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Cathy Zhang Poems
The Gates of Heaven
Saint Peter stands guard at the gates of Heaven Letting in those who never committed a sin, But for those who did, will not come in And down they go for punishment!
Image Of Perfection
He's a god, the image of perfection One touch and I'm entwined in the net; One stare in his jade gaze and I melt An angel and Cupid, the two have met:
The Feeling I Can't Explain
It wasn't love at first sight We grew onto one another in time, Now one look at him makes my day bright All I want from him is to make him mine.
Say not of kindness for he is there, To help you survive, To help you care, To keep you alive.
There are a lot of beverages But there's one that feels like a kiss As I drank it A fire was lit
It is in all our chests It is the shine of light In all despair It will not end here
Will the Earth end in heat? Water, rubble, ice, or fire? From Earth's death will we meet Our doom, our death, or our desires?
Remember your memories For they are the keys To your life, to your heart It'll be troublesome to part
I wandered in a quiet, lovely garden And stumbled into a patch of roses, I walked back and said, 'Pardon, ' But took a step forward to be closer,
When I close my eyes to see, The wonderful movie starring me. This is it, so let me be, Just hear a few words of mine.
The battle that's never won The forever-lasting winter. The hurricane of destruction Covers and destroys many.
I think I will not be there To see a flower be less that fair A flower whose hungry mouth looks up To see the shining sun above
Shakespeare? What a Bore!
I have to read a play That the famous Shakespeare wrote I try to create the longest delay But the horror keeps coming close
I don't want to be Someone simple and normal Just being me Is far from being usual
Comments about Cathy Zhang
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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The Gates of Heaven
Saint Peter stands guard at the gates of Heaven
Letting in those who never committed a sin,
But for those who did, will not come in
And down they go for punishment!
Powerful God rules with the angels
All light and pure and kind and glad
The Garden of Eden from windowsills
Watch from the gates that hold back the bad
Happiness and perfection will never be felt,
From those on Earth and in Hell,
The pain and sadness away will melt
As quick as a jingle of a bell;
But for what price do you give to live,
In the glorious Heaven above?