Best Mandarin Poems

you ...
are my moon
(whisper me, coolly)
wan and pale as porcelain
milky moll - `china doll ...
dancing the sky like a Ginza geisha
stars tickling your toes
prettily petulant,...

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Stepping into the dance
Gently taking your hand in mine
Entering the realm of infinite possibilities
Where passion and desire breathe as one
An eternal hug
Enveloping our laughter and...

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This is about San Francisco,1967

Oh, yes that city had its own song!
It was a siren's call that sang;
"Here, Panagiota, is where you do belong!"
And my...

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it’s wonderful,
amazing the world dwellers are
civilized they’re as well as I’m really!

with them-

my language is English
I’m civilized!
my language is Arabic, Mandarin, French, Bengali etc
I’m civilized!
I’m...

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What would I give 
to get a glimpse of your smile
to have and to hold
your heart for a while
I want to meet you
where the river
meets...

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Young Emily sat gazing at a door, that with careful strokes was painted..
a starry, but moonless night. 
In wandering dreams of far away lands, nameless...

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It was a sizzling summer of electric blues and vibrant hues 
in  a garden full of flowers inked in plushy spanking reds 
a wall...

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During the depression if you got an orange in your sock
You could feel blessed and lucky, and it felt like Christmas. 
Orange tea and orange...

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Entranced, am I, by God's
infinite paint brush.
Illuminating this sunlit room
with a quiet hush.
The morning aurora makes all
things right.
After a peaceful sleep in
heaven's twilight.
The walls and...

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Mother nature oh! Rose of roses!
Mother of all flowers' and smell,
Ylang Ylang! You don't know what it causes!
An aphrodisiac turns you on like hell!

Sandalwood with...

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You are round and bright in your orange suit. 
Sweet and at times bitter as you are a citrus fruit. 

With painted eyes, nose and...

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FRUITY      VOICE


Her voice reminds me of laughter barely suppressed
An energetic spirit tugging constantly at  the rope
A caterpillar turning to...

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leaves turned to flowers
                 heaven paints in mandarin
 ...

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Memories of  a  love I’m losing
arrested  thoughts on sculpture paper-
an altered photograph, adorned
 by hand cut leaves, evergreen shades, and lace
From the...

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It is always after days like this one,
of a kind of proverbial snake chasing
its tail, its form flawless, its strength in

numbers of its friends all...

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