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Here’s a twisted love poem that just came to my mind, just for the fun of it Losers are red Violence is blue Revenge maybe sweet But the winner is dead.

Hola! My dear Dora. How I wish we were at Bora Bora, Sitting on the lazy sofa Slurping soba, Sipping ice cool cola. After that, we could do a little cha-cha Or would you prefer rumba? How about Russia? Or the Arctic tundra? Costa Rica? Cuba? Burma? Err…wait a minute…I think I’m out of moolah…

Night my little lambikin. Yearning from within. Loneliness slowly creeping… Into my heart, notwithstanding. Ricocheting Amongst bottles of gin Missing your grin Not quite an ambigram visually, perhaps make more sense if read from the bottom-up?

Is it time to cross yet? Or should I wait a little longer? It’s never a good time, I bet. It’s easier to just linger. As I watch myself fades To a ghastly shadow My former spirit dissipates Into an eerie glow. Though the other side seems far-flung It is actually just an earshot The [...]

I took my first nibble, My worry instantly displaced By this sunny yellow noodle In bright red tomato paste.

Soft droning voice from the library centralized air-conditioning unit sounded like a lullaby that was so familiar once upon a time. It was especially hard trying to keep awake as I just had my lunch. I was reading a book titled “Essential Pleasures” which is essentially a collection of poems compiled by Robert Pinsky. In [...]

This was a poem I wrote not long after the first one, also around Mar 2001. I was walking home and it started to drizzle. I slowed down my pace and enjoyed the rain. Luckily, I did not catch a cold. Watching the gentle tears, Falling from the heavens above. Landing on my eyes and [...]

I wrote this back in Mar 2001. This would always be special to me because it was my first poem, and was dedicated to a girl I had a crush on. I also like this poem because the first letter of each line forms a hidden message. Passing by, On a Sunday afternoon. Ethereal clouds [...]