john tiong chunghoo Poems

a real poet
who harbours
a message
takes his glory
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it takes so long
for us to come to
each other
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realmbrations -
every realm vibrates
to its own
i have yet to evolve
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dew drenched lotus
cleanses my heart
rain drops on the rose
refresh my heart
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a blank paper
limitless as space
to fill the knowledge
here and beyond
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missed train
sight of a deceased
he throws the new ring away
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beware you writer
in the white paper
you plot your own
assets and liabilities
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the child talks to it
as the magpie
sings on the roof
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forgive
and you'll
be forgiven
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There is a freshness in the air
That kindles that part of the mind
At the back that rejunvenates our whole body
There is that extra sensory perception of the mind
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