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instruth · 4 years ago
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DUSK FLAMING ARROW
Dusk flaming arrow
View from my window
I see a weeping willow
Wondering if she knows
My heart is full of sorrow
As the sunset sinks below
The horizon bleeds on yellow
The sky will sleep till tomorrow
Heavy in grief and sorrow
walking the streets of narrow
wrinkled faces ready to burrow
turning to yesterday for a borrow
waiting for a brand new tomorrow
tears wheeled away by the barrow
hear thee a whiff of poisoned arrows
Stiff hairs rising row by row
finders of bone to the marrow
by eerie sounds of cursed crows
grim faces all sliced to the furrow
plowing the wounds with a harrow
burying all the unhatched sparrows
fear sprouting upward from the snow
Red cheeks turn pale to sallow
surfing waves go high and low
sailing away from the gallows
forever to be cursed a yellow
in self pity to cry and wallow
heartbeats arise to a billow
voices down to the hollow
Instinct triggers the onset aglow
with heavy head resting on a pillow
sinking into the feathered bed below
in dreamland with all the good fellows
inbred by the doves and the swallows
till senses turn calm to a mellow
worthy to wear a crown of hallow
©Johnny J P Lee
06 May 2021
Photos Credit J. P. Lee
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instruth · 4 years ago
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KINGDOM
every choice I make
is a kingdom in itself
just have to name it
need not look elsewhere
the kingdom is within me
daily dwelling place
for my status now
depends on experiences
on how I have lived
what more I become
depends on choices I make
the rest of my days
©Johnny J P Lee
17 April 2021
Haiku 5-7-5
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instruth · 4 years ago
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THE RUSTLING OF LEAVES
The rustling of leaves
A touch of nature’s softness
As the gentle breeze
Brush-paints a soothing caress
Silently, a refreshing breath of air
Surfs lightly by as flutters of feathers
Daintily walking, elegant lady fair
Rustling leaves and I, cuddle together
O! Whistling leaves, wind in my hair
We gallop the ground beyond the plain
Joy and laughter, showing off our flair
Away from the bustle, so free from pain
Gingerly cautious in natural wary
Lovingly soft, worries to wrestle
Off heavy shoulders we will carry
Sweet melodies as the leaves rustle
©Johnny J P Lee
11 April 2021
Photos Credit J. P. Lee
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instruth · 4 years ago
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TIME AND TIME AGAIN
There is no time anytime,
sometime, perhaps, this time,
for another time of good time,
but there is a time every time
for an overtime to find more time,
especially at times when time
is the only time you can time
an actual time to catch some time
and make time for taking back the time
you have lost from wasting time,
to how much time you gain for the time
while spending time for a little time
with your grandmother in quality time,
before time becomes a passing time,
just so a timely time
may find no time at all
to recover from a timeless moment
for a moment of your time,
provided you still have time
for some spare time
to keep the time,
and not get timed out
from a pleasant time
to save some real time
for the right time
in measured time,
time and time again.
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©Johnny J P Lee
17 April 2021
Photo Credit, Unsplash Images
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instruth · 4 years ago
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I Dream I Could Fly
I dream I could fly
way up to the sky
with my friendly birds
together we flap and chirp
I am very brave
we fly up to a cave
And look down to the sea
Beauty everywhere, all I can see
I cross the sea on expanded wings
I see the distant shore, I begin to sing
Oh! The fields and plains come to view
I scan the earth below in its wondrous hue
Lo and behold! Red roses and all the reds
Among the colors the rainbow has bred
Awake, my daily life is no longer the same
I appreciate nature’s providence by name
In my mind I still fly there for a good rest
A little house on an island, away from wrest
©Johnny J P Lee
01 May 2021
Photo Credit, Pa-ola123
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instruth · 3 years ago
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There is a magical child in me,
alive in my memory.
Sometimes he’s happy,
often he’s hurt.
I’ve learned to listen to him;
From him, I discover who I am,
and I understand why I am
the way that I am.
I am now a man;
he is still a child,
who is father of the man.
- J. P. Lee (02 June 2021)
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instruth · 4 years ago
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The Ceiling Above The Mind
Projection of the will runs up the wall
to the higher ceiling above the mind.
The limitless stretching beyond it all,
by self searching for a miraculous find.
An ancient door leading to the one mall
of fame, knowledge, dreams, and a kind
of desire just out of reach, near but tall,
well hidden in the ceiling above the mind.
©Johnny J P Lee
22 April 2021
Photo Credit J. P. Lee
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instruth · 4 years ago
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CHATTING UP MY NERVES ANEW
Today I chat up my nerves anew
Messages perhaps for only a few
Sizzling under the blistering sun
Till day be drawn when light is done
Glum at dusk as stars sculpture a face
And the night drags me to a darker place.
The winter’s chilling wind blows
Where it goes to, no one knows
Matters not where, only that it is here
Put on fur coats, pulled over the ears
Time to hibernate, to cozy bed I’ll go
Where dreams shall comfort, be it so
As clouds bring the promise of rain
Soon! Spring will surely come again
Listen, whichever one is still able
For the rest, there's only a parable.
Lonely hearts no longer cool the sun
Knotted hearts will get nothing done
Choked hearts simply cannot breathe
Fearful hearts only confined to grieve
Waiting to be free when the heart is open
Unknotted, unchained to touch the heavens
I'll be back
I’ve never left
Don't look there
I am here.
The butterfly buzzes with life
The caterpillar feeds all day
The pupa sleeps through the night
The imago emerges on a new morn
With life renewed
A new creation.
©Johnny J P Lee
06 May 2021
Photos Credit John Lim
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instruth · 4 years ago
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OPENINGS TO AN ENDGAME
Openings are initial moves
They have names, and they vary
One side in offense, the other defense
Light color against dark color
Develop the patterns but not too many
Soldiers not to run twice in a stretch
Hide the queen, behind the troops
Play the bishop, strike with the knight
Castles to open in the early morning
Connect the rooks by using the flanks
Develop attacks to control the centre
Protect the king, plant the fork snipers
Queen sneaks out at night, in all directions
Strategies stretch till the very last move
Conquest is the aim, that’s the Endgame
Play in your head to train your imagination
©Johnny J P Lee
06 May 2021
Photos Credit Unsplash Images
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instruth · 4 years ago
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Awakened For A Cloudy Morning View
Awakened for a cloudy morning view
Overlooking the quiet sleeping lake
Surrounded by the fragrant scent of dew
Peace, with every breath that I take
I feel safe in my sanctuary well embraced
by mountains and flaming flowers too
Grassy greens wave, wind on my face
Romancing with nature, sounds of coo
©Johnny J P Lee
20 April 2021
Photo Credit, Throughwinterfields
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instruth · 4 years ago
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I Think Of My Mama
I often think of my mama
on things left to wonder why
she left me alone one day
and oh, it really made me cry
Alone, I wandered into the woods
like Alice in Wonderland
a safe place for my shifting moods
wow, nature in Disneyland
Mama triggered my inner world
Until then, it had been hidden, gone
Never knew that I am also spirit and soul
Mama, now I know, “Find yourself, be alone.”
©Johnny J P Lee
15 April 2021
Photos Credit, my friends,
Aseelalattar
Sanjogsonsand
Kaushal Kishore
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instruth · 4 years ago
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I SEARCH FOR LOVE
I search for true love everlasting
but end up in a weary wilderness
Lonely, thirsty, the hot sun blasting
A simple cactus greets forgiveness
I go down on my knees, humbly I pray
Suddenly, the cactus smiles into blooms
I am lifted upwards and I fly away
I look below, a tapestry on the loom
Cherry blossoms, roses, all flowers too
Pine trees appear, rainbow over the sky
The colorful scene takes away my blues
Love flows out from within me, and I cry
©Johnny J P Lee
15 April 2021
Photos, Babystudentkittenlove
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instruth · 3 years ago
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Hi there,
I just received news that one of my poems will be read live from East Coast, USA on the Poetry Show, Writings On The Wall 😋, at 9pm, this Saturday, 22 May, US time (9am Sunday, Spore time )- with an introduction about me. There will be a recorded version of the show.
Just click the link. You may need to sign in with your email and accompanying password to get locked in to the live show. It’s a one hour show.
The Organiser of the show, Alexandro Botelho, contacted me this evening.
This is the link 👇👇👇
Hello Johnny, my name is Alexandro Botelho. I read live poetry and creative writing on YouTube every Saturday at 9pm CST. I would love to read some of your writings and let my audience know where they can find out more about you and your work.
Here is a playlist of the past live shows:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNpMVpNeMNh_bUS31h61dDFDARMXxG3R0
Thank you for writing and sharing with the world 🙂
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instruth · 4 years ago
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MYSTICAL PHASES OF TIME
Yesterday is a memory in history
Tomorrow remains a mystical hope
Today is a gift for the present
What’s past is past
What’s ahead exists in prophecy
Today is the immediate reality
The past is a heritage
The present is a realized inheritance
For a future full of hope
The future is a written scroll
The past was the inscription
The present, a signpost
The word was sent yesterday
It is here today
It shall not return home void
The eldest planted a dream
The elder lives in the dream
The youngest meets the dream maker
©Johnny J P Lee
13 April 2021
Photo Credit Unsplash Images
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instruth · 4 years ago
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🎼 TELL ME 🎼
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Are you a lover
or a friend
Tell me
Is it over
Is this the end
🎼
How do you feel
Right or wrong
Tell me
Are we for real
Or merely a song
🎶Say I do
Say you do
Just for two
Me and you🎶
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Are you for sure
Do you still doubt
Tell me
How do you measure
Love - softly or aloud
©Johnny J P Lee
15 April 2021
Photo Credit J. P. Lee
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instruth · 4 years ago
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🎼 The Songs We Sang Last Summer 🎼
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The songs we sang last summer
I’d never thought would be our last
Loving memories I’ll always remember
Alone, I now sing, to travel to our past
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The times we spent over last summer
Keep running clearly in my mind
Loving moments as we held together
Weaving a lasting imprint to bind
🎶 Forever to treasure
Humming our melody
No words can measure
This living on a memory
That I still know for sure🎶
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My joy is complete, that you love me
There is nothing more I would prefer
With pledges of true love eternally
By the songs we sang last summer
©Johnny J P Lee
20 April 2021
Photos Credit, J. P. Lee
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