Natasa Tocuc

Freshman - 930 Points (Saigon)

Natasa Tocuc Poems

241. Life 5/3/2014
242. The Jade Buddha 5/4/2014
243. Distinct 5/14/2014
244. The Dream 5/14/2014
245. War 5/14/2014
246. Wonderful Love- - - 5/21/2014
247. Beloved 5/21/2014
248. Thoughts 5/21/2014
249. For Everlasting Love 5/26/2014
250. Blue Love 5/26/2014
251. Let Enjoy The Poetry 5/27/2014
252. The Roses 5/27/2014
253. Forgive Me 7/7/2014
254. My Buddha 7/12/2014
255. San Jose Hills In My Thoughts 7/13/2014
256. My Dearest Mom 7/18/2014
257. Love Life- - 5/10/2014
258. Born To Be Loved 10/4/2014
259. Crazy Love 10/7/2014
260. Thought 1/12/2015
261. Love, Love Again? 1/13/2015
262. Beloved*** 1/13/2015
263. My Young Girl 1/22/2015
264. My Love For You 1/22/2015
265. My Love 1/26/2015
266. My Love******love 1/26/2015
267. Him My Darling! 3/29/2015
268. My Laptop 4/7/2015
269. Daddy The Love I Missed 6/19/2016
270. It Is Rather Blue In Paper 8/1/2016
271. A Happy Birthday President Barack Obama 8/2/2016
272. To August 4,2016 A Happy Birthday Obama 8/2/2016
273. Nature 8/29/2016
274. Bird 8/29/2016
275. Farewell 1/11/2017
276. Remember William 1/11/2017
277. Love For You 3/18/2017
278. Retirement 3/18/2017
279. I Had You Enough 4/8/2017
280. Weather 4/8/2017

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Best Poem of Natasa Tocuc

Happiness

Money is not the happiness.
Happiness can't sell or buy.
My happiness is my friends,
My lover and my family.
My happiness is charities,
It is supported the people
Who cared about me?
It is also to help my mom
Recover her illness.
My happiness is my friends
At Poet's workshop
That fills up full time to
read and review poems.
My happiness is to plant
the flowers
and to spent time
for my love's ones.
It is also my love
for my great country
That gives me a freedom.
To think of the happiness,
An ordinary life and an inspiration.

Read the full of Happiness

Red

Her hair is red
and brown,
Slanted over her forehead,
it makes a laugh
And I sing.
She does not listen her music,
Just sing along with me
and lets her red roses all
over the floor,
Slipping, scratching, sinking
Her hands into my hands,
We sing together a few smiles
and listen she plays the guitar

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