Requiem for the un-loved

Your flowing limbs,
drape around you like twines on a tree,

Your feet evidence of a long-standing hardship,
Your heart so pure it puts me to sleep peacefully,
Your eyes filled with wonder and quiet intelligence,

Your smile curl your lips coyily,
touching my inner beauty,

Believe me when I say you're the one for me.

(dear friends, don't ever try to love if you're not prepared to be burned by it too)

S.H.E (Singapore's Homeland Enmity)

She was termed a hybrid,
Governed by the Sultan,
Rescued by the Caucasian,
Raped by the Japanese,
Her children restored her strength,
Hard they worked changing their motherland,
A system they grew comfortable in,

Her grandchildren were born exhausted,
The standards set up high,
Were stealing their youth,
They stood up demanding change,
Change in the very same crib their parents slept in,

Towards a better tomorrow they wail,
Frustration birthed despair,
Despair led to hate,
Far away the youths flew,
Vowing never to come back again to the stubborn parental brood,
But deep within their hearts,
The warm nestle of home they yearn,
Knowing there’s no place like it,
A truce her grandchildren seek,
With the generations of yester-year,
But pride has its own agenda,
A family remains broken apart.

For Nguyen

This God who made this body
Now calls back what it once owns

This mind would not stop thinking
How short time is given

This heart knows no pleasure
Except for the ones he shall be leaving

This world would not stop mourning
For those whose lives became their home