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Ana Chan Poem
A strength lies buried,
hidden until needed.
Not a superpower,
not a weapon,
hidden it remains.
Resilience is its name.
A refusal to break,
the pledge it makes.
Gifting one the ability:
rising through the flames,
reborn like a phoenix,
never-ending fighting,
crawling for air, for survival,
to live.
My Strength.
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2025
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Ana Chan Poem
People ask, people pry,
People come, people try.
Yet the sadness hidden inside remains unspoken,
behind the masks, their silence faithfully unbroken.
Conversations masked with laughter,
Concerns diverted, dispersed soon after.
Is it a mask? Is it real?
No one (not even themselves) knows what they conceal.
Yesterday the sun shone bright,
Today the clouds drown out the light.
Tomorrow, they’ll wear a smiley face,
A painted smile, for others’ sake.
News flash, people jump,
Embracing shadows, feeling numb.
When will the rainbow break the gloom?
(It’s always the ones you don’t expect,
Who stand on the edge of that cold ledge)
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2024
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Ana Chan Poem
Freedom calls out to me,
just over the railings.
Freedom dances,
just out of reach
Freedom sings,
”Abandon your jailer, abandon Life
Abandon your duty, abandon Life,
Jump over the railings,
and join me in death.”
Desire possesses me,
a promise of freedom offered
with a heavy price to pay.
Behind the railings hide
A choice that may cost my life
Hesitations hold me back,
Ropes of responsibilities restrain,
Buried under building burdens.
Forced to forfeit my freedom.
You have clipped my wings,
Cries of desperation pulling me away.
I am bound. Trapped. Chained.
Won’t you set me free?
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2024
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Ana Chan Poem
I often find myself weighting pros and cons
Should I stay? Should I leave?
If this life truly is so devoid of happiness,
If death truly is the absence of responsibilities,
Should I leave? Should I stay?
If I truly love my family and friends,
If I truly love the idea of freedom,
Should I leave? Should I jump?
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2024
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Ana Chan Poem
Please, I whisper, I scream, yet no sound comes out
Please understand me, please know what I'm trying to say but can't
Please don't let the words I hold back ruin everything
Please don't let this vanish
But nice daydreams must end, however nice they are, they always do
Bubbles pop, people leave and I’m left alone in the deep void of self isolation
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2024
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Ana Chan Poem
I’ve been here before
Before the cruel reality reappeared
Shattering your warm embrace
War rages between us
Bloody secrets strewn through the night sky
“It’ll be okay”
But a white lie is still a lie
You shine
Bright as ever the center
Of my universe
My northern star,
I always find my way back to you.
Stars burn.
I ignite
Burn away into the starry night
A mortal and a star
Meant to be? We’re not
Fated like the stories
Yet I’m chained
The fate of a phoenix explained
An ever living cycle
Still I desire
Immersed in your fire
Like a moth to a flame
Siding back into place
Giving in to your deadly embrace
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2024
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