The Loss
the sea sweeps
leaps at my feet
as i ask why the loss
of a single soul
would make this
world go so empty
precipitating
all the goodness
it once gave
i could feel
each of my cells
try to burst through
this void to reach to you
to bowl me over
with joy and dance
this heart leaping
with hope again
between the valley
of my mind
our age old laughter
echoes louder
than waves to
a heartbreaking
crescendo
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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