Living on the sunny island of Singapore, I am inspired to write on whatever that inspires me. From love to life, i love putting everything into lines of interesting poems or prose.
My hands all wet,
My head in blur.
As I awoke
From this drowsy slur.... more »
With it's lustrous laminated feather,
with it's mighty silver- black wings,
With it's weathered and chipped beak,
The crow perched high in his throne of twigs.... more »
The city skies were filled with stars,
all gone by the lights of our man made scars.
Each hanging precariously on stores and signs,
We never look back what we've left behind.... more »