Treasure Island

john tiong chunghoo

(Jan 21,1960 / NEW YORK)

News Week Cover Story Haiku-Princess Diana Haiku (June 18,2007)


princess diana's smile
a fragment of royal blues
rips through the page

princess diana's smile
a fragment of royal discord
rips through the page

princess diana
a smile rips the sanctum
of royal pretensions

princess diana
a smile rips through
a physique of broken dreams

princess diana
a smile rips through
a tunnel of broken dreams

princess diana
a smile that hides fragments
of broken dreams

princess diana
let her rest the way
she smiles

stop the gossips

Submitted: Monday, June 18, 2007
Edited: Sunday, March 13, 2011

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