Philo Yan

Veteran Poet - 1,716 Points (Malaysia)

Philo Yan Poems

601. The Sun 11/23/2015
602. The Truth About Aging 8/29/2012
603. The Two Timing Man 1/16/2013
604. Them 1/21/2013
605. Third Wheel 2/1/2015
606. Thoughts 10/19/2014
607. Thoughts In Words 12/15/2012
608. Thoughts That Warms Your Heart 3/20/2013
609. Three Friends 9/25/2012
610. Tiger Stretches 1/18/2013
611. Tigress At The Waterfalls 9/3/2012
612. Time Appears To Have Wings 9/30/2013
613. Time To Leave 2/26/2015
614. Tomorrow May Never Come 11/19/2013
615. Toothpaste 9/29/2012
616. Touch 4/24/2013
617. Trolls 10/1/2013
618. True Beauty 10/20/2012
619. True Bully 2/6/2013
620. True Love (According To Twilight) 12/14/2012
621. Truth Is Found In The Middle Grounds 7/26/2013
622. Turbulence 4/16/2013
623. Tweety Birds 10/7/2012
624. Twenty-One 9/12/2012
625. Two Kinds Of Women 7/9/2014
626. Under The Tickle Tree 8/26/2014
627. Universal Blurness 12/31/2013
628. Unseen 12/19/2012
629. Valentine's Day Love 2/14/2013
630. Vanity Fair 8/20/2012
631. Verbal Vs Non-Verbal 5/30/2013
632. Virtual Poet Friends 1/28/2015
633. Walk Away 10/15/2013
634. Walk In The Woods 1/11/2014
635. Walking In The Rain 7/26/2013
636. Walls 10/10/2013
637. Walls Are Built 10/10/2013
638. Want Or Need To Know? 4/9/2013
639. Water Bird 10/14/2012
640. Water Pearls 4/9/2014
Best Poem of Philo Yan

Lion's Roar

In the jungle, a lion's roar,
Loud rumbling from it's core.
Magnificent mane of golden brown,
He is a king but wears no crown.

Predator and enemy they have two,
Human hunters, Hyenas too.
The lion and his lioness pride,
If you cross them, run, don't hide.

The roar of a Lion,
The rolling sound of thunder,
The chase of a Lion,
His prey runs asunder.

The Lion's roar is his symbol,
Of Strength, Of Leadership, Of pride,
The raw Roar sound is tribal,
His pride, so true, abide.

Read the full of Lion's Roar

Pure Ripples

A child is pure
The mind is fresh
as newly fallen snow
No blemish, scars in the heart
or words to taint the tongue
Their senses remains innocent
Their view of the world is true
The sight and sound of all is new
But when the soul of the child awakes
Ripples soon ensues..

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