Steven Sim

Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think - Jean-Paul Sartre

Post archive for ‘Poetry’

Love 2(3)

The soft Sun this Morn
Warmd my heart and bones
And inspired these verses
Writ for you and you alone:
 
Lovely like a fresh new Day,
Beauty the Night compares,
Eyes like the Sun in May
Sweet the Smiles you wear.
Your Hair the silky flowing Veil
Crown from Venus stole
The Stars dost nightly hail,
The slender tow’r of your Nose.
The sacred shrine of your [...]

Love(0)

Were I fluent in tongues of every man
Were every man bards of skill
Were I to flair in tunes of every land
Could I sing of my love to you?

Were all the oceans with ink filled
Were every fowl supply my quills
Were the sky a parchment reel
Could I writ of my love to you?
Sooner will my tongue be tied
Sooner will the oceans run dry
And my love to you barely described
Tho writ [...]

The Strange Rite at the Lord's Table(1)

On the first Passover in ancient timesThe hebrews were taught a strange riteEgypt was perplexed at the signOf blood on Israel's doors that night
That quiet night was the lastFor rebellious Egypt's firstbornThe Hebrews trembling and aghastto find blood outside their doors the next morn
The solemn night and the sombre mornThe blood on the doors, the [...]

War and Peace(0)

Give me that bloody sword
And the broken arrow head,And all the iron ore,Cast'd in hateful state.Bring me the hearts of stone,Fount of lustful desiresThat burn with furious passionsOf angry hellish fire.Bring me every woman and man Who repays hate with hateWho lives a hand for a handWho plants evil in evil's stead.Give me all of theseThe sins of [...]

The Slumbering People(0)

Once when I was passing a townI heard the story of a Slumbering People;Whether water or fire or enemy surround,They will not depart from their slumber
Then one day a ruthless enemy came to killAll the Neighbours in the South;The Slumbering People, peaceful and still,Will not even open their mouths.
Another day, an angry fire broke out,Burnt down [...]

Humanity's Dream(0)

And you will know the Truth, and the…
There is a Dream haunting MankindReal but ephemeral nonetheless;Until slumber fades and the dawn light shines'Twas a Dream Man die to possess.How didst the slave know about Freedom?When his feeble limbs were chained from birth.It is that Dream in his heart burnsLuring him Freedom to love.Like the gentle [...]

There We Sat by the Rivers of Babylon(1)

There we sat by the Rivers of BabylonLike the sad waves, our tears did flowThere as we remembered ZionWe hung our lyres on the old willows
How shall we sing the LORD's holy songsIn this strange and evil land?How shall we play the musics of ZionFor the ears of adulterous men?
There our captors required us our songsTo mingle with their perversed [...]

'tis my god(1)

I took a grand stallionand proudly scale the holy hillBut you rode down the mountainon a colt, in tears, in spirit humbler still
Tho' gods should sit on thronesand mortals flock to kiss their feetBut you my god alonefor love reversed this deed
Tho' gods should dress in goldand jewel crowns to donBut you to woo my soulthree rusty [...]

Requiem Aeternam Deo: The Madman's Song(2)

Empty chapel or silent tomb
Great monument of heroic past?
Now enveloped in a morbid gloom
Now crowded but ruined alas
 
Is the altar for worship of an immortal name?
Or an eulogy of former glory
We each threw in our tiny flame
To feed the pyre for the dead Body.
 
The madman jumped like a madman would
Swinging his lantern as he moved
Indifferent to the sombre mood
He danced 'round the firewood
 
Amidst the cracking of [...]

Through Heaven's Eyes(0)

A single thread in a tapestry Though its color brightly shinesCan never see its purpose In the pattern of the grand design
And the stone that sits on the very top Of the mountain's mighty face Does it think it's more important Than the stones that form the base?
So how can you see what [...]