Biography of Leslie Ching
I have a terrible habit of writing far more than necessary, so I'll try to keep this as short as possible. For now, all you need to know about me can be seen through my poetry, however badly I write. And if you don't mind suffering through more than 50 poems (and more coming) , then I think you'll get to know me in due time.: P
To finish this off, here is one of my favourite poems...hope you enjoy :)
Laugh your heart out
Dance in the rain
Live in the moment
Ignore the pain
Live, laugh, love
Forgive and forget
Life's too short
To live with regrets
Leslie Ching Poems
In the depths of silence Pits of despair Holes of doubt Infinite nothing
I savour the word Those delicious vowels and syllables Hard consonants and crisp suffix; I let them roll on my tongue
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We never thought It would happen so soon So suddenly That things would end
By The Sea
As we drive into the parking lot and pull into a spot, The seashore park receives us with open arms and a friendly welcoming gesture, While fresh salty scent of the ocean playfully slips into the car through the open windows And sprinkles its blessing on our heads, leaving a vague feeling of longing and contentedness in the backseat;
As Long As
I'll keep writing... As long as there are Sights to see Sounds to hear
Everything's Fine, Except...
Conversation With a Neighbour: Hi, Mr. Myers. I'm doing great, thanks. What about you? Oh, that's good to know.
Stop being so opaque! Oh why, why can't you see That I won't ever hurt you Just let your inner self be free-
My courage, like the larks, has taken flight; May God save me from this dreadful plight- I had rose to the sky on angel's wings,
If a rogue paintbrush clattered to the floor and happened to catch my eye, I would lure it to my fingers with a palette smothered with rich, vivid paints Luxurious hues and shades it would love And rested in my light but commanding grip, I would let it unlock for me
Ashes To Ashes
Will you remember me After I’m gone? [[ a s h e s to a s h e s,
In a bitter chiselling winter gust, Dusty flecks of snow whirl about in the air around me, Enveloping my figure in a spiral of white, While I wait impatiently for my bus to appear on the horizon.
'To Do' List Of A Klutz, A.K.A Yours Tru...
Goals to attain: Today I shall: -lose my pencil -lose my homework
Lily Of Sacrifice
I sit by the creek side
Watching the water sweep by
When a delicate pearly lily
Drifts into my cupped hands.
I pick it up and one soft petal falls to the ground.
Why is it
That everything I touch
Why is it