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  • May K.
  • Jan 24, 2016
  • 1 min read

It’s the end of the day again

The light begins to fade

And the sky slowly looses

The glow the sun had made


Bright blues give way to inky black

The sun must bow to the stars

Which have no warm light

When they are so far


Shadows deepen all around

Everything becomes less defined

There is coolness and isolation

In the oncoming night I find


It is sad and yet not sad

Like mist compared to rain

For there is no finality in this darkness

Just the circle beginning again


But twilight is the time of day

Which saddles in between

Belonging to neither world

Or so it would seem


Perhaps it’s in a different place

Where things are constantly flowing

And time feels like reality

When the sky gives it meaning


So as I watch the deepening twilight

As the day melts into night

It is as though I have to mourn

The arrow of time’s flight


Copyright © 2016 by Kwek Yi Zhen


  • May K.
  • Jul 5, 2015
  • 1 min read

Updated: Aug 8, 2019

Guardian of the night

Quickly take your place tonight

Shine amongst the stars so bright

With your soft silvery light


Guide the lost in the darkness’s cold

Keep them in your comforting glow

Shine the path to their home

Or the path they chose to roam


Dance with the stars in the sky

Across the celestial plains, fly!

From there watch the sleeping souls below

And keep them safe, sound and whole


As the star studded sky you tread

Mark every tear that sheds

And show even though you seem alone

You are never ever really on your own


Oh Guardian of the night

Fail not your duty tonight!

To maintain hope in darkness as the earth turns

And the sun once more returns


Copyright © 2015 by Kwek Yi Zhen


  • May K.
  • May 16, 2015
  • 1 min read

Updated: Aug 8, 2019

I hear the wind calling The skies look quite grey The world is growing quieter I think it’ll rain today

The bell chimes are ringing The air has grown cool The sky is darkening And the afternoon too

Surely the rain must be coming Surely it’s moments away Soon I shall hear rain drops falling Like drums beating away

But no, the day passes into night And gone is the cool air The skies went from grey to black But not a drop was there!

Oh it was just teasing me The dear old weather Well, it will rain sometime So I guess it doesn’t matter

Copyright © 2015 by Kwek Yi Zhen


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