Continuity Poems
"The river remembers everything."
by Dylan Wu Rong
And I was told- flow like water,
like the water in the river.
And I flowed, every day,
embodying myself as the river I saw,
crashing against the rocks of words,
falling from the peaks of disappointments,
swirling around the curves of truth,
I flowed like the water in the river,
never stopping, not once.
Yet now- I am asked to stay still,
......
"A book with no beginning."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Battling each other- black and white,
which stone placed where,
who- is never a part of the equation,
that last pebble and end to the game.
As is how the world is,
but watched through a pair of rainbow glass,
the black of the dying trees- green and glowing,
cracks of the beating heart- red and pulsating,
a rhythm hidden in the ripples,
the grey spreading gradually- painted in blue.
......
The Ocean That Is You
by Ajay Tamla
The heart of coldest glacier melts
into streams of vivid awareness,
cascading hundreds then thousands
but destined to meet the ocean
that is you.
Gentle push of quiet inspiration,
brutal pull of cacophonous experience.
Times peace pervades for moments—
all reminiscent of dejavu.
......
The Ocean That Is You
by Ajay Tamla
The heart of coldest glacier melts
into streams of vivid awareness,
cascading hundreds then thousands
but destined to meet the ocean
that is you.
Gentle push of quiet inspiration,
brutal pull of cacophonous experience.
Times peace pervades for moments—
all reminiscent of dejavu.
......
"A book with no beginning."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Battling each other- black and white,
which stone placed where,
who- is never a part of the equation,
that last pebble and end to the game.
As is how the world is,
but watched through a pair of rainbow glass,
the black of the dying trees- green and glowing,
cracks of the beating heart- red and pulsating,
a rhythm hidden in the ripples,
the grey spreading gradually- painted in blue.
......
"The river remembers everything."
by Dylan Wu Rong
And I was told- flow like water,
like the water in the river.
And I flowed, every day,
embodying myself as the river I saw,
crashing against the rocks of words,
falling from the peaks of disappointments,
swirling around the curves of truth,
I flowed like the water in the river,
never stopping, not once.
Yet now- I am asked to stay still,
......
