HONGRI YUAN - POEMS

Hongri Yuan, born in China in 1962, is a poet and philosopher interested particularly in creation. Representative works include Platinum City, Gold City, Golden Paradise , Gold Sun and Golden Giant. His poetry has been published in the UK, USA ,India ,New Zealand, Canada and Nigeria.

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​Return Riding Dragon

Someday I will open the door of the labyrinth of stars,
make the smile of the kingdom of heaven stun the garden of the world.
Oh, sad and happy! The obsolete plot have lossed poetry like the duplicate crown.
When the gold is transparent in flames, the solemn flower of the king blooms
you'll hear prehistoric songs that have been forgotten for too long
Oh, that past ever thee, the giant who knows hardly sorrow return riding dragon
from the top of massive tower of gold beyond the sky.

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​Wings of Light

Every day is a dreamland , and if you see my golden palace in heaven?
Yes, many interstellar kingdom twinkle within the litttle room of stone.
The music of the giant is the honey of soul, which gives you wings of light,
Yet you are surprised at the time had never passed,
the one who wearing diamond armor yourself out of the world.

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​That Fragrance Face of Golden Rainbow which Make The Heavens fully Drunk
 

I miss the prehistoric days, sweetness is in my body,
and heaven and earth is own shadow.
It is not the sun that illuminates all things,
but I have a great many eyes of my souls that make tomorrow as transparent as yesterday
Above the vault of heaven there are also a great many giant cities of joy,
and those giants seems like another one of my own ,
which make me have no idea of loneliness and sadness,
however every death is a sunrise which make the oblivion of night bloom the asagumoes, 
that fragrance face of golden rainbow which make the heavens fully drunk.

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Ten Thousand Years Are Just a Day of Your Soul

Ten Thousand years are just a day of your soul
Maybe you are more ancient than the legendary God
And the silver city on the other planets
blooms to you on the blue smiling coast
While you dreamed about the mysterious words
and the songs of the soul from the golden heaven
which let you forget the earthly library
and the past highfalutin classics of the East and the West

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​Wings of the Phoenix
 

​Carve a window in the wall of the phantom of the world
Let the rain of fragrance from heaven in to bathe the soul
When you hear the madadayo song of the angels
You will see the golden transparent skin of the earth
Your eyes will twinkle like stars
Yesteryears will disappear like clouds
A golden scepter held in your hand
Will create picturesque mountains and rivers
Transform the heavens into jade
And the sound of the dragons will help you reach nirvana
Like a phoenix spreading its huge wings.
 

​I Pulled a Sword out of a Rose
 

​I pulled a sword out of a rose
I repelled the eternal night with a starlight
I made God retire
Return the golden stick in his hands
I carved a spell in the mask of the sky with lightning
Made the stars dance
Made the sea sweet
Made the giants return from the outer space
 

​The Wine of The Soul
 

​I woke up in a dream three million years ago
I am a giant living in a prehistoric Palace
The black of today is the white of yesterday and the red of tomorrow
My future is a huge platinum city
 
The heaven of east and west gods
there are my many outer space gardens
The rolls of the gobbledygook is my favourite
is my wine of the soul in the word