Trong Van : Writing

My death

My death

A Poem by Trong Van


There he comes from nowhere In the ward that I share With patients on their deathbeds Why pick me? That’s not fair! It&r..
Open our heart

Open our heart

A Poem by Trong Van


Not too late to open our heart Take them in and make them feel home Here is safe for many years to come Leave their past behind, move for..
Stand up for yourself

Stand up for yourself

A Poem by Trong Van


Who you love, that’s your business Don’t let them to have any say You can be either straight or gay As you wish! Decision..
Nude bather

Nude bather

A Poem by Trong Van


On the beach, young bather takes off All his clothes and puts on sunscreen Then jumps in, water's so pristine Like the fish, he swims..
Moody look

Moody look

A Poem by Trong Van


God looks bad, when he's upset So am I, we have the same genes Everyone knows what I mean Don't expect someone be gorgeous All the..

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