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Mourning of a decadeIt should be a decadeMourning of a decade
of celebration, instead sadness awashed me with the slowly burning out of the last vestiges of our friendship.
It was you, affable, compassionate as Esther,
we were bound by
ties of piety to our parents,
a providence of shelter, in my difficult moments
your warm laughter an imprint left in memories so deep as far as my memories hold dearly.
Like a photograph of lucid colours that will fade with time, I thought of your presence a permanent fixture he
by ~ybing
The string puppet loverHead bowed down, a reverence held in the presence of this cherished relationship. Your love shone ever brightly,The string puppet lover
on my knelt form a comforting warmth. You never told me
that my future will not be a bliss. A step into the holy book of knowledge a realm of unknowns I drown in. Yet unfulfilled yearnings and hope undelivered in a church of promises. I bask in our intimate relationship, with rich offerings presented on an altar. Ever hopeful in spurts of blinding euphoria held by warriors fresh from their battlefield.
A lover who never felt so loved
witho
by ~ybing
CutsI A prick. Blood is drawm dribbling hypnotised, a curious fascination turned into seemingly wanton desires. Control seeked in remedies that appeared harmless. For self-protection is the survival of the fittest. Factually true, but scars of cuts are only but permanent evidence of one's conviction to outlive the rest.Cuts
II There are many different types of
cuts. Some minute, invisible
to the flawless skin. Some major, retold over and over again like a grandfather's story, in vivid pictures, to captive audiences. Unknown to them, profuse
by ~ybing
the dogmatic pedagogueAn actor- strutting on lacquered stage, unpolished lines in covered secret. A model- looked upon like a sage, a gossip splinters its noble portrait.the dogmatic pedagogue
A director- manager multiply many folds single pristine page crumpled a mere mortal.
A pedagogue- of umpteen forgotten souls tangled heliconia-bodies the faculty freely unfurl.
by ~ybing
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- Current Residence: SE Asia
- Interests: nature, animals, landscape, urbanscape, places, travelling, books, movies
- Favourite movie: The Hours, Koyannisqatsi
- Favourite genre of music: jazz, gospel, rock, pop
- Favourite poet or writer: Alfian Sa'at. Carol Ann Duffy
- Personal Quote: There is no turning back in life.
- Email: yunbing.tham@gmail.com
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