Ode on Forgiveness

Forgiveness!
The very word
Gives me the chills
Chills to the bones

How lonely and desolate
To atone
How desperate
To condone

Forgiveness!
The very notion
Brings commotions
To my mind

How bleak and slick
A pretense of meek
Resorting to
This cheeky trick

Forgiveness!
It must ring a bell
Without it
You're in hell

How convenient
And apt
I really
Cannot adapt
How..
One fault
Leads to another

Forgiveness
Makes me weary
And dreary

Oh,
How I want
To puke!
And rebuke!

Forgiveness
A gift for me
To set me free
To kill the poison
That I spun

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)