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Tha Zwa Le’s Lyric

Posted: September 6, 2010 in Poems

Translated By Mrauk-U Thar

In the deserted pasture
Of the monkey king
Grow the mixed vegation of ‘Thabyu’ trees
The pig in greed
Muches on the trees.

A trap is laid
The pig is killed
The pasture is raised to the ground
And the crafty monkey
Cut up the piggy
To fill up his belly.

Only then, Oh Rakhine
You live in peace!

………………………
Translated By Mrauk-U Thar

http://kyaukphru.blogspot.com/2010/06/tha-zwa-les-lyric.html

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BECAUSE OF LOVE

Posted: September 2, 2010 in Poems

By Arakan Indobhasa

In spite of not being a golden fish,
Can swim across the ocean to meet you….

In spite of not being a bird,
Can fly to meet you in the sky….

In spite of not being a nightingale,
Can sing a sweet song for you….

In spite of not being a poet,
Can compose a lovely poem for you….


In spite of not being a composer,
Can compose a lovely song for you….

………….
27-5-2009
9:35 am

The December the Blood-Snow drops down

Posted: September 1, 2010 in Poems

By Ven. Indobhasa

At the night of the December so cool,
The peoples’ celebrating “Happy New Year”
I whose Freedom and Land have been lost,
Didn’t wish to take part in it;
I didn’t wish to feel happy
Under the word “Happy”.


It’s a really enjoyable one for other people,
Yet not for me, and all Arakanese as well.
For our Grand Parents, Great Grand Parents
And Great Great Grand Parents’ Blood dropping down
And in the whole my Father Land, Arakan Kingdom
In this month, cool December.

Ohh! December, December,December!
In this month our Arakanese’s blood
Dropped down onto the Earth together with snow.
Our Arakanese sacrificed their lives;
All our heritages were destroyed by Burmese
In this so cool December.

Despite it’s been for over Two Hundred Years
For losing our Kingdom, our Freedom;
For our Arakanese’s blood falling down;
For Our heritage being destroyed,
I and all Arakanese can’t disappear in their mind
What happened in the past time.

Ohh! December, December, December!
How I (and all Arakanese) can forget
The 31st Day of December!
———–0———-
31-12-2009
8:37 pm

(For unforgetable day of 31st December when our Kingdom was invaded by Burmese King, all classes of Arakanese were killed, and all our Heratages were destroyed)

MUM

Posted: December 5, 2009 in Poems
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Mother’s love is beyond measure, so
We have to pay a gratitude

To the benefactor of us, MOM.

Under the shade of Mom’s love,
I wish to live at the end of my life.

Mom, which is being called in our daily lives,
Is only three alphabets; yet
It’s the most auspicious one in this world.

…………………

BECAUSE OF LOVE

Posted: December 5, 2009 in Poems
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In spite of not being a golden fish,
Can swim across the ocean to meet you.

In spite of not being a bird,
Can fly to meet you in the sky.

In spite of not being a nightingale,
Can sing a sweet song for you.

In spite of not being a poet,
Can compose a lovely poem for you.

In spite of not being a composer,
Can compose a lovely song for you.

………….
27-5-2009
9:35 am

Who?

Posted: December 3, 2009 in Poems
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By Ven. Indobhasa

Kills many monks, and commits
The offence of causing schism in monastic order,
But not Devadattha

Destroys the Buddha Images,
But not Osamabinladen

Lives under the ground,
But not King Yama

Be a leader of genocide,
But not Hitler

Eats human flesh,
But not Porisada

Be with horn,
But not an ox…

Beats everyone and everything,
But not a mad dog…

———–
12-10-2007

The Light of Asia, U Ottama

Posted: December 3, 2009 in Poems
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While Myanmar being under the darkness,
He appeared in the western, Arakan Kingdom
To give the ray for the people under the dark.

While the whole Myanmar People being the full of being afraid,
He dare to the “Craddock”
” Hi, Craddock!” “GET OUT!”

While the other leaders being honored,
He is forgotten by the people of Myanmar
To honor him, “the Light of Asia.”

While the memorials days of others held inside Myanmar,
The unforgettable day for him isn’t allowed inside
To celebrate the unforgettable day of his demise.

However the times and years pass by,
However they insult your gratitude,
Despite you had already been death,
You are always alive in our Arakaneses’ heart.

—————-
3-09-2009

I had already published this post on other my blogs, Coral Land and Arakan Indobhasa.