Phantom of the Opera

Yes, life like Shakespeare says is a stage where everyone has to take a part. To me it is an opera where a phantom lurks, and who sometimes, drives us crazy. Still, we have to admit that we do not know much about this phantom who has such a profound effect in all our lives. Still without the phantom, life would be so much less meaningful.

do you cry the night away
when laughters turn into
a bottle of sobs of an alcoholic?
your warm heart finding itself
floating on a lake of ice?

is the fabled tale in the
warmth of your hands
slipping away from your grip?
an opera singing a dissonant tune
to your fantasy? the director you seek
leaving you in a valley of wants?

is the phantom of the opera,
nipping you in the bud? your
legs tied, your smiles fraying
into an ridiculous satire?

you walk down straight to
the lake of salvation only
to find a ring of fire crackling,
cracking up your world

you wish to throw
in the towel only to find
the towel flare into flames,
your aspiration trailing smoke
into a fearful votex of
disappointments

you quieten yourself down
to give yourself a respite and
slip into a cave of privacy,
kneeling praying, kneeling praying
tears swelling a full moon tide

you call for the phantom to
intervene, to light up the candles
of your life, to help you ride
out the storm, turn around
the opera of afflictions
so that a rainbow arcs
a victory over your sky
while while pains lose their grip
like night and its shadows
soften to the gentle robust
rejuvenating light of dawn

john tiong chunghoo

Penny Hemans (10/12/2008 6:52:00 AM) oooohh John.. so close to the truth... fabulous thanks so much xxpenny

i can see this acted to music,well written lin xxby Linda - 16 Oct 2008