Monthly Archive: September, 2021

Quách Thoại | My little sister (3)

Originally posted on SONGNGUTAITRAM:
By Quách Thoại, translation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm   My little sister   I have a little sister  Only fifteen Whom I loved very much Died in a…

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Quách Thoại | Night (6)

Originally posted on SONGNGUTAITRAM:
By Quách Thoại, translation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm   Night   Numb with sadness was my heart In the street, the return of dusk By the door I…

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“Losing Me”

Originally posted on Kill the Mirage Poetry:
I’m losing me,or so to speak,but to where I’ve gone, it’s hard to say,I’ve gone away,or so it feels,parts of me, seemingly ceased,though I don’t know…

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UnFree

Originally posted on Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes:
I will never get back the person that I once was… I know now that I am someone that you never really loved……

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Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate…

   Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate … The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning. You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain. The Germany… Continue reading

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We loan, we borrow and we steal…

We loan, we borrow and we stole… The Winter of 1978, we create boundless nights, we made  thousand promises for love and you taught me. We loan, we borrow and we stole.  The… Continue reading

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Would you?

Would you? —————————————————I am sorry I caused you pain. I wouldn’t want to break your heart, I am a forgotten man and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not, for men who… Continue reading

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Who are we? What did I become??

We become, whom we suppose to be.                   Who are we? What did I become? The poet wrote into a journal.“Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Greed,… Continue reading

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Mystical places…

Mystical places A Poem by Coyote PoetryFirst love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever.                                Mystical places….. Many types… Continue reading

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Broken promises and forgotten places…

Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote PoetryA wise man accept responsibility for his actions.                                     Broken promises and lost places… I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers fields… Continue reading

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