Burmese Poems in English
Stanzas of our 20 years
Aung Way
August 4th 2008
Red, red, Oh’ August
We have nothing to lose but our chains.
Red, red, Oh’ August
We have promises to keep, and miles to go before we sleep.
Red, red, Oh’ August
Let’s hope for the best, prepare for the worst.
The Ghost
Nyane Thit
August 30th, 2007
– The night hit hard with dark storm
The dark soaked in every corner
There in the dark came
The misery in stealth
And you …
I have longed for your smile .
– Under the dazzling search light
With the mystical might
There at the roof edge
Dangled and gone
Then run the scared wardens
From the side of hangman ward
Stirred by sight of yours
Let us sing for Unsung Heroes
MoeMaKa Win
Breaths there the man with soul so dead,
who never hath enshrined his heart with the Dhamma(Buddha’s teachings),
who can spread goodwill and loving kindness all around?
