A short poem I wrote on the MRT
Winters opening bough,
velvet visions persist.
You offer me cold fries
and coca- cola.
With whimsical show and tell.
Feeling close to you,
I miss you my lover.
Afternoon delight
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 