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Phuc Phan Poem
A key,
A cup tea
Oh the definition of life!
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Phuc Phan Poem
Young, childish
the cupid as his love.
Oh, what a joke!
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Phuc Phan Poem
Thank you, mother
You like a melody of life,
A small flame that warm me alive.
But now that piece of music is lifeless,
As the soul, the heart, the inspirational,
Were lost into time.
Oh memories!
Oh mother!
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You surround me by the words of your heart,
and warm me up by the heat of your hands
but who knows the end of this beautiful art,
will appear and fade on this wonder land.
How could this be, an ever-fixed mark
that always stick deep down into my mind?
My heart broke down and sank into the dark,
I never knew you were always behind.
Just now i admit that i fell in love,
But i never knew of what would happen.
and the friendship that we together wove
is the torn of disappointment taken.
love is sweet but it'll merciless by time,
but sometime love is permanent in mime.
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Gently appears on the delightful scene
Graceful on her blue dress
Mighty with her words
And on her face bloom a beautiful smile.
She crafts an image from water and nature
Like a print inside human mind.
Yes, she is the wonder sea.
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A beautiful melody within your soul
That connects your life to the world.
And help you to discover the life,
To float in every word in your scripts.
I,who Insprirate your imagination
And open the literature window.
Words as it had live inside you,
But the truth or lies in all you scenes could not hide behind Me,
Because I'm the eye of Shakespeare.
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Day quickly passes
And following by night.
Won't there be a time
When the world is slowing down?
Crowded and lifeless
I'm standing here,
In a shiny town.
But why a part of me
Feeling sad and miserable.
Like a charming painting of life
Missing a line to complete.
Sitting on the train,
I look from my window
Wonder how life is,
Above all these structures.
Would it be a place
That full of hope,
Where nature is waving?
Or it just a kindergarden dream
That still alive in this modern world.
Dreamy but powerful
Like a print image inside my mind.
A beautiful piece of music
Joining up the soul of life.
It when things should stop,
Relax and wait.
For the moment of nature
Cover up the missing space.
A drop of water lands
Gently onto the ground.
A symbol, a signal
Of the brand new start.
Living above the busy town,
Is the world of peace and tranquility.
Calm and miracle,
A sweet lullaby sung into the air,
Whispering through the cracks of leaves,
To drive away the blue atmosphere
And replace by a joyful rainbow.
Craft an art of the mother nature
Calling and waiting for her children
To notice of what they've leave behind.
Yet, it is not too late,
There's still time for another change.
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Opening the window of the eye
Thee will see the soul of mine
Is hidden behind the blackness
Covered around a gas of darkness.
Lean nearer to see by thy eyes
How this world has become a lie.
Playful but dangerous
Seeking for every movements of thy curious.
My eyes will always follow you
My ears are all above you;
Be careful for what you say, because the jester never forgive.
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