stalks
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New Year's Day
the same old feeling
of new year returns
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where does a poet
go after he dies?
the gap of your thoughts
between the words
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this shirt and me
are both wearing time
one day we all wear out
time carts us all away
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time is a seed
that is blooming
into the universe
that is blooming
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my friend prayed five times a day
but did not really love his work
day in and day out he tried to avoid
what he was supposed to do
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the heaven of some religions is grey
it is forboding and spells misfortune
some religions do not work because
the virtue of forgiveness is left out
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does he have magic in him?
does he wear an african charm?
an african amulet from Kenya?
the first black elected to be
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