'Jealousy' Poem by chew cheng yew

The beauteous tiara of is-

seen no more seeing that-

clouds of rupture is gathering-

in the enamoring sky.



Thunder of malice is heard once-

again by the creatures of benevolence-

and infatuating lands verge on the point-

of rampage as the catalyst is about to-

be seen by naked eyes.



The monster with green eyes will soon-

be summoned to the earth in the act of-

affection of my life incites the wild fire that-

has been loaded within his heart for a millennium.



'Envious Fire may burn graciousness into ashes

sometimes.'