Realmbrations
realmbrations -
every realm vibrates
to its own
i have yet to evolve
to view them all
okay, to view only
for if my physique vibrates
to the same rhythm
to even one other realm
it would cause crashes
realmnilation
the mockingbird
when it sucks paradise
from the blooms,
you see two realms
one clouded by the vibrations of its wings
but if you could go fast enough
you could jump
between its up and down
the realms survive
at the edge of each other
the dead acquires another vibration,
goes to live with their like
if we fail to evolve
to see these realms
we could invent something
realmseescope
to detect all the realms between us,
tuning to them
the way we manoevre the
volume of radios
or may be invent a secret weapon
to get them to vibrate to a similar rhythm
and cause a realmnilation
or may be not, for every realm
might be installed with an auto protect system
each realm acquires another rhythm
once it detects danger looming
the way moths and frogs change colours
to keep to their own realm
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Realmseescope and realmfilterscope
some realms
can be seen
but not touched
it can be at the
other side of say light
some realms
need the other realms
to realise themselves
like light that needs us
to see itself
and us who need light
to see this realm
some realms are
sharing realms
within each other
like light that has seven
realms spread in them
and we cannot see them
until our brain advance
into them with say
a realmseescope
and till then perhaps
we need to advance with
a realm filterscope
to select from the millions of realms
what we wish to see -
the being that resembles us most
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Five realms
a realm where
existence is mere eyes
year after year only sights
in sky of no man's land
a realm where
existence is only ears
year after year only sounds,
stone shrouded, loud and dark
a realm where
existence is only taste
year after year a sea
leaping into a crevice of tongues
sharp, bloodred and flipping like snake's
a realm where
existence is only touch
year after year of a roaring
wind passing through haunting plains
a realm where
existence is mere smell
year after year of fragrance
wafting, through a million
fibriletting nostrils of blooms
contented until
the realm of desire
strikes that results in all five
carvorting to each other
for a taste of a wider world
where each would merge
with the other to party on mother earth
with God, devils, angels
the only realm where
all other realms converge
till they are recalled home
to the five separate self contained
realms see, hear, taste, touch, and
smell in a world of enlightenment
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The World Going Great
the physique is a vibration
of a realm you can touch
the soul is a vibration
of a realm you can only feel
they are married to get
the world going great
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Vibration Dream
vibrations
secrets
of
realms
god
hides
himself
in a
realm
of
zero
vibration
beyond
human
detection
fathom
nobody
can see
him
space
too
define
vibrations
our voice
has won us
in traversing
distance
light years away
exactly sounding
to us that
we too
will
one day
travel that far
with vibration
gadgets
for examing
from earthsize lens
this body isbut
lines and lines
of vibrations
some scientists
think they are
superb lines
and can even
be stored
for eternity
long live
the human species
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Is God Proving a Point?
is god proving a point
or giving himself away
to realm beyond realm?
the trees well they survive
on only light, air, water and
soil and live to be the longest
i heard that angels survive
on fire and in some realms
old age is unheard of
and they are probably true
plants which mostly survive
on air, water and soil give away
the best of nature's beauty -
flowers for every of our seasons
and food to feed the world
the tortoise well he too
survives on a vegetarian
diet - too slow to catch others
- and lives to at least a few hundred years old
but we humans who devour more than
half of the world's assets and and
causing many to be extinct
live a mere five score if lucky.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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This Art Work
The love of a muse,
The pen of an artist,
This ink work will teach many yet unborn.
This art is from a realm to guide you,
This art work is like a mustard seed aroun you;
It is original!
It comes from a realm unknown;
It will inspire you.
This art is real to abstract your minds,
The innovative nature of my mind to you all;
It is the act of my dreams beyond imaginations!
This art will teach many,
It will inspire you all that love the muse.
This art work,
It is like a mustard seed;
It will grow to give you joy!
It is like the muse next door,
It will touch and influence you;
This art work ia sll that i have as an artist
This art work is never known,
It is called, 'Pen-Painting Graphics Abstracts'.
This art will teach many,
My innerself from the realm of imaginations!
This art will teach you;
But, the artist is never known.
This art is from a realm to guide you into my heart,
This art is from a realm to bring you into my world,
This is the love of a sweet muse to you all;
This art is from the pen of an artist who,
Is yet to be known.
This art is here to stay,
This art is all that i have for you all;
Cos', he who proves his skills proves his realms.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Warm and Soft as Breath
butterfly, are your
stripes and shades
a map to paradise?
if that is so, i am
already in one
so serene, so quiet
your gentle adventure
enchanting colours
entrance me, transport me
into another realm
the angels, do they fly like you?
so effortlessly, forever carrying a paradise
is paradise filled with honey? sweet
success for your rendevouz with blooms
is your caterpillar a testimony that
one grows in and out of realms?
so softly, quietly, you fly off a rainbow
leaving that little monster
you once were fluttering in trees
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Realms of the Butterflies
butterfly, are your
stripes and shades
a map to paradise?
if that is so, i am
already in one
so serene, so quiet
your gentle adventure
enchanting colours
entrance me, transport me
tranquilly into another realm
the angels, do they fly like you?
so effortlessly, forever carrying a paradise
is paradise filled with honey? sweet
success for your rendevouz with blooms
is your caterpillar a testimony that
one grows in and out of realms?
so softly, quietly, you fly off a rainbow
leaving that little monster
you once were fluttering on trees
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Realm of God
light is a realm
that helps us see
another realm
the body is a realm
that helps the soul
see another realm
take away light
take away body
what remains is
the realm of God
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Realm of Animals
the animals
they are there
to help the brain
of men evolve
every move
every sound
the divinity means
to open the
mind to another
dimension
of his realm
to exercise it
for greater task ahead
expanding the
leverage of
men's existence
vis a vis the universe
the animals
they come from
the realm of men
take away men
the animal kingdom
would be gone as
soon as the former
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Meditation
this physique if you wish to prove
it's another entity is to close your eyes
and start seeing yourself from the lowest down
it immediately becomes a shocker of a realm
as you start from your anus, the intestines,
the armpits, the waxes in the ears
a whole body lying so still its separateness
echoes and reverberates through you
but as you observe more you soon fall
in love with it and cultivate a respect for it
the graphic detail that the physique
points itself out to you
the hair that shows your breed
curling to every iorta of your belief
and ounce of knowledge
your eyelids that without fail
open and lose the windows
of your other self
your luscious nipples, your body
contours that could raise a tidal
wave of desires among humanity
you soon realise that you have
a whole realm to contain and
like a lotus that opens itself every dawn
to a realm of sensual trappings
in its composed, upright and
meditative demeanor, you too can
do the same without being caught
in a tailspin of desires of your immediate other realm
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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In all realms of life it takes courage to stretch your limits, express your power, and fulfill your potential... it's no different in the financial realm.
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Queen Elizabeth II
Elizabeth the second's reign,
Has been much to her realm's gain,
Her allegiance to her nation,
Model to those of her station,
A most wise and respectful queen,
Great as those before her have been,
We'll remain loyal to the crown,
Lest all we've built up crashes down,
With prince Philip by her right hand,
Meeting duties and touring the land,
Commonwealth realms unite as one,
Helped out by all that she has done,
May she long still be on the throne,
Reach out so bridges are grown,
Be a link to an age that's gone,
She that her subjects depend on.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Not a Single Cell is Mine
everything is god
except that voice
in the universe that
continuously asks
WHY, WHY, WHY
in fact you are not
even you - the physique
a panel the Almighty
uses to control 'you'
just in case you wander too far
the eyes to just tune into this realm
the channel that he allows
the ears to delve into the echo of
that distance
i envy the dog and the whale
and the elephants
but thanks god i have a nose
that swing my tongue from carcasses
and a mind that could
cross many realms
and get to the Almighty himself
though not a single cell
i can call my own
they grow and die
at the hands of SOMEBODY else
WHY WHY WHY
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Super Age Poetry - Invading the other realm
super age technology
again they go over
to the other realm
to steal some souls
so valuable an asset
in their realm - as slaves
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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In This Tacit Realm of Crimson Sky
In this tacit realm of crimson sky
where the winds inebriate with
a cloyed saturnalia adrift your breaths
I wallowed, wearing my shoes like
a silent stone skipping a pond
and every step, and every ripple
I shatter unbeknownst of the things
that abjures my puppet strings
in this tacit realm of crimson sky
In this tacit realm of crimson sky
the winter would remain sly
tethered to its autumn boudoir
so I muse upon the field of stones
and graves of flightless flesh
amongst its stellar descries
and whilst you blossom without me
I gorge myself in the saccharine cries
in this tacit real of crimson sky
In this tacit realm of crimson sky
I nurtured my brittle spine
and waxed my shy lacquer
rooted in the epistemological reasons
of the irrational aberrations of the heart
and now the vermillion palette devours
the vertical line raising you horizons -
what had become to my home
in this tacit realm of crimson sky?
poem by Norman Santos
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Of all the passions of mankind, the love of novelty most rules the mind. In search of this, from realm to realm we roam. Our fleets come loaded with every folly home.
quote by Shelby Foote
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Leaping From Realm To Realm
after sailing
in the universe
and angle ourselves
in this land called men
we wonder where we
would be leading to next
perhaps, a better land
where we could leap
from realm to realm
without the trouble of cells
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Gift.....
i cannot be another
slave because you have
something to give me
i think that in
utter simplicity i do not
really need
anything
if you only told me that
all that you
can give is not
a thing
but your
self
i could have paused
a minute
think about it
and then
resolve to accept
you
somehow you are
still in the realm
of things
and i am in the realm
of persons
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The realm of immediate or personal knowledge is a narrow circle in which these bodies move; the realm of knowledge derived through faith is as wide as the universe, and old as eternity.
quote by Matthew Simpson
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