Thursday 5 November 2015

3 Poems by Allen Qing Yuan

Fading, Fading to Black

Fading, Fading to Black
My shadow engulfing heart
It’s grip, tight
It screams glaringly in snowy silences
Like a distant storm on fall’s fingertips
It aches, but i can’t stop
Even if i fade to black
Under this
Everlasting sky
Even at the backyard of the world’s night

Gimme a Beat

The beat resonating from
The barrier of my played heart

A track that can only play once
Yet it’s making me repeat

Rhythms hasten to a struggling finale
Tempos splash threatening against life

Harmonious notes crush asunder
Faint, fading bars crunch

My heart numbs in screeching echoes
Struggling for the right pitch, falsetto

Layers of melodic pulses, waves
Bang within the crevasses of my track

I’m not a master, but I’m mastering and mixing
A production incredibly grand without a conductor

Please gimme a beat

Scramble Crossing

Red, Yellow, Green

Hastily, aggressive people swerve from
Lane-to-lane, searching
For any & all shortcuts to one destination
A destined nation

Others are spread out like runners on a bumpy track
Accelerating straight ahead, avoiding or jumping over hurdles
To their fragile finish lines
Whether it may be escalation or annihilation

But I wait, behind the light
Is this where I cross?

Red, Yellow, Green


Allen Qing Yuan , born in Vancouver in 1995, is a two time Pushcart nominee and the author of Traffic Light (2013). Co-editing Poetry Pacific, Allen currently attends the University of British Columbia as a business major. Since grade 10, Allen has had poetry appear in more than 70 literary publications across 16 countries, which include Cordite Poetry Review, Literary Review of Canada, Shampoo and Spillway.

Allen is also the co-founder of a popular clothing brand Above the Movement. for more, please visit his websites::
- Twitter: @ATMovement
- Instagram: @abovethemovement

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