ေခါင္းေလာင္းသံ

ေႂကြခဲ့ ေဝခဲ့ ကာလတခု
ႏွစ္သစ္ ႏွစ္ေဟာင္း ဆိုထုံးျပဳ၊
ပ်ိဳျမစ္ျခင္းမွ ရင့္ေရာ္ျခင္းသို႔
ႏုနယ္ျခင္းမွ ရင့္က်က္ျခင္းသို႔။

လည္ျပန္အၾကည့္ အသိတခ်က္
ရွည္လ်ား ေဝဝါး လွ်ပ္တျပက္၊
ျဖစ္တည္ ခဏ ခ်စ္ မုန္း မစဲ
အတၱျခင္းေတာင္း ေစ်းေကာင္းေခၚဆဲ။

စီးဆင္း ေရြ႔လ်ား မရပ္မနား
စက္ေခါင္းျပင္ဆဲ ဘဝရထား၊
ေဆးစက္ကြက္ၾကား အနာဂတ္ပန္းခ်ီ
ေစာင္းႀကိဳးအုိေဆြး ေတးသြားမပီ။

ေရာင္စုံ ျဖာယွက္ ႏွစ္သစ္ေခါင္းေလာင္း
ေဒါင္းအိုးေဝက်ဴး တံပိုးသံေကာင္း၊
ႏွင္းေဝေနလင္း ဖူးပြင့္ရြက္သစ္
လြတ္ေျမာက္ရာလမ္း စခန္းစိတ္သစ္။

(၂ဝဝ၄ ဒီဇင္ဘာ ၁၆)

The Voice of Bell

The period of times that left and had gone
it is called as new and old years,
changing from young to old.

I got a view from the past,
that longs and shorts of life
is just like a flash of lightning.
every thing is temporary,
and love and hate are still happening.

Flowing and moving of life never stop
it is like a train of life that is repair of the engine.
the future of pictures that has unequal colors,
it is like either a harp which has non-melodiously.

Colorful bells of a new year,
it is like a vocal sound of peafowls.
snow is falling, sun is shining,
and flowers and new leaves are appearing
to the way of freedom we are going with fresh mind.

(16 Dec, 2004)