genesiswhen the crystal vasecan no longer holdthe enormity of our passionwe will shatter itand watchas gleaming shardsspin awayto become the stars
windthe element of breathrages against my shelterfragments of the past,come frenetic shrapnelstaccato raps accostingdilapidated fencesstars disdain the tantrumwith shimmering laughter
wallnothing to tear my nailsor swallow the pounding of my fistsno cold façadeto freeze the tears on my cheekI'll press my ear to capricious windsfor any hint of your sighs
spiritsI came to a pool andkneeling, reached out my hand–the ripples showed me your tearsto its spirit I pledplease, go to my loveand wash the pain from her limbsI came to a fire andbowing, gave it my breath–its crackling echoed your criesto its spirit I pledplease, go to my loveand ignite her heart with vitalityI came to a hill andclimbing, gathered the wind–its sighing whispered your trialsto its spirit I pledplease, go to my loveand swell her lungs with your songI looked to the earth andlaying, offered my flesh–its solidness proclaimed your strengthto its spirit I pledplease, go to my loveand nourish her courage and hope
dropletsI see a universe in each droplet–a cosmos of cosmos'encrustingthe supple twisting fabricof petalsa graduated darknessin the depths of the blossomgives me cause to wonder:do the souls who livein that perpetual nightknow aught of the beautythat they cling to?
BelovedBeloved:Perfectly pleasantWith a bright radiant smileIf only for me...-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
Heartless BlossomsHeartless Blossoms:The falling petals,Like the bitterest of rains,Leaves me looking lost...-Chen Yuan Wen, 28th February 2012
Inner BeautyInner Beauty:The very best of fruitIs not the most beautiful;But is simply sweet.-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th May 2012
Haikus for LoversRain sheens on your skinbrightening winters twilightas we skip puddles.Wood smoke curling upenshrouds your head and shouldersportrait in soft greys.Unfold those fresh wingsand take to the air gentlydawns light has brokenA tendril of hairframes the hollows of your facesoft dance of shadows.The moon loves to hidebehind the glint in your eyeswhere you keep secrets.Silk runs down your backyour hair a burnished curtaincatching candle light.
A+Pyou bare your muscles,threaded in tight knots, bundled but beautiful, yourslike those fibrous eyes,irises in maple coilsunwinding me, asunkempt synapses.a glance inside your lovelyskin, bones, nerves, I'd liketo press your pleasurepoints, to scrape against your thighs,my fingers trembling,the dimples on yourshoulders, enzymes, waiting foran induced fit, mine,thumbs brushing your hips,lips lain softly twixt your veins,a complex of us,your latticed, protein-laden pulchritude, pleated,folded into sheets,await just one touch.
HaikuA broken heart beatsLike an echo of the deadA memory gone