Ngoc Nguyen
/ GreyThoughts.InfoMy dear, like the fragrant bloom, thou art health
and beauty to my soul, and blood to my
veins which bring to body a bountiful wealth
of life which tearful eyes in joy…
By Ngoc Nguyen
The fabric of space-time and the Cosmos,
remembers everything we do and say,
it is the way of the Son, the Logos,
whose aura shines like the light …
By Ngoc Nguyen
LLM AI psychosis,
some claim, breeds mental disorder;
but I write prompts that refocus
me and don't cross that …
By Ngoc Nguyen
If Homer knew Rose, then she'd be the face,
that launched a thousand ships. And the walls of Troy,
which the Greeks tore down, would not fall from grace
if kings and the gods weren't pawns …
By Ngoc Nguyen
For so, so long,
when the Muse has gone,
My written songs,
no longer greet the …
By Ngoc Nguyen
I want to choose, but life’s demands refuse;
still, with intent, I spin these lines in rhyme.
The world denies, distorts what I would use,
yet I hold course in this unyielding …
By Ngoc Nguyen