the concubine lane ipoh

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When I was walking

Along Panglima lane

It didn't strike me as much

I didn't know about its story

Until I read about it in later years

Once it was a popular haunt

For the rich men to keep their mistresses

Those decades ago it was called Concubine lane

The pretty women who stayed there

Everything was paid by the big towkays

The decades gone the buildings stayed on

Through neglect and family disputes

The double storey houses become an eyesore

With frayed paint and decaying smell

The structures will not hold on for long

The lives of the old houses

The ghosts have sucked it dry to rot

Some owners have renovated the homes

Some are rented out to tenants as offices or shops

Many are left in depilated conditions

Waiting for the day the structures fall

In Ipoh those were the days of the rich and play toys

Of stories of the past passing as tourist folklore

Of a time of big towkays and concubines