It was then in 1819 Sir Thomas Stamford comes to town, this diamond-shaped oases in Southeast Asia of all places. The crown in a 60 islet chain 85 miles north of the equator, the pride of the East India company once apart of Malaysia. Sovereignty! it’s 1824 when the British Empire got Singapore, the BritishContinueContinue reading “LET US EXPLORE SINGAPORE”
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The Rich And Poor The Past And Present
Thou be cast out upon these tainted waters, vile deeds entangling souls before the altar. Spitefully you will reap thy dreaded judgment, your acts of indolence from feudal indulgence. Then how such wretched men shall they dwell thy wicked hearts lingering in the depths of hell. Because of unbroken bread among the brethren our warringContinueContinue reading “The Rich And Poor The Past And Present”
THE DISENCHANTED
Those whispering echo’s swept along by cold frantic breezes the wickedness of hearts when a tormented cry can please us. The doubts! thy thoughts sink within dark waters of contempt the twisted faces in the crowd hiding the pain with a pretense. Once I saw the sun kissing the flow in the glow of theContinueContinue reading “THE DISENCHANTED”
CRY
Fierce! dense clouds muffling a un stable mind I see rejected reflections I see distortion of time Silent foot steps endangered species at sea oh burning darkness beseeching in me, hear! my cry Remembering youthful hearts in romantic scenes imprudent thoughts at the center of wicked themes In casting down your meddling, manipulative pride IContinueContinue reading “CRY”
EMPTY WOMB
My darkest day dreadful those rays of sunlight I stumble despair! defeated by evil it’s not right Oh burning pride eats at this exhausted heart the wickedness of death! before life could start Why must I read those tears in my wife’s eyes then mixing wisdom with doubt while she cries Her desperate thoughts inContinueContinue reading “EMPTY WOMB”
The Cup Of Life
What do you see when looking into your cup of life unknown tomorrows mixed with yesterdays fights The content of your cup, unseen levels of contentment my unknown future actions, the pending resentments Those foul waters eroding the shores in your well-being the lies found within my own heart I just didn’t see them NakedContinueContinue reading “The Cup Of Life”
HAIKU POEM (#7)
Tentacles of sin Weed roots digging in The strangulation begins
The Tear that I Cry!
A broken heart! is that not the why in the tear that I cry I’m lost for words but still I try, this sorrow! when we die No! see not in my eyes the festering lies buzzing like flies Repenting souls who are bold truth! carries a heavy load Hate! be the molten tar thatContinueContinue reading “The Tear that I Cry!”
She’s A Black Widow
In this dark illusion it fulfills this tribal fear your cast iron cruelties it’s sever it’s caviler. Your charisma should have been my warning my musing nemesis is relentless but charming. Fragmented folklore the tales that are figments my clairvoyance is resistant! lacking persistence. That sheer grown clinging to your naked body imagery so profoundContinueContinue reading “She’s A Black Widow”
The Holocaust of man
The evil in this story one mad man’s reach for glory, with nationalism’s enthusiastic furor the Nazis would make the whole planet shiver. The seeds were sown during Versailles Treaty, another war started by the wicked and greedy. Like vile vultures regurgitating rotten meat, that war spat out a murderer now feasting on the weak.ContinueContinue reading “The Holocaust of man”
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