The lost, the deluded, the befuddled

Our attachments in this world
Can we truly bear to let go?
Like the missing pages from the torn book,
And the willow shedding its tears

Each life around is purposeful
Yet each life around vanishes so easily
How the children wail
How the dogs lament.

What day of age is it today
That mankind’s memory of
Time and honour is lost.

What can be done?
Oh how the dogs cry!

By | 2009-05-10T02:55:07+00:00 May 10th, 2009|Uncategorized|

About the Author:

Justin is a lover of food and all things photographically beautiful. Armed with a camera and an appetite, he is on the lookout for dishes that will leave a memorable memory. Come join him in this gastronomic adventure as he goes around Singapore documenting the food that is worth sharing with everybody! And if you have something to recommend, drop him an email to get in touch.

One Comment

  1. Lee May 25, 2009 at 12:38 am - Reply

    Dear Justin,

    Excellent posting.
    Looking forward eagerly to more of your creative writing on your website.



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