Monthly Archives: August 2017

I’ve traveled the world

And there’s many more places I’d still like to see.

I’m sitting here wondering, whats the one place that really resonates with me?

Is it the Burnaby mountain view top? Where I feel isolated and at peace?

Or is it a beach where the endless water makes me feel so tiny yet complete?

Could it be up in the clouds, closer my angels that constantly surround me?

I sit here and ponder, whats my favourite place to be?

Where do I feel peace, clarity and security?

And then all of a sudden it comes to me

Wrapped in your arms, is the only place I want to be.

By Tejinder Rai

Assignment 1: Wang

Place poem: My imagination

A place hidden from the rest of the world

At times eagerly desiring visitors

To experience its wonders and thrills

Other times too dark and horrendous

Safer to pass on by and ignore

A sanctuary when reality is too disappointing or dull

But also a prison to punish the most heinous crimes

Go there, and see what creations unfold