Short Yan Poems

In sequential life
 yin darkness yan lightness
 we are many forms...

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the Yin the Yan
the woman the man
the skin the tan
i can't yes you can
i feel lost hold my hand
do you feel the cold all it takes is a warm heart to understand
I'm misunderstood then don't explain

Tamer Hossam...

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Reaching out to infinitude 
when words have come to an end.
		Yan Yu

Presence, without;
the space framed 
but left empty.  
Mountains float
as a fisherman
ignores, wishing 
only for a fish 
to feed his family.

Empty space is 
space for us 
to not ignore.
We fill it with 
our emptiness – 
and together
the picture paints
your presence....

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Hmm l smell it /
Hmm l smell it 
Over here 
Now over there
Even as we wiggle
Then try to mingle
Along Goughzou lane
Moving all up
To Vicky’s place
Chatting up Yan
Even as she spins her wheels
 threading us up
all slim and trendy
Hmm l smell it
Even as l shudder
With each breath
Slowing down my haste
From pace to pace
I took a bend
Only to be dazzled
As we marvelled  
at the black to black concept...

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Dapper Yan was born in Sudan 
in the back seat of a van 
his mother's name was Ann  
His father's name was dapper dan 
and little Yan had a sister named Maryanne
All together there is a 100 in the clan
They were spread all over the land some in Spokane 
A couple cousins in Iran 
And every year Dapper dan 
would take his son dapper Yan 
with some of the clan on a caravan
to visit his uncle Chan can in Japan....

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