Luo Zhihai

Gold Star - 173,775 Points [Luo Zhihai] (In 1954 December / Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China)

Luo Zhihai Poems

8681. Beat All -new- 5/9/2018
8682. To Wang Lun (Seven Jue) 3/9/2015
8683. Guest On The Smoke Billow, The Vast Mind 4/7/2016
8684. Mind Of Summer Moon 12/19/2016
8685. Are Open-Minded 8/15/2016
8686. People At The Middle Age 3/30/2018
8687. A Comic Book 10/26/2017
8688. The Spring Equinox 3/29/2018
8689. Liquor Strong.. 9/30/2017
8690. The Yellow Sky Lake 8/27/2017
8691. Spring Thinking 3/9/2015
8692. Song Of Fort 3/18/2015
8693. Ancient Poetry 3/18/2015
8694. Cherishing High Aspirations(Sanlianti) 2/25/2015
8695. Quiet Mood 10/23/2017
8696. With Great Care 10/3/2017
8697. Bamboo, Pine And Willow 11/23/2017
8698. Late Swallow 3/18/2015
8699. White Poplar Flowers 3/19/2015
8700. Find Your Voice 2/27/2015
8701. After Rain 1/23/2015
8702. Joy And Peace In Believing 12/26/2014
8703. Her Eyes 2/25/2015

Comments about Luo Zhihai

  • Mercedes Cy (4/20/2018 5:32:00 PM)

    I am enjoying your poems. They touch me.

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  • Simone Inez Harriman (7/16/2017 12:34:00 PM)

    Luo your poetry is astounding. Stunningly beautiful poems flow from your pen. You are very gifted.

  • Rajnish Manga Rajnish Manga (11/14/2016 9:55:00 PM)

    Luo Zhihai is quite at ease with English as well as Chinese. He is the poet of life and nature, beauty and hope. I loved reading his couplets and other poems and found them gripping and profound in their meaning.

  • Randhir Kaur Randhir Kaur (8/1/2016 4:51:00 AM)

    You are poet of POETS....The best poet of couplets....keep going dear...

  • Jian Liying (7/6/2015 7:08:00 AM)


  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (3/18/2015 8:33:00 PM)

    your verses touch my heart

Best Poem of Luo Zhihai

Her Eyes

★ Her Eyes

☆ Poetry by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.

Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, -
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.

But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
'There are women ...

Read the full of Her Eyes

A Book

★A Book
☆by Emily Dickinson

There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;

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