Philo Yan Poems

Ordinary items, extraordinary art,
Wooden pegs in a bowl I see, but what,
is that blue, red and yellow part?
A bar of soap, it does look somewhat.......
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One by one, dropping into the sea,
Seashells spiralling down the wild blue yonder,
If the world does not have a sea, what would life be?
That would be something to reflect and ponder.
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Sweet lass in a pretty yellow dress,
Eyes cast downwards, daintily seated
Looking lovely in her new yellow dress,
Does she not look a little conceited?
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A secret now revealed,
Mystery Lady, her face unveiled.
Standing in the dark shadow,
Lovely lilac eye shadow,
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Exotic pair twirls mid-air,

Mating dance, And if by chance,
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Two little girls sitting with a boy,
Sharing a cup of coke,
Girl on his right grabbing like a toy,
He jabs the other girl a poke.
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I am now fifty but I am still nifty.

What construes a senior, that we are no more leaner?
What construes a senior, our skin begins to look saggy?
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Calmness of the pale blue light,

An empty boat in line of sight.
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A fleeting life for you.
Flower nectar, Sweet food,
To mate and die for good,
The cycle of life begins
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A man in throes of sadness,

Emotion strong sorrowness,
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