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The Last Breaths of an Intangible-self Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by Iman Ng, United States May 30, 2007
Culture   Poetry

  

I look in the mirror,
not fully expecting the horror
of my changed self.
Why? Am I afraid of myself,
the uncertain reflections and erratic oscillations of thought within my eyes?
Or is it because behind the obsequious mirror lies an unsuspecting disguise?

The horizon clandestinely follows me
where I least expects it to be,
the bellow of last hope from the watchman of innocence
shatters the diaphanous grip of my stream of consciousness.
Towards immobility, I see!
The quizzical looks of life's ambiguity shall I not heed;
whereas hindsight and altruism flee
from the inconceivable dimensions of life, eternity, and death,
truth is all but a self-aggrandizement, whence,
within a blink or two,
I forgot to whom had I been saluting these past five years in a manner resembling a fool.

Time flies,
the spring of youthfulness blossoms
into fantastic aspirations without boredom.
Life is a grand stage
that often bursts in a vivacious rage;
inspiring doth it seems,
happiness and disappointment from it we redeem.

Now, as the mirror of self-reflection breaks,
and memories from our collective past leaks,
a conflagration of self-denial overcomes.
I gave my last breath,
and without expecting him to accept the meaning of my grievances, I stretched my tongue.

So it is all coming to an end,
and without ceremony our memories bend.
The end marks the beginning,
the immaculate process of refining
our delicate and fragile lives.





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Iman Ng


I was born in Hong Kong on June 13th, 1989. Having lived in this Asian metropolis for 13 years and witnessed its transfer of sovereignty from Britain to the PRC, I developed my critical thinking skills about governance and international relations from these life-changing events.

My educational experience is undoubtedly one of the more interesting aspects of my life. I was brought up in a Cantonese-speaking environment and began my formal English instruction in 1996. After 1997, however, my school ceased using English as the medium of instruction and instituted Mandarin as the former's replacement in situ. I did not learn English formally (though I did study English privately for 4 years) until 2001 when I started my 7th Grade education at a Catholic-Jesuit secondary school.

In April 2002 my family decided to immigrate to the United States, after my father had almost lost his job. It was the only choice my family had, given how woeful the economy had been at that time. With great reluctance we left Hong Kong in July 2002, and settled in Rockville, Maryland, USA, where I have been living ever since.

One of my greatest passions is International Politics. I would like to learn more about the human condition and the state of the world today; we are intrinsically born into this Westphalian state system and there's no way to escape it, given how rampant globalization is and how constantly it is affecting our lives on a daily basis.
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Cristina Proca | Jun 13th, 2007
well:) impressive:)

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