Editor’s Choice Best (5) English Poems
– Kaladan Star
That illuminates in fascination,
With the outstanding beauty of nature,
Its beauties are so magnificent,
Akin to the lyrics of an ideal versifier,
Which spits up different treasures ;
Which is complete with diverse nation;
Which is the land of my ancestors.
Which is my ancestral recognition.
Wind is blowing
My tarpaulin tent is collapsing
Fear and sorrow the whole night
Yet wind is striking
Rain is pouring and pouring Water getting into my tent
Children are crying
Mothers are weeping
The next day is flooding
killing and drowning
Ah! Refugee life!
Khin Maung Lwin @ Lone Wolf
Peek into your heart, I fall
It’s boundless extant like the universe, I float
Unable to connect the base, I ache.
Gaze into your eyes, I slip.
It’s infinite deep like the occean, I sink.
Unable to catch the shore, I drown.
– Sarah (Htoo May)
Not be narrow-minded
Not be a fault-finder,
Enough tears and sorrows,
Time to penetrate ourselves with enlightenment.
Reconstitute our society
Rely on our strength,
Stay united and learning,
We must walk on our own path.
To free from the darkest place:
To free our soul:
Just look outside the world and take lessons;
Be positive and keep going on;
As we grow enlightened.
By Jude Chukwu
The sun rises
with the muezzin’s call to prayer reaching the skies.
The month comes with rain:
but the cloud pours out bullets
but the ocean gives us
blood, the blood of our siblings.
“We are leaving now?”
“We are leaving to Bangladesh. The dead can’t bury the dead.”
သူတို့က ငါတို့ကို သတ်ပစ်နေတယ်
The voice of grief is approaching, it echoes into our street
& our mothers dance to the rhythm of his beats, writhing and falling.