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Wicha Surin Poems
What does the moon tell me
I starred at the sky, where there was no cloud flied, And there I saw the moon, passing while I was whistling a mournful tune,
the pearl inside
So suffer people are now, from what we call proud and such, seeking for peace when they are down, from outside in the world of lust.
Her name is Selene
Her shiny eyes are sunlight, so bright that millions stars can't compare, and with a dark walnut like, is her eyes you might see when she glares.
A hollow howl of a mighty wolf
Howling under the night sky, there was a beast pride, of his strengh and wisdom, yet his howling was so loud,
Heron and crow
Heron flies by with a crow, happiness flows through their mind, but when men grow bold, they interrupt the melody with their lies.
The Living Forest of Thyllya
The sun rises up in the east, greeting the whole world in delight. But then, I see the red dust of greed, rising from the west in the land of blight.
The sun rises and falls, the noon comes and goes, the globe turns around, and things change at all time.
O great mother of all
Feel the warm breeze blowing towards the bank, Swimming in the river are children of marine, Giving your life for those who has drunk, Your gracious crystal gift that make the world so green.
What do you see
Look into my eyes, what do you see? Some say I'm a gentleman, With steady mind as a working bee, Some say I'm the devil,
A turning man
There was a time when I heard the wind, whistling in a sorrowful song of sin, during the time of war that began, from a lustful heart within a man.
When I was walking in the rain, I saw something very strange. Looking into a water hole, I saw an unknown visage,
life of a prince
Once there was a prince who lived in a shack, with a little sack of gold and food, yet he loved what he had, and he feel no sad,
Lovely truth for temporal beauty
There was a beautiful queen living in a tower Asking the mirror everyday she did, with the same question in the same voice pitch: Mirror hanging on the wall
Comments about Wicha Surin
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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What does the moon tell me
I starred at the sky,
where there was no cloud flied,
And there I saw the moon,
passing while I was whistling a mournful tune,
And then she smile opon me.
The stars was playing the song,
While the moon was singing along,
And then I started to smile
without sorrowful feeling in my mind
I, then, started to think
what happiness she gave me in that hint,
of the music she sang to me.