Luo Zhihai

Gold Star - 151,734 Points [Luo Zhihai] (In 1954 December / Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China)

Luo Zhihai Poems

7641. Guest On The Smoke Billow, The Vast Mind 4/7/2016
7642. Are Open-Minded 8/15/2016
7643. Mind Of Summer Moon 12/19/2016
7644. Liquor Strong.. 9/30/2017
7645. The Yellow Sky Lake 8/27/2017
7646. Spring Thinking 3/9/2015
7647. Song Of Fort 3/18/2015
7648. Ancient Poetry 3/18/2015
7649. Cherishing High Aspirations(Sanlianti) 2/25/2015
7650. With Great Care 10/3/2017
7651. Quiet Mood 10/23/2017
7652. A Comic Book 10/26/2017
7653. Bamboo, Pine And Willow 11/23/2017
7654. Late Swallow 3/18/2015
7655. White Poplar Flowers 3/19/2015
7656. Joy And Peace In Believing 12/26/2014
7657. After Rain 1/23/2015
7658. Find Your Voice 2/27/2015
7659. Her Eyes 2/25/2015

Comments about Luo Zhihai

  • Simone Inez Harriman 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.

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  • 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 Burdock—clawed My Gown

★ A Burdock—clawed my Gown

☆by Emily Dickinson

A Burdock—clawed my Gown—
Not Burdock's—blame—
But mine—
Who went too near
The Burdock's Den—

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