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Hello Bangkok
I just want to sit here
If you don't mind
To write down what’s
In my mind
You can listen
You are all ears
I am a fluent pen
And a bleeding mind
Sit and listen
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Goodbye Trat
Hello Bangkok
Behold the alien
Look again
Do you recognize
that friend
Who ran once upon a night away from you
The fugitive
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Angels city
I came to you
an angel who missed a wing
(A flat tier in our earthly language)
But never lost the talent to sing
I came to you
Carrying in my left leg an injury
And in my mind a ditty
I came in a wheel chair
To be able
To move here and there
In order to absorb your beauty
Angels city
******
Often we fail to see
How close we are to thu
Although
We are much nearer
To we
Than the fish to the sea
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I wish I came limping
The truth is I can’t walk
The other truth is
I can still think
write
talk.
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My friend
I don’t claim
To be all the time right
But I still disintegrate
All over the space
Left and right
Okay, I slipped
Does that make me
Not right?
I feel
I am the left wing
The conservative right
the liberal
Who can climb
The highest height
alright Bangkok alright
I said what I ought to say
Can I say good night
See you tomorrow
morning
Or at night
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Oh Bangkok
Don’t cry for me
I am the one who should cry
Baby Bangkok
It is all right
Good night
Sleep tight
And if ever you see me
In a dream
Tell me how
To wake up
My lazy mind
How to run
Seek
In order to find
How to
Define my goals
My destination
dream reasonably ..
Dream right
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Carrying in my head
A bunch of rhythm and rhyme
Packaged in a flaunting poem
I utter it from the top
Of my mobile throne
(wheel chair)
That helps me to move around
Here and there
To inhale your fragrance
To absorb your beauty
Angels city
_______
I tripped against Koh Chang
trapped tightly in Trat
I am now here
On your platform
Full of feelings
Meanings
Thoughts
And a deep desire to write
_____
I just want to sit down
Here and write
Alright if you sit besides me
To listen
alright
You have ears
And I have thoughts
Dropping like tears
Alright
If your mood is right
Simplistic
Yet thought provoking. The landscape aroused the poet in you and the sound of the flow was quite pleasing. Much enjoyed.
Yes my friend. I believe
Yes my friend. I believe beauty is so simple and so should be poetry. I could be wrong. One thinker once said: our doctrine is the truth that could be false and our oponent's doctrine is the false that could be right. Nothing is absolute.
Thanks for taking the time to read.
So Glad
I took the time to read you today. This is marvelous. The address seems to be to one who would be a writer, which begins as being a good listener. One winged - no stopping the poet - enjoyed muchly. - allets -
Thank you dear for giving my
Thank you dear for giving my pathetic words your kind attention.
Malcom X is also so dear to me as well as Martin Luther King, Nelson Mandala, The deli lama, and before them Gandhi and before him many good individuals who tried to reform life in a nice peaceful way.
My health condition now is not that great but I promise you I will get the energy to read you and I am sure your words will raise my moral.
Bardon me for any spelling or misprinting you may notice in my response.