Showing posts with label thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thought. Show all posts

Saturday, March 6, 2010

လြင့္ေျမာျခင္းမိုးတိမ္

ပန္းတစ္ပြင့္ရဲ႕ ေနဝင္ခ်ိန္ အလွက ခူးယူသူရဲ႕ ဘဝနဲ႔ ဆိုင္သတဲ့လား ေျမေပၚမွာ ၊ ေရထဲမွာ ေနရာတိုင္းမွာ လွႏိုင္ တဲ့ပန္းက ဘာအားမာန္ ေတြနဲ႔မို႔ အံတုႏိုင္ရဲတာလဲ။ 

Monday, June 29, 2009

Deciver's Season


Cast in the shape of scent or suggestion;
over, along night’s avenue streaming,
as hope or moth above street-lamp flying,
paradise flutters the evening air.

Is it the almond’s coral bay
which beckons both the heart and eye
to fabled continents of pearl
where paradise gardens sway with the wind?

Caught in a crochet of leaves and tresses-
a conjured trellis of gold and green-
close to the touch yet not for touching,
paradise hovers an inch out of hand.

So April ends and the charm is over.
One dawn within the shaken boughs
we find a death’s-head choked with blossom….
paradise gardens fall in the wind.
Derek Stanford
1918


There was a time Indian Lilac blomming daringly in a summer. But before that flowers were even waiting to bloom, there was a person who listened someone's secret dream.

What could be the dream of a little girl three years ago? Whom did she trust and open her heart? Now, these are not important at all. Whom, did I trust? May I ask myself again. Is there a posibility she can manage with? It is not important at all. However, the only important thing is to carry on.

One may not notice that receiving trust from someone is a responsibility to maintain the trust.
With a heartfull of love and a pocketfull of dreams,
Pan Pon Pyin

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Beauty of Complication

In art, as in literature, ugliness rendered with compassion is beauty. W. Joe Innis, Artist There was in December 2007, Annivesiry of Faculty of Agriculture was held. There was a friend place that attracted me so much. That was the display of lilies. 

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Dawn in Bagan

* Dhamayangyi Temple at Dawn from Shwe San Daw Pagoda.
A morning in March 2007, there was a girl travelling in Bagan with hope, expectation and courage for the challenges that will come to her for the next two years.
Her uncle, Saw Yan Naing, told her at that time that the uprising pagodas everywhere in Bagan is a civilisation that is the most distinct glory in Southeast Asia. This is the only one archaelogical site in the histroy with enormous brickworks in Southeast Aisa. 

Monday, June 8, 2009

If I were a flower, .......

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Enriching and Preserving

If colours are made to be attractive, how about this... but.... If I were choose to be a flower, I would rather be white that anyone can put any colour they would desire and be peaceful. But in a culture........

Friday, June 27, 2008

The Small Irrawady




It was in March 2007, I was sitting on the tarrace of 'Bu' Pagoda by the bank of Arrawaddy River. Someone I love had been there about a week before me. I was quite sure in my mind that he would have been sit there and watch the sunset.I wonder what he would think. I wanted to know. 

Dream of Past



I took this picture in a morning of January 2008 on the way to go up the Doi Suthep Mountain. It was misty and cold when I went up the mountain. I went to school after going to the tample at Doi Suthep.

At that time, I missed my childhood