Poetry
Poetry has long been a space for me to reflect, connect, and play with expression. I recently published a debut poetry collection: A Dot in the Dark.
Below are a few selected pieces. I will upload more soon.
Silhouette Portrait (2015)
Posing a permanent enigma, you stand still ever With a smile and a sneer and a million shades of marvel Crafted with panache, a portrait by the master Of course, it’s you, Madam Lisa! Countless eyes gazing you away Painting their hearts with your majestic life On the canvas of a remarkably queer bargain ‘You gave life or it, you?’ Here I lay, on a bed of nails and roses Reflecting over, reigning over the trauma When I paid a penny, for my own thought A colourless colourful rendition of the same An inharmonious piece of work, seemingly, now would it? Perhaps no, we would say A silhouette portrait of you, the polished trait of myself Truth be told, my life indeed. A harsh depiction of reality. A pitch of dark wandering all over, seeking its companions, all in vain Broke into a line of thought, I did ‘Face the brightness, hence the shade’ Scaling the icy mountains, the winding paths and the distant bridge I stand, against the Sun, with a beautiful view of them thence A portrait it paints itself, a silhouette of myself Whilst the majesty of hers stands stall, with both the shades I wouldn’t run myself into a pool of worries For, Ma’am Lisa, just another way, it is To portray, the parallel elegance, a masterpiece in itself The sterling silhouette portrait
Bridge to Everywhereland (2022)
Curvy and swirvy Marbled in white In its thunderous might Slowly and slowly The Bridge to Everywhereland It climbs, and it climbs A solemn hand Unwanting to succumb Palatial, infinite spatial Breaks and cracks adorned As jewels, traipsing Along the coast, no railing A thousand souls trudged the path A million souls engulfed in wrath Upon this long and winding journey They who commandeer, conquer thus The Everywhereland Everyone's place Dreams are met Unless unkempt The Bridge to Everywhereland A solemn hand To everyone's place A future in grace
My little sister (2023)
You know that I've always hated you When you were in mum's tummy When you were born like a bunny Tiny little creature, so funny You know that I've always annoyed you When you were deep in your own thoughts When you played with your likes, reels, shorts Don't you still connect the dots? But did you know That I've always loved you? That hate's my foolish way of staying true? My little sister, you are so far away I have our memories for company Distances become so tiny Seemingly Though I can't see your annoyed face In a naughtily childish haze I'll always hate you Like how you hate me too
Chicken fried rice (2024)
Let's start with my eyes I see the white of the rice and the brown of the chicken The green of the peas and the yellow of the yolk It's love at first sight My eyes extend an arm As if to kiss with vision Now comes the nose The pepper of it all And the soy Oh, boy! "Shall I sniff you for eternity?" My tastebuds are screaming, "GET HER TO ME AT ONCE, SILLY HANDS" The food and my tongue Are engaged in a loud (consensual) sex That my mouth has put up a 'DND' sign Oh, chicken fried rice, I can never get enough of you.