c tung : Writing

August

August

A Poem by c tung


Today is my thirty two times of the first of the EighthHow wordy and minor my speech becomesSo particular about the unnecessary unlessthere is a signi..
The Impulsive Love Song

The Impulsive Love Song

A Poem by c tung


We live in a sensational world packed with readily available love words for singspiration. But do they give the sound of love?
Asking questions about asking

Asking questions about asking

A Poem by c tung


God gave us a favour to simply come to him and ask as we want, but we often get stuck with our own hesitation about the idea of receiving from Him.
Boat trip

Boat trip

A Poem by c tung


A recount on a very human experience amidst my spiritual journey
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