kisssapanadi

my friend

he is good charater good education level
he is also got kind heart

rrred at every solution

Two brother,
In the drained cups
threesome foursome
mingled one with single table
desires1!
the blossoming futurity appeals
mouthy ripples from tea-table
lrampled by the cassettee tunes
echo of lay phyu swarmed ....reels
gradullay
with gvils and masqueraded pals inflated
wiles stealthed forward
ignorance to those -unabated
it was me!
consumming every missings
met with artificial smiles repeatedly
let not to bake in the sun
the city abounds with germs
the warm well being unearthed
come my friend
cleanse your wounds
beautiful morning song
the dancing birds
weaving into the new dream home along
to chill the penetrated heart with ice
unsatiated incessant partition as though
frequency of split being split up
before discovery of the gene life
let's change the slrained legs
say! before collapsing asunder
sub,translated by MR myoe khaing

poem

can understand when u read,
On tho horizon,suddenly,
a row of white spots quietly cuts
across the blue sky,then bread ens to a crack
where liquid ruby swiris and turns,
an indistinct sign of dawn

in the obscure silence under the stars
not too far from the river port
a boat moves quietly up the creek
a jungle boy in short-sleeved shirt
crouches in the bottom of the boat
and puts his hands underneath a pile
of straw where is hidden a machine gun

dimly in the quiet darkness
in the creek's bend,against the trees
at tidal level on the beach
a fascist outpost stands

soon as the boat rounds the of the creek
it turns into the tongue of land
and as it closes suddenly
the silence is rent by machine gun fire
which reverberates up and down the creek
the moon night thinly divides the right
the moon next gently rocks on the clouds
then if fully smile down to illuminate the night
in the wide field at the edge of the wood
a flickermg lantern is slowly waved
and from the sky a dangling circle falls
glistening as it descents:an airdrop
a village ravaged suddenly

its inbabtants all run away
now charred with fire and vaccum dry
when a feeble breeze stirs the black scorched earth
the weak bark of a dog is faintly herad
star flowers share the ground with the sere leaf
which half- red and half-yellow
falls lazily twirling to the ground
carried by the early summer breeze
the old leaf is discarded in time for the new
a white star in a red ground