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Ever was awake at 3am and decided to write something? For some reason that has happened to me a couple times in the past week. N.B. These are quite… dark. I don’t know what other word describes them.

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Guardian

On a fine winter’s morning
In the cold weather dandy
I met with my true love
And offered her candy
Just as day was dawning

Through the city we travelled
As we spoke with desire
And the wind chilled our silence
To be melted with fire
Of a lifetime unravelled

And retired to a dwelling
A secret in the forest
We made love with great passion
And followed with deep rest
Under blossoms sweet smelling

Till morning it came to
And awoke me with shimmering
Which peeped through the branches
Of pine branches glistening
With snow and fresh dew

And she was beside me
Her body gone cold
Clenched in her hand a letter
“Weep not for my soul,
For I shall always be with thee.”

And I walk through the grove
And nought do I fear
Because she is my guardian
Who always keeps near
And still is my true love

And so through life’s pain
Death shall not scare me
For I know that when it comes
I will follow it gladly
And be with my angel.
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Darkness of Daylight

In the darkness of daylight
Where the pine flowers bloom
There is one that is my light
There is one that is doom.

She feeds on my misery
She shares in my pain
And when night-time beckons
She drowns me in rain.

In shortness of statues
In brightness of stone
She promises nothing
But leaves me alone.

The one that I search for
Is a fleeting entity
For lifetimes I sought for
Her rare company.

Her shadow is sadness
Her life-force is hate
Her purpose is destiny
Her namesake is Fate.

And when the right time comes
She will kiss me goodnight
As my body breathes its last
As my spirit takes flight.

To the darkness of daylight
Where the pine flowers bloom
With the one that is my light
The one that is doom.
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Road

The road of happiness
Is long for many
And short for some.

The road of sadness
Is short for many
And long for some.

The road of love
Is happiness for many
And sadness for some.

The road of hate
Is sadness for many
And happiness for some.

The road of pleasure
Is love for many
And hate for some.

The road of pain
Is hate for many
And love for some.

The road of destiny
Is pain for many
And pleasure for some.

The road of mediocrity
Is pleasure for many
And pain for some.

The road of life
Is mediocrity for many
And destiny for some.

The road of death
Is destiny for all.
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Anthony Chuah