Henry Tong Poems

I see love as a pot of tea
placed in the floor of bamboo vale.
Its scent floats to the farthest sea,
but humbly stores in nature's tale.
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In darkness we trip, and roads may mislead
to where destined is not forged to reach
I thus go, and the road grows with my feet.
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My reason was tried by my rage.
I devoured ice on dancing flames.
I landed safe on brittle quakes.
I blessed their soul when they thrashed my fame.
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Light is born
out of darkness
witnessed by universe.
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Birds on whitened trees,
warbles muted by the snow
in serenity.
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I Heard the Chime from Faraway-
an Echo in the Wind-
The Ancient Summons to Display-
its faint sublimity.
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My world and I are separated
by a crystal clear mirror-
which duplicates my body and soul
and imprints them in the world.
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There isn't a
N A M E
to fill in the
void of personality.
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Stubbornly
I hand my heart to the chaotic beats:
the sirens will deafen the world
instead of me.
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Thoughts overflowed,
Eyes blurred
stream on the window.
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