Gilbert Pangyarihan Poems
|1.||I Long To Play My Violin||5/4/2007|
|3.||Birds Of Hong Kong||4/20/2005|
|4.||I Went To The Forest To Find A Violin||4/20/2005|
|5.||The Old Are The Forgers Of Tomorrow||4/12/2016|
|6.||A Refugee's Urgent Plea||4/20/2005|
|7.||Land Of The Mighty||4/25/2003|
|8.||Kite And String||6/10/2003|
|10.||Ode To The Blacksmith||4/20/2005|
|11.||I Caught The Arrow Of Longfellow||6/12/2003|
|12.||A Poem Very Long||6/7/2003|
|13.||Writing Poems Is Cool||6/7/2003|
|15.||I Know Only Poems With Rhyme||6/17/2004|
Comments about Gilbert Pangyarihan
I Know Only Poems With Rhyme
To the children of the world
I know only poems with rhyme
That stay in tune with ev’ry clime.
I know only poems with beat
That make me stand up on my feet.
When poets all have breathed their last,
And poems are buried in dust,
Then children will come out in time
To dig the poems, black with grime.
And when the cloud of dust is gone,
And children are through having fun,
They’ll throw away poems like lime
But pick up only those with rhyme.