Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Happiest Mom in the World!
Wednesday August, 17th, 2011...my elder son dedicated a song to me!!! I'm the happiest mom in the world!!! The song is Tupac's "Dear Mama".
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Clouds Are There to Overcome
Whenever you feel the blue,
Don't let it get to you,
Just fake a smile or two,
And you will surely see it through.
When you're all down and out,
Don't pout, don't doubt,
Life is all about,
Overcoming that cloud!
When rain seems nigh,
Don't you cry, don't you sigh,
Look to the Sky, look on High,
And never ever ask 'Why?'.
Just you keep on a going,
With sincere faith in The Knowing,
Your life will ever be a flowing,
With all His Benevolent Bestowing!
-- Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
Don't let it get to you,
Just fake a smile or two,
And you will surely see it through.
When you're all down and out,
Don't pout, don't doubt,
Life is all about,
Overcoming that cloud!
When rain seems nigh,
Don't you cry, don't you sigh,
Look to the Sky, look on High,
And never ever ask 'Why?'.
Just you keep on a going,
With sincere faith in The Knowing,
Your life will ever be a flowing,
With all His Benevolent Bestowing!
-- Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Treachery at Large
I have trodden
On many a treacherous paths,
Though not treacherous--
in the treacherous sense,
Yet treacherous e'er they were.
In thine perilous web..
Thou hath me enthralled,
From mine own true self..
Was I forever stonewalled.
At last! Eyes wide!
I saw of that which was left in hide..
The gleam of youth doth time delay,
The plight of life in molt portray.
Love cures,
Supposing love..
Lasting patience holds.
Many a times..
Likewise..
Love doth not suffice.
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
On many a treacherous paths,
Though not treacherous--
in the treacherous sense,
Yet treacherous e'er they were.
In thine perilous web..
Thou hath me enthralled,
From mine own true self..
Was I forever stonewalled.
At last! Eyes wide!
I saw of that which was left in hide..
The gleam of youth doth time delay,
The plight of life in molt portray.
Love cures,
Supposing love..
Lasting patience holds.
Many a times..
Likewise..
Love doth not suffice.
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
On Looking Inward
I look at myself today...
And realize all the gray..
All the long hard strewn flare,
Is showing itself off at bare.
All the joy and the pain...
Intermingled..
and interplayed.
So...I asked this at myself today,
"Have I got a wee to vouch for..
at my narrow self designated way?"
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
And realize all the gray..
All the long hard strewn flare,
Is showing itself off at bare.
All the joy and the pain...
Intermingled..
and interplayed.
So...I asked this at myself today,
"Have I got a wee to vouch for..
at my narrow self designated way?"
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
Monday, June 27, 2011
A Teenager's Freedom
Freedom is just a word,
A thing which is only heard.
When Freedom is everything,
Ah, then I’ll have wings.
But don’t you know it’s far?
Don’t you know there’re bars?
Freedom comes only to those,
Who wholeheartedly propose.
And it stays so short,
All I could do is snort.
So why fancy this rot?
When it reaches not!!!
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
(composed some time in 1981, after graduating from high school)
A thing which is only heard.
When Freedom is everything,
Ah, then I’ll have wings.
But don’t you know it’s far?
Don’t you know there’re bars?
Freedom comes only to those,
Who wholeheartedly propose.
And it stays so short,
All I could do is snort.
So why fancy this rot?
When it reaches not!!!
-Thanyarat Komolsingsakul
(composed some time in 1981, after graduating from high school)
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