Showing posts with label sentosa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sentosa. Show all posts

Tuesday, 4 August 2009

Pragmatism

"What happens to me when you must go?"
means I'm not worth taking a risk for
or is it a way for you to show
that you care for yourself above all?

Who am I kidding? I do well know
how practicality outweighs all
feelings and regard that fall below
the love I sadly still can't forego.
 slow sign among trees

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Drought

This downtrodden heart has
drowned my emotions in
a sea of unshed tears.

Eyes like a desert sky
burning but now too dry
to form rain clouds and cry.

Cracked and untilled, this soil
yields neither crop nor oil
barren, a waste of toil.
 Sentosa, Singapore