Disappeared by boey kim cheng
in dedication- NUS/CSS 1995-1999
It happens that friends drop out of your life;
each year a face, a voice, lost, quietly gone
into a far country, each finding a way to survive.
You wonder about the few, whether they are alive,
the ones who matter, the maimed, the forlorn.
It happens that the angels slip unnoticed out of your life.
You dig up the letters and cards to revive
the smile, the touch of a hand, the lone
moment together, finding a way that will survive
the distance. Then you count the years, five,
ten, the absences, tes the defunct number, the wrong
address, the silence of the ones who drop out of your life.
You replay the scenes of love and strife,
remember the shared books, the loved song,
the souvenirs of friendship that will survive
the vanishing. You know that memory can thrive
on loss, and give them the lives you long to share,
the news of the dear ones who have dropped out of your life.
Yet you wonder, wonder, whether any of these will survive.
5 comments:
Hi Mr Koh! Just want to say Hi, and to say I really miss JC( not the 'A's though). Teaching is so tiring, haha now I understand how stressed u were. Take care and hope to see u and the class soon! :)
Elise ( 01A01)
hi elise,
glad to hear from you again! am surprised to managed to locate me...where are you teaching now? mmm, i feel kinda old asking this question.
time passes so fast, eh?
i promised shang i will pen a blog on 01a01 soon: my first ct class afterall...and those good times will always have a special place in my life...all the mistakes i made...all the fumbles we had - aka street soccer on old campus one week before the a-levels, remember?
kohkoh, mr.
jae,
thanks for the news but do you think its ok to post it like this!
they may not appreciate it...kindly delete the post if you think it might be sensitive...
kohkohmr
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