Sylvia Frances Chan

Veteran Poet - 1,661 Points (Jakarta, Indonesia)

Sylvia Frances Chan Poems

1. Wish You A Happy Birthday, Baby 12/5/2011
2. 'Bout Me 12/5/2011
3. My Special Friend 12/5/2011
4. Where Is Marieta, Where Is She? 12/5/2011
5. Life Is Hard 12/13/2011
6. Just Begun 12/13/2011
7. Far Away 12/13/2011
8. This Morn 12/13/2011
9. To Know Him 12/13/2011
10. I Feel You In My Heart 12/13/2011
11. Honesty 12/13/2011
12. Love 12/13/2011
13. Genius 12/13/2011
14. Dreamland 12/13/2011
15. Message From My Heart 12/13/2011
16. And Then She Was Gone (Part 5) 12/13/2011
17. Our Wandering 12/13/2011
18. The Lord 12/13/2011
19. Missing You 12/13/2011
20. Love You So Much 12/13/2011
21. The End 12/13/2011
22. Her Name Is 12/13/2011
23. The Story 12/13/2011
24. Fragments Of My Mind 12/13/2011
25. Silence Is The Entrance 10/20/2012
26. Most Difficult 10/29/2014
27. Ordinary Words About A Poem 10/29/2014
28. Saying Goodbye Temporarily 10/29/2014
29. Ora Et Labora 10/29/2014
30. The Above Human Brain 10/29/2014
31. Een Zeer Gelukkige Verjaardag, Dr. Pintu Mahakul 4/20/2017
32. A Very Happy Birthday, Dr. Pintu Mahakul(2) 4/20/2017
33. A Very Happy Birthday, Dr. Pintu Mahakul(3) 4/20/2017
34. Why? 12/15/2011
35. Just Mine Poetry -new- 6/17/2017
36. The Girl With The Golden Earring 12/5/2011
37. S-Haiku-No Limits 8/14/2012
38. The Quiet Spirit 12/13/2011
39. Up On The Hills Near The Daffodils 12/13/2011
40. Under The Cherry-Tree 12/5/2011
Best Poem of Sylvia Frances Chan

The Breath Of Life

The Breath Of Life
To smell The Sun
to feel The Wind
to breathe the Fresh Air from within
to experience The Stormy Weather
to walk on Top Of The Ocean
to talk with The Highest Emotion
to live The Real Life
to know The Real Love
to say Good Morning to The Dove
those are Steps in The Breath of Life
those are Parts in The Breath of Our Life
we'd care for it with Gentle Love, no knife

© Sylvia Frances Chan - Sat Aug 13 - 2011
copyright - All Rights Reserved

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Under The Cherry-Tree

As I saw a muscled man walking by
I remember those summerdays as a passerby
when days were still warm and got hotter
Come here lie with me under the Cherry-tree, my doctor
So cosy and pleasant a warm companion
was I right or was it just an optional illusion?
Come lie close to me, cheek-to-cheek under the Cherry-tree
Make love to me, you're always busy I'm feelin' empty
Why should we be ashamed you my legal man set me on fire

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