Poem: Stolen Beauty

She formed dreams and spiked fantasies

The perfect picture of elegance. 

Her beauty was stolen from angels, 

And the demons wanted to steal it. 

Her blood was warm, the blade cold, 

She lost the battle 

With demons in her head, 

Dark burdens within spotless facade. 

Her long lashes were wet, her lips dry, 

Lips that would never kiss again. 

She lost the battle 

And her soul escaped her lifeless shield. 

Goodbye, beautiful one, 

And her painful silent screams. 

Were there ever clues in those eyes, 

Eyes that melted hearts too cold?

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[Poem] Daydream's Arrears

I love the daze 

After too many glasses; 

Masking the days, 

As they zap pass. 

Lately the nights 

And days merge into one; 

I set my sights 

On the bottle of wine. 

Wondering, 

But answers elude me; 

Wandering, 

Corners of nowhere. 

The charmed life, 

The smoke and mirrors; 

Melting into accursed base, 

My daydream's arrears.

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[Poem] Glaze me with Your Kiss

Teach me, teach me now, 

How 

To reject the thoughts of you, 

Piercing my core, 

With every word I sing, 

Tonight. 

Graze me, graze me not 

With your eyes; 

But lightly glaze 

Me with your kiss; 

Would it feel like velvet, 

Or shall it burn? 

This haunt, 

So beautiful, it taunts; 

I am torn, 

Was sure you were gone, 

From my soul, 

But I was wrong.

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[Poem] As I Breathe My Last

Tired, 

Running but couldnt feel my legs. 

Energy sapped, 

The colors 

Swirling around my head, 

Are such strange hues, 

Like spilled paint by the galaxy, 

I am dizzy. 

It hurt, 

Where I didn't bleed; 

Gasping for air cut 

My tongue hard. 

I am waiting 

For numbness to set in; 

For the blood to turn cold, 

Before I grow old.

I hear voices, 

Perhaps languages, 

From places so far, 

Yet they're whispers so near. 

The rainbow is trapped 

In a dark twilight; 

I cannot rescue it, 

Breathe my last

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[Poem] Unfinished Stories

Unfinished stories, 

Are pages 

Torn straight 

From the heart, 

Etched in the mind, 

With eyes closed. 

These tales, 

Shall traverse 

The sands of time, 

Seas of memories, 

Unravelled mysteries, 

Nights of silent cries. 

You spoke, 

Of finished stories, 

Like lyrics to a song, 

Un-sung,

My eyes follow 

Straight to your soul.

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Review on Evita (Musical) @ Marina Bay Sands

10 Bayfront Avenue, #B1/F, The Shoppes @ Marina Bay Sands  Singapore 018956

Tel: 6688 8826

Website: http://www.marinabaysands.com/entertainment/shows/evita.html

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/events/104137663737373/

Period:  23 February 2018 - 18 March 2018

Duration: 140 minutes (including 20 minutes'  intermission)

Ticket Prices: SGD$55 / SGD$75 / SGD$95 / SGD$125 / SGD$155 / SGD$185

Those who are familiar with Madonna's famous songs "Don't Cry For Me Argentina" and "You Must Love Me" from the movie "Evita" would be excited when the musical was coming to Singapore.

Photo Source: http://www.marinabaysands.com/entertainment/shows/evita.html

Well, I was. When I heard news of this original Broadway and West End production with music by Andrew Lloyd Webber and lyrics by Tim Rice, I booked my ticket immediately.

To share a little on Evita's synosis, it outlines the life story of Eva Peron, 2nd wife of Argentina President Peron. Her rise from poverty to fame, her involvement in political matters and the charity work contributions. There were oppositions and speculations.

Sadly, she died at age 33 from cancer. Overall, I found that the performance was an exciting plethora of touching funeral scenes, militia acts and sizzling romance, coupled with beautiful songs. However I did not feel the same connection or immersion into the scenes as I did for previous plays watched.

[Poem] Wishing You Were Here

Falling Autumn leaves, 

Mark the passing of years; 

And they used to say, 

That time heals all wounds. 

I think of the saddened 

Look in your dark eyes and 

I remember how I ignored 

Them; oh how that pierced. 

I think of the places 

You yearned to go with us; 

Now we could only imagine 

Your happy expressions. 

Grasping the air, 

Wishing you were still here; 

Wishing we knew where 

And when you would leave.

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[Poem] Forgive Me

Forgive me, 

I never meant to 

Take the game, 

Two 

Steps ahead; 

Take the lead, 

Sharpen the knife, 

For your use. 

Forgive me, 

I never meant to 

Dance 

Tonight, dance to 

Music of the cold 

Wind, 

Underneath starlit 

Skies so silent. 

Forgive me, 

I never meant to 

Fall, 

Right into 

Your lure, 

At all. 

Lipstick stains, 

Wine glass pieces. 

Forgive me, 

I never meant to 

Dream 

A dream to sizzle; 

Throbbing flesh, 

Bare, 

Moans in hush, 

You came.

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[Poem] Felicitations

Oh look, felicitations, 

Your dark eyes 

Boring into mine, 

Your gloved hand on mine; 

We have always been formal, 

After today you will be former. 

The moon is my witness, 

You were always my weakness; 

In the knee-buckling way, 

My nightly fantasy. 

You were my reflection, 

On evenings more drunken. 

Fate lays its cruel plots, 

But we never followed our hearts. 

By playing right into its hands, 

We have fallen onto two lands; 

I keep you in my thoughts, 

Sending you heartfelt wishes.

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[Poem] Remember Us

Can I purport to understand you, to understand the core beyond the fanciful coat you don? Beyond the dark eyes calm as seas, digging right into where your heart pulsates.

A piece of my own heart must have been left with you, as I become more and more heartless.

Each page I turn, to move on from you and your memories, I am reminded of you once again. Like the silhouette I can never hide from. But do you realize that shadows only appear where there is light?

Maybe I should stay in the darkness then. Because each time I see you, it aches. I just want to reach out and touch you, to comfort you, to care for you and tuck you in my love.

Love warm as the tears falling now, rolling into the warm waves of seas. Yes, I desire to shower upon you my tender loving care.

But you are probably whispering into another's ears now, without a single sliver of thought about me. Do you still remember us?

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Review on "Flying Through Time" performance @ Resorts World Theatre

8 Sentosa Gateway, Sentosa Island, Singapore 098269

Tel: 6577 8899

Website: https://www.rwsentosa.com/en/shows-and-events/flying-through-time

Period:  9 December 2017 - 21 January 2018

Duration: Approximately 75 minutes with no intermissions

Ticket Prices: SGD$118 / SGD$98.00 / SGD$78.00 / SGD$48.00 / SGD$38.00

It was our first visit to Resorts World Theatre, and we must say that the service was impeccable. The 1,599-seat theatre was done in plush red, designed by Michael Graves, with a huge stage and sub-stage suitable for musicals, concerts and live performances etc.

We were honoured to be sponsored to catch "Flying Through Time", a local live action performance characterized by comedy, romance and exciting series of acrobatic moves, directed by Korean Director Choi Chul Ki. The performance features local home-grown talents Joshua Tan and Melody Low, as well as a horde of martial artists, gymnasts and ex-national athletes from China, Taiwan, Mongolia, South Korea and Malaysia.

This family-friendly live show is also the first collaboration between Resorts World Sentosa and local tertiary institutions such as Nanyang Polytechnic and Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts.

Audience would find themselves transported back to ancient Korea with visual treats of impressive martial arts moves, and then back to modern day Singapore amongst sassy cheerleaders, fancy footwork and stunning gymnastics acts.

We were not very impressed with the predictable and (somehow silly) storyline, but I did enjoy very much the hoola-hoop and ball performance by a certain female artist clad in red. Some parts were rather funny as well, so if you are catching the performance, simply sit back, relax and let the artists keep you entertained.

Thank you Resort World Sentosa for the interesting performance!

[Poem] An Autumn's Poem

You were an Autumn's Poem, 

Lithe, lovely; 

Painting the winds with your brush, 

With a smile that lit your eyes. 

You exude enthusiasm, 

Catching on rays of the light, 

During your nature trails, 

Like angel's halo on your skin.  

That was before the pain took over, 

Before it tainted your glow. 

You were an Autumnal Poem, 

And Winter comes to take you home. 

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[Poem] Appeal On The Other Side

I spoke of Angels yesterday, 

With their wings so gentle, 

With their voices so sweet, 

Not once did your name cross my mind. 

White dress, turned over to us, 

Your beautiful face so peaceful; 

Paintings by your magic touch, 

Shall come alive tonight. 

What thoughts took you over, 

What appeal lay on the other side; 

That makes your soul determined, 

To set itself free, so free? 

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[Poem] Ghostly Angel

Chilly night winds, orange streetlamps

Casting shadows on the grounds;

Glittering Christmas lights,

Somehow feel ghostly tonight.

Like a lone angel,

Foraging into reality, strangers,

And a world of uncertainty;

Peace is a silent murderess.

Snowflakes shatter on cold gravel,

Like dust, like ashes;

Like dreams dreamed far away,

The only warmth comes from tears.

Lone angel, lone heart,

Penny for your thoughts so deep;

They sink like sands of time,

Like melodies sang out of tune. 

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[Poem] My Colorful Past

Coal eyes, topaz eyes, 

Flashes of a colorful past; 

Swirling into the vortex 

Of buried love sea bed. 

They cannot be touched, 

They can no longer touch me. 

Time never heals wounds, 

As long as memories thrive. 

Harsh words, nectar kisses, 

Melting into the pelting rain; 

How could hurt that burned, 

Taste bittersweet now? 

Fast cars, thatched homes, 

Look the same under streetlamps. 

Reflections will never lie 

As long as the soul unchanges. 

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[Poem] Fleeting Thoughts

Fleeting are the thoughts. 

We once thought naught; 

Tugging us along clouds, 

With silver lining strands. 

Words uttered belie 

Locking of our eyes; 

So intense, 

That pulling away scorches. 

A sip of the wine, 

Hoping it would erase, 

The sensations 

Ceasing the confusions. 

Burning the heart, 

Like a candle to its wick; 

Marring the silent 

Room, is denial's insistent knock. 

And dreams, 

Now feature you; 

And the sadness 

Of realization unreal.

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[Poem] Which Lifetime Did We Fall?

I turned from your eyes,

Walked into your shadows;

Feeling strange sensations

Piercing from all directions.

Not a drop of blood,

Not unlike your caresses,

Agony was numbed,

Your eyes stole my memories.

Who, pray tell, who are you,

To have this power over me?

Whose echoes fill

The void of remembrance;

Whose words race my heart,

Set my soul back,

By years unmarred by dust,

Painting my escape black.

I turned from the sun,

To be pelted by the rain;

You were not at rainbow's end,

But I felt you, felt trapped,

Felt your whispers on my lobes,

And fingers on my collarbone.

Who are you, oh pray tell,

And which lifetime did we fall? 

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[Poem] Voices In Your Head

The voices speaking in your head 

Are whispers you created, 

Playing back to you, 

And you thought they are new. 

Religion becomes an excuse, 

Your only defense, 

A blind belief with no reason, 

Causing grief and pain. 

The senseless acts by your hands, 

The destruction of lands; 

Causing blood to spill, 

Will come back to you; it will.

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Father's Day 2017

Today is Father's Day,

But you are far away.

Do they celebrate

Father's Day where you are?

I miss you so much,

Some memories still go ouch.

I wish dearly I had made peace,

Before you took your leave.

Five years have passed,

Tears are still shed.

Love you my Daddy,

And wishing you Happy Father's Day.

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[Poem] Chasing Your Back

Been chasing too many backs, 

Gasping alone on sidewalk, 

Hoping it was your face, 

Coupled with a smile. 

Faceless creatures, 

Even when they turned; 

None had your eyes, 

Even as I panted. 

Another fruitless chase, 

Questioning looks so chaste; 

Before I turned back 

And hid in the darkest crack. 

What if one of them were you, 

My tongue would still be tied; 

What could I say to you, 

My mind would still be closed. 

Talk about the past? 

The past that did not exist? 

How about an apology, 

Gentle touch without feeling edgy? 

Talk about the present? 

Or the last gift? 

Or about a future, 

Which would be impossible?

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