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Best Poems Written by Shane Zhao

Below are the all-time best Shane Zhao poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Summer Sunset

An artists paintbrush splashes againt a white canvas,
like the sun on an untouched sea
the palette of vibrant colours the same as
the rays of light reflecting off the waters surface.

Wielding his brush in between his fingers,
he mixes two colours carefully,
blurring the line
between the water and the beach.

He paints yet more,
leaving strokes of fading yellow, vibrant red and pink
upon the sea's deep blue ripples and frothing crests,
the sun's image shimmering on the surface.

Intricately he constructs serveral palm trees,
their leaves tickled by the wind,
their bodies forming delicate shadows
dotted all around the beach.

Ethereal rays of light illuminate the idyllic scene,
a majestic combination of ruby, violet and gold.
As the final strokes are set and done,
the silent painting jumps into a cacophony of life.

The cry of seagulls.
The neverending crash of the sea,
palm trees swaying gently in the ocean breeze
as the sun slowly sinks beneath the waves.

Ah!
A summer's sunset

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The Grapefruit Tree

For so long 
It’s just been you and I
Darting around the house,
Every weekend and holiday
Each summer, easter, autumn.
Circling the place that was our home.
Be it tag, hide and seek or simon says,
We’d always end up round
This little tree, on the ground
Basking in the sunlit garden.
Our grapefruit tree, branded with
12 sets of our initials
Set side by side,
Each neater and more intricate
Than the next,
Cuddled up against each other.
It grew as we did,
Its fruit ripening slowly throughout
The summer months,
From a harsh yellow
To a soft tangerine.
But unlike the tree as we aged,
Our blossoms began to wilt.

The end came that summers day
At your coming-of-age party.
When those words left your mouth
I felt all the air betray my lungs,
All the blood my heart
And all the light my eyes.
You left me broken and helpless,
Sobbing in front of our tree
In between shouts of
“Happy birthday!”.

Now every valentine’s day,
I buy a grapefruit from the shop,
Doff its orange coat
And remove its fiery insides.
Place it neatly on a ceramic plate,
Slowly eat it 
Pearly cell by pearly cell,
Each bite leaving a tremor in its wake.
It tastes sweet like our childhood innocence
And bitter like your so-called “child’s play”.

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Crush

I was skating on Saturn’s rings,
Ice shards tunnelling into my vision
Like blistering diamond tears
Melting away into a brilliant blue.

I was skating on Saturn’s rings,
Looked up and saw the mighty giant.
It smiled at me through its great eye,
decorated with lashes of pure golden beige.

I was skating on Saturn’s rings,
Is that even possible?
I looked towards the Earth.
And you were thinking about me.

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Afraid of Love or Afraid of Failure

"Hi".
One word takes my to those blue skies of heaven,
your voice the north on a compass in the sea.
How I crave for those brief interactions,
occasional furtive glances,
occasional day dreamy stares.
How I wish I could cover the distance between us in two great strides,
roll you in my embrace
and say what I've been holding on so deeply to you.
Alas I am but a coward,
always replying with an excitable yet shameful
"Hey".
Will I regret it?
Of course

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frost kissed forests

dawn, frozen forests.
mortal peril or adornment?
plum blossoms tremor.

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Waiting for the snow to melt

As a snowy blanket descends over the city
I sit on a wooden bench,
Waiting patiently, watching
Snowflakes dancing and melting as they fall into my hand.
I feel your absence keenly,
As if I’m missing a vital limb.
We once thought love could turn the tide of the heavens and the earth,
That it could move the mountains and the seas,
Yet we were just a mortal couple,
A single snowflake in this stormy mirth
All destined to become water eventually,
Destined to flow apart like we have so painfully.

I’d promised to protect you forever,
To shield you with my heart.
I’d promised to never leave your side,
To take you, hand-in-hand 
As we sailed the oceans of humanity together.
But when the sun’s rays broke the skyline
And all the snow gave way,
You left me for a better place, a brighter day.
Now I am left with just my memories,
Wispy remnants of your touch
And an empty aching heart,
Struggling to find devotion.

But still I sit on this bench, watching, waiting,
Remembering that although you are gone,
Our love nevertheless remains,
A unique fiery snowflake
Etched, deep into my veins.

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I forgot what this poem was originally about

Life hums with haste - the clock hands fly
thoughts slip past, clouds in the sky
like chalk on a rain-slick slate,
like the stars through a tremulous haze.

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Mourn not till the embers fade

Mourn not till the embers fade,
Till the blasphemous time forces us on our way.
Mourn not what is dying
But treasure instead what it created.
Listen to how the gulls cry;
They don’t mourn for our passing.
The littering fragments we left behind 
Will continue to rise and fall with the wind,
Dance and rejoice in the ringing bells.
Exhale.
Feel the tender breeze soften around us
Like falling feathers and marshmallows.
May our muddied footprints be forever plastered onto the path,
A deposit of completed childhoods.
How long ago were we last showered in gold or mahogany?
Last felt the tendrils of snow melting on our hands?
We could’ve never known that that was it.
The final time.
The final pen stroke on our final essay.
Overhead a helicopter cuts nonchalantly through the air,
Oblivious to the smouldering fires beneath
But till the embers fade to ash,
Memories will rejuvenate the flames.

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Friction

Flooded by falling petals,
shadows embrace like lovers,
shoulders brush past a stranger.

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Cherish

Though the sea is far, the wind still flies thereto.
Though the sun is set, it's rays still shine from afar.
Once submerged in the vast beauty of this world,
Yet never stopped by the mundane rocks
I held in my hand.

The water still runs crisp and clear from the olden days
But the bridge above has forever collapsed.
Blossoms fall, littering the surface,
The empty tree stands, a timeless guard.