tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50120367864771959172024-03-05T07:42:36.022-08:00Poetry By Hoai HoHoai Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13128923686014678393noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012036786477195917.post-54540003926670953172015-02-24T19:17:00.000-08:002015-02-26T06:03:55.179-08:00What is Blue?<br />
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Blue is the tears of salty water.<br />
The sound of crying, sobbing, and squealing in pain.<br />
Smells like fresh raindrops.<br />
Blue feels like there is no hope or relief.<br />
Taste like sour blueberries,<br />
not yet to be ripened.<br />
Blue is the lingering sadness in our hearts,<br />
the starry night of the shining stars.<br />
Blue is suffocating, sometime.<br />
Blue is me.<br />
<br />Hoai Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13128923686014678393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012036786477195917.post-67218842600261999782015-02-24T18:15:00.000-08:002015-02-25T16:26:52.713-08:00Japan Tsunami and Earthquake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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News exploding, they're calling.<br />
Run away from shore, fly away from Tokyo.<br />
Waves splashing like race car,<br />
"Oh, what to do?", people yelling and crying for help.<br />
House shaking, I curl in a ball.<br />
To be able to survive,<br />
we all must try and go.<br />
Away from the shore, the water rushing.<br />
Looking out, staring into the sea.<br />
It's coming for Tokyo.<br />
It's coming fast.<br />
After decades it happen again.<br />
Tsunami, tsunami, wave rushing in.<br />
It's hitting again.<br />
Destroying homes, buildings, lives, and hope.<br />
People suffocating.<br />
Tokyo, what have we become?Hoai Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13128923686014678393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012036786477195917.post-41816356935582976552015-02-24T06:08:00.001-08:002015-02-26T06:04:16.076-08:00Be Unique<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This world, is full of faces.<br />
Different color and tastes.<br />
But you really can't know everybody.<br />
People tend to believe on what they hear and see.<br />
I'm weird and can be funny.<br />
But no one seems to notice.<br />
Kind of innocent, no, everybody lies.<br />
Being judge on everything you do.<br />
But no, they make mistakes too.<br />
Now I'm growing, but very slow.<br />
Wishing one day, I'll glow as bright as the stars I want to be.<br />
Look at the sun, and you'll see me shining.Hoai Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13128923686014678393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012036786477195917.post-48042871104675266262015-02-24T06:02:00.000-08:002015-02-26T06:01:56.122-08:00A Kindergarten TeacherI'm usually a very stylish teacher,<br />
"Ah" with my long silky hair.<br />
Teachers wear glasses, I don't.<br />
I rock contacts.<br />
Super skinny jeans and sweaters are on the go.<br />
Kids everyday, I see them.<br />
Markers, crayons, papers and toys.<br />
Seeing these kids makes me full of joy.<br />
Book bags pink, black, blue, brown, rainbow.<br />
Textbooks and A.B.Cs.<br />
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Sometime I heard a loud scream or cries.<br />
It goes like "Oww" "Wahhh".<br />
As a teacher, that is not a good sign.<br />
If two kids were fighting.<br />
I would come and stopped them.<br />
In class, I always have bars of candy.<br />
If they looked as if they were about to cry,<br />
I gave it to them, and others.<br />
As a teacher, I'm fair.<br />
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Every child deserves to have someone,<br />
who believe in them.<br />
I watches them as the light bulb go on,<br />
that's when they got a ideas.<br />
As the light go off,<br />
that's when I know they need me.<br />
Watching them one by one, day by day,<br />
I knew that they will be wonderful.<br />
I am motivated to watch these kid grow up.<br />
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In a big circle, we sat.<br />
I read them stories.<br />
They listen quietly.<br />
Kids are easy to deal with.<br />
Some are like bombs<br />
that can explode any minute.<br />
But as long as I give them my attention,<br />
they can be very cute and naive.<br />
Especially when they read to me.<br />
Their cheeks, I want to squeeze.<br />
Teaching and kids, I love.<br />
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