Philo Yan Poems

And every Silence has a knowing
And every knowing has a Wisdom
And every Wisdom has a sorrow
And every sorrow has a kingdom
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I trust in you to trust yourself
I trust in me, I trust myself
And all the hopes you bring yourself
My hope in you, is to Be Yourself
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With many wishes
and flying kisses
that you may taste
many delish dishes
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IN YOUR FACE Beauty
Epic consistency
Vibrancy in colors
None paid in dollars
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A wise old owl sat on an oak
The more he saw, the lesser he spoke
The lesser he spoke, the more he heard
Why can't we all be like that bird?
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The moment of existence,
a blank book is given
Unseen pen unconciously write
Child of innocence, no history was written
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oh when one muse
it can be long
and one enthused
there's nothing wrong
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In a cool, pretty woods
lived an Eastern grass owl
pearls of wisdom he hoots
like a beautiful flower
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Baby Cheetah bites and pounce
and cheekily jumps around
He learns to stalk, he learns to play
and rolls on grassy land display
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There was this guy named Cotton
His first name sounds like Rotten
He streaks and complaints
on the south side of Maine
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