Alvin A. Sun
Alvin A. Sun Poems
|1.||Drop It In A Wishing Well||3/6/2005|
|3.||Something Has Happened||3/10/2005|
|5.||A Picture Torn||2/19/2005|
|6.||Big Headed You||3/6/2005|
|7.||Not My Mood||3/24/2005|
|8.||An Each Helping||11/20/2004|
|10.||Filled With You||4/15/2005|
|11.||A Line Unknown||4/26/2005|
|12.||Cannot Get In||4/27/2005|
|13.||L Am Me||12/29/2004|
|17.||The Burning Gray Mass||1/22/2005|
|20.||Walk With A Hand||12/14/2004|
|22.||You Are Priceless||10/31/2004|
|23.||Who Is She...?||4/6/2005|
Comments about Alvin A. Sun
Who Is She...?
Who is she to think
that she can get away with this,
it's not like a blink.
Who is she to be
special without me,
for l am the one who holds the gold.
Who is she to tell me
what to do,
and how to do it.
l think she is just trying to control
who l am,
but she will not get the best of
who l am.
l do think much of her
but she needs,
l am not her,
just a me
Full of spine you are.
They feel like damn,
needles in my behind.
Corruptive and not appropriate
is your congitive underline,
I only tolerate you,
as an attempt
to credit myself.