east to fall

covers by Alistair Chong

lying here
with nothing left
i feel the tension gone
everything is fine
almost everything
i guess
it's there always looming over me
but for now
i'll take it in my step
roll over
close my eyes
and let the sun do the etalking.

feeling of

one more by Alistair Chong

i'm here again
where i can leave
the tension behind
the fallout is past
i'm amongst those
who are there.
and it's there again.

heaven high

it is by Alistair Chong

it's good to be
with my friends
the ones who make me laugh
the ones i know
would stick to the end
come hell's water or heaven's high
where we'd pull each other out
and cut us down
when we needed to.
oh God it's good.
to be able to smile
and mean it,
because we're all friends.
truly.

see you there

on the other side by Alistair Chong

see you there
where freedom calls
and chains have fallen
where we can walk
without our heads down
bent on the double
and caught under ourselves.
where we can look up
and stop in our tracks
and see the sun
without seeing the shadows it casts.
where we can walk down the street
without seeing where there was an accident
where we can let sounds wash us over
and let ourselves be caught up
in all it is.
where we have crossed the line.

all for

recurrent by Alistair Chong

lying awake
once again
it's not surprising
i don't mind
it's quite nice
to imagine the light bathing the ceiling
coming from heavens door.
through the cracks.
i hear on the fabricated wind
cries of an anthem
a war drums of victory.
i'll be alright.
i know it.

tasting

near by Alistair Chong

nearer, nearer
the birds are coming
flocks of freedom
tie their strings to their hearts
kites of light bursting through
clouds above.

our hearts

eulogy by Alistair Chong

farewell
i never knew you
but you changed my eyes
changed what i saw
by the river we are
touched by you.
see you child,
in a place better than before.
we couldn't love you more
and it hurts
it hurts so bad,
empty but so full of everything.
our child.
a child of the world.
but you're held in loving hands
curled in the palms
of love and glory.
rest, child.
see you in heaven.

rolling road

through the glass by Alistair Chong

empty bus rides
filled with empty windows
i breath my breath
lightly fogs on the glass
and recedes
like hope of an ending war.
i shut my eyes
to the rhythm of the sway
and turning wheels
i see how whole
this world is
how much she needs to be healed
the hurt, struggle.
called upon by prophets
which crowd the skies

so badly

only words by Alistair Chong

i sit
staring at words
reading nothing
hearing voices
listening to nothing
are words
to be heard?
or do you whisper them
threads of finest silk
and fragrance of blood of hearts
as nothing

anthem

strings by Alistair Chong

the voices of hearts
in one
crying out for life
and life for all
keeps me awake at night
calls to my guilt
and draws it slowly from the depths.
stringent and stubborn.
why am i like this?

have you

past paper by Alistair Chong

lit by dim light
of the fading past
i look back on the pages
and see empty pages
where a story could have been written
where stories
could flourish and
words would capture hearts
as they capture the moment.
those moments.
but i didn't

ramble

gift by Alistair Chong

time, and space
must be filled
caught up and taken
present in the past
and to be in the future.
time, and space
we take it for granted
but granted to us it is
from an ever to be.

earth

over ground by Alistair Chong

wilting leaves
have finished their dues
their tribute lays
carpeted on the pavement
their trials decorate the tar
a mosaic of life.
she walks down the avenue

the bench

no other friend by Alistair Chong

clouds deny the light
fountains splash in empty hope
a man sits alone on the bench.
hunched over
feeding the pigeon
bits of bread
falling at his feet
with no more purpose.
listless.