Emily Liang Poems

Pitter patter,
Don’t look out of the window, child
The world has gone wild.
For that isn’t the sound of rain.
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When the Snow Queen decides to turn her wrist
To take a peek at her watch
She exclaims 'It's time', and gently release
The light mist, cascading a slow and chilly freeze
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United we stand
Hand in hand
On concrete new found land.
In friendship we will be
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Heading home is like
Plunging into a pool of memories
The old photos, the dusty bike,
Makes one smile, unwittingly
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The piercing, glimmering
Drop of lust, gingerly dangling,
From the corner of smoky eyes,
It paints the snow-hued sclera nitty-gritty green,
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The rotten eggs thrown in my show
The boos and the spits land on my face
To see my hard work, my spirit and soul
To be spat upon, is a nasty taste.
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Candy,
The velvet sweetness,
Of sugarcane fibre that's full of richness.
Be wary though,
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It's tough to explain this situation
To all those that are around with me
It's like a blockade, an inhibition
I want to say hi, but I can't set the words free
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Do you define it as courage?
Or is it a kind of outrage
Sparking off the blood-hued flares
Igniting all particles of wrath present in the air
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The second that I was born,
It's already set, and I was sworn
In, as the goody-two-shoes
For the rest of this lifetime,
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