Thursday, March 5, 2009

Today . . .

Today . . .

No electricity in my town,

People are dark.

I look for the moon,

But only dark buildings look back me down.

Some windows are closed.

I don't remember

Mine is opened or closed.

I skipped school yesterday.

By the way,

I miss my teacher so much.

I was writting a poem in my mind,

While I slipped in the crowd.

Sitting . . .

Thinking . . .

Counting down the stars,

All the people I loved are missing from them.

Don't know where that stars go.

I miss them . . .

I sing a song,

Candles closed their ears.

My shadow is running in front of me,

Want to step back . . .

To let the shadow chase me again.

By the way,

I miss my teacher so much . . .

(BS)

 

6 comments:

  1. No Ei,
    When I wrote this poem I miss my teacher not from AC . . .
    One of my favourite teachers who is as good as my parents ;)
    When i meet with you, I have many stories to tell you . .
    Now . . I'm planning to write poems about my teachers . . .
    When I grow old, I'm worry for forgetting them :)

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  2. က ရီး နာ လား ေဟ??
    ဟဲ ဟဲ စပ္ စု တာ. :P:P

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  3. haa haaa :D :D :D
    Noooooooooooooo
    You don't know who is my REAL teacher

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  4. sometimes . . . Our childhood is very cute naw sis

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