john tiong chunghoo Poems

the bird they cage
to study its songs
becomes the cage
that strangles the bird
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grenada escapade
its trails take my legs
and its cove my soul
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tAJ Mahal
chilly as the marble walls
the love it enshrines
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faith is Nile's flood
setting ground for grace
faith - it flies in and out
a mother bird divides feed
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a return
the town without you
has lost its soul - my soul -
the whole spectre
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A city of many many millions
A throbbing city with
A thousand dreams
And a painful past
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illed pet dog
this morning we spent
an hour to find it
hiding its demise
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free will? the god gives me
all these senses
to get to know his world
only letting me see
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they sleep
in so many
different ways
each direction
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New York State
every winter brings out
the skier in him
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