Natasa Tocuc

Veteran Poet - 1,102 Points (Saigon)

Natasa Tocuc Poems

321. Music 9/18/2006
322. Moonlight- Haiku 7/15/2006
323. In His Hands 7/15/2006
324. Grandfather‘s Love 9/9/2012
325. I Love My Brother A Lot. 5/3/2014
326. Happy Birthday Barack Obama 7/23/2014
327. A Lovely Leaf 5/3/2014
328. Winter Love 1/26/2014
329. Happy Birthday Michelle Obama 1/14/2014
330. Spring Fever 7/15/2006
331. Enticing Love - Adult Content 7/15/2006
332. Dear Darling, Dear Darling 5/10/2014
333. Forgive My Losing Loved You 1/22/2015
334. A Mother's Day Poem For Lang Nguyen 5/11/2014
335. The Red Tulips -Haiku 7/15/2006
336. Spring Shine 9/11/2012
337. Loveless 9/12/2012
338. Mom's Birthday 7/15/2006
339. The Poem For My Young Brother 5/22/2014
340. Loneliness Love Life 1/8/2014
341. The Flowers 1/9/2014
342. My Love - Sweet Honey 1/26/2014
343. So Sweet- Adult Content 7/15/2006
344. Blue Sky 7/15/2006
345. The Lady Moon 7/15/2006
346. A Spring Love 7/15/2006
347. Autumn At Virginia 7/15/2006
348. A Happy Birthday President Obama 8/1/2016
349. Mytears' S Drops -new- 10/13/2019
350. Life With Buddha 3/18/2015
351. Happy Birthday Joe Biden 11/19/2013
352. Forget Me Not 5/4/2014
353. A Love Song 9/14/2012
354. Mom And I 7/15/2006
355. The Wedding's Day 7/15/2006
356. Sister & Sister In Law 7/15/2006
357. Spring Love 1/12/2015
358. Spring Flowers 11/13/2013
359. Spring Without You 7/15/2006
360. A Love Spring 7/15/2006

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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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