Uncle Cecil’s library

There was once a secret corner In a huge house in sunny Gelugor It was Uncle Cecil’s library You had to be careful as you tiptoed Up the steep wooden steps And your little fingers grasping The cold iron railings At the top of the winding stairs You are rewarded with a secret corner AContinue reading “Uncle Cecil’s library”

Old soul of this city

I am the Old Soul of this City Please don’t kill me. Don’t break my windows Destroy my pillars. Where are my mosaic pavements My picture houses with balconies My grandfather’s house My mosaic tiles. My Peranakan treasures Don’t rob my grandchildren Sell my soul to developers The city lights they blind me. I amContinue reading “Old soul of this city”