john tiong chunghoo - Secrets

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secrets in the breeze the sea exhibits lips that die to tell things in its bossom secrets in the breeze leaves flutter in smart sequence beating a drum of contentment that soon heaven would open to shower rain secrets fishes in the sea, of all colours and sizes shells, prawns, crabs, corals, sand, sludge and volcanic cracks the fortunate ones get to the gills of a few, turn the tide of history, personal or otherwise the rest they lie in the crevices, chambers of the human heart - for good, for bad breeze the sea exhibits lips that die to tell the secrets it harbours leaves burst in laughter from its whisper that soon heaven would cool the day secrets the graves finally claim them - sealed and eaten up to skeletal remains john tiong chunghoo poemhunter.com/poem/secrets-21/