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The Other Love Poem is the poem that I read in Singapore Writers Festival on 10. November 2018. The festival was from 2.11 to 11.11. Most events took place at the Art House Singapore Occupying the almost 200-year-old building that was Singapore's first Parliament House, The Arts House has played an active role in promoting Singapore arts and cultural events...
The other love poem
The other love poem
A sailor is in love with the waves
And eventually like the waves
He become a hopeless lover
A poet is in love with his words
And eventually the net of words
Entangled him from meaning
The sea is a fascinating spread
The jungle a passionate net
The poet is an ardent speaker
But the sea will not reveal its secret
The jungle will not reveal its secret
And one own self
Is the peak of all mysteries
All creation is a mean
Of getting to the creator
Yet how do I write a love poem
So that the purpose will not be hidden
By the medium
The World is a Shopping Mall
Shakespeare had said
All the world’s a stage
Men are merely actors
With many roles and many parts
In the hand of Beckett
The actors become slaves
Imprisoned on the stage
In a scene of waiting
In a play without ending
Today what if we say
That the world is a big market
We are traders or buyers without exception
Uttering the dialog of business transaction
This is a shopping mall for all
Also a display hall
With cunning promoters
Catching the social conscious
Who go on searching
And shopping for status
Whether this is a Shakespearean stage
Actors with many roles
And many faces
Or in the play by Beckett
The act of waiting on the set
We are no different from them
We’re being directed by materialism
The World is a Shopping Mall
Shakespeare had said
All the world’s a stage
Men are merely actors
With many roles and many parts
In the hand of Beckett
The actors become slaves
Imprisoned on the stage
In a scene of waiting
In a play without ending
Today what if we say
That the world is a big market
We are traders or buyers without exception
Uttering the dialog of business transaction
This is a shopping mall for all
Also a display hall
With cunning promoters
Catching the social conscious
Who go on searching
And shopping for status
Whether this is a Shakespearean stage
Actors with many roles
And many faces
Or in the play by Beckett
The act of waiting on the set
We are no different from them
We’re being directed by materialism
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