i sit now thinking....
about you, dearest Dad
how long it has been, this sad

i am looking to outside's view
how everything seems so new

i am looking through this window
how time has fled so fast and full of sorrow

i still see clearly that i am enjoying the mocca
in that cosy Ragusa ice saloon in Jakarta

we two only on my favourite spot
all delicious things are far from hot

it was a delicate coldness, that mocca
i only want to say i love you very much
and the most happiest Happy Birthday Pappa!

but now you aren't here anymore, not today nor tomorrow
i must admit that that day i was in deepest sorrow

i am looking through this window
the people moving so very slow

like a film in the cinema in slow motion
your coffin passing by left me in greatest emotion

how i wished to go along with you
now i only whisper these words i love you so true
and happiest Happy Birthday to You

soft, tenderly and with a most loving thought
i know that you´ll come here today

melancholic emotions, i am in tears,
and more i have brought
for you Today especially for you my Daddy Dearest
i know Today you´ll be here as the nearest
so i am whispering in your ears
as you know me of course with more tears

the most happiest Happy BirthDay Pappa!
and Many Cosy Returns in Jakarta



© Sylvia Frances Chan

Congratulations for you, my dear nephew
as you have become today two, so very few
years still, but your future is growing now
can only tell you, you'll be greatest, don't know how
but in some way you manage your life brilliantly
I can see at your eyes, your love and life be fantastically
I'll pray and ask the Lord to bless you immensely
dear Hudson, my happiest wishes for Mum and Daddy
be happy at heart and be wise from the start
God has blessed you with brains that smart

P.F. 2 July 2014,
your auntie Sylvia


© Sylvia Frances Chan

How many times do I.............
love you dear......?
How many times do I care?
How many times must I tell you, love
How many times must I declare?
only have a moment
of bliss
have many times seen the end of this tunnel
and still I haven't  finished to pass this by

how many times I have to say
how many times should I have to whisper
how many times I should still digest
how many times must I still consume
how many times I have to come back from the dead

how many times must I die again
through graveyards around

just to sweep away the conjecture
away to comply
to your demands
is this a reprimand....?


© SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN

Hello Poetry
Hello Friend
or just Hello me...
Is there anyone at home?
Or am I alone with my own shadow?
No one in here
eerie atmosphere
I am at ease dear
no worries, no fear
for the first time
yes it is prime
alone in the Lion's hole
take care I remain whole



© Sylvia Frances Chan
wednesday 13-03-13
@3.13 hrs a.m.- W.E.Time

Happened to see a poetsite
happened to see this worldwide
in fact that's all I need
yet it does not give much speed
to me, to go on or to stop
am afraid it would be a flop
my alter ego does not react
why must my thoughts always be a fact?
now that I have got a friend or two
first I'll begin with How do you do?
then how many poems have you gathered
are they all filled with your lives battered
no mam, I have rather a happy childhood
no not that kind, mam, knock on wood
tell me, what is it then, how and what age?
wait mam, I'll be honest
was like a bird in a golden cage....



© Sylvia Frances Chan
  16-03-2013

Walking again
in evening dusk
it is a must

walking through immense wonders
poetrysites, poetryhomes and all that wonders
need to walk this evening bright
see the afterglow in the ditch alright

greet Hello Poetry and Hello Friend
walking through this immense land
who will I meet, who shall I greet?
where, what and when I'll tweet

all poetryhomes I have been
not really many sites I have seen
sad sound, mad sound, all insane
hellooooo oh no not that again!

walking through this endless land
looking for the right poetryman
afraid I must give up this time
no not again poetry sublime

the evening dusk lasts nightless long
what was that song, what had gone wrong
must I not do this walk or not...?
irgendwo I have a friend, but forgot

in this endless meadowland
just see a tippy-bit of gland
where is that ditch from far a stitch
with enough water and which
this is the source of health

finding it, oh what a wealth!
the afterglow is still the same
where is that source, is this a game?
oh, there at quite a distance
I can see with no resistance

oh so sorry, that man has run away
so, no poetryman this way
but where is the source now
clear chrystal water with that glow

oh look, the source...wow!
surely I'll find that bestimmt now
approaching the ditch that clear water
I hope it shall not alter
anymore into red water

bow myself into deepness
and see the beauty of clearness
wow, clear chrystal source
I see someone, please don't force

oh...hello....no one.....is it?
oh hello....feel so stupid
there is someone, it is Sylvie
now you know it, it's Hello me...


© Sylvia Frances Chan
saturday 13-04-13
@22.31 hrs p.m.- W.E.Time