Best Tuk Poems

Once glorious, but now rusting buildings, lined every dusty road.
Somehow everywhere clung the smell of cow dung.
My heavy bag, a giant rucksack,
Most of it I shipped right back.
I thought there wasn't much glitz or glamour,
And fought rough in a bit of a clamour.
Tuk-Tuk's going tut-tut,...

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The monks gave me a bag of Thai oranges
Before I left for the States.

Next time I come, I’ll have learned more Lao,
I promise.

      They promise there will be more to show the next time.

Sitting outside the Khop Jai Deu restaurant
Waiting...

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What is beauty?
What is paradise?

Is it in temperature?
If so then I'm too hot here.

Is it in visual sensation?
Here the sea is vivid blue,
and expands generously embracing wondrous unfathomable islands
Of a million greens,
The girls of every colour make my guts flutter and my eyes roll
sighs through...

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Magdadapit-hapon na't ang kalangita'y nagku-kulimlim, 
naghahalo ang madugong pagka-lunod ng araw sa sinag ng
buwang nagbu-bughaw, 
ang anino ng aking pag-iisa'y namumula sa pagka-bagot, 
isipa'y nagkapunit-punit, 
sugat sa katinua'y walang tigil sa pag-durugo, 
animo'y nahiwa ng napaka-talas na labaha, 
habang ang ulo ko'y nakabaon sa mapapaklang...

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Please read it how you see it.lol.

Spellings not mi 4 tee tude,
I dunt no rite from rong.
I only borud that mistas car,
An a fortneet dint seem 2 long.

The coppas cum an tuck me,
Thay put me in a sell.
I put sum fewel in his car,
So y...

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i want to freeze this moment
to paste all this feelings
into one moment in time
these smells
theses thoughts
these sounds around me

the tuk tuk i am in reaches town
and from the mosque nearby
the mwadhini calls out loud
"Allah Akbar"
the faithfuls;
men in stark white robes
and women in shimmering black buibuis
hurry...

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She cud feel the attraction between them, 
She took a step closer to him, 
It was like a magnet was pulin her towards him, 
His warmth was like a blanket put on her to keep
 her warm in a winter nyt... 

His breath was warm,...

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A watch from the berrtes eye
secret silinet  he cryies
through the work of a jugten deed
a world he sit where no one takes heed
the new wind blows ash in dust
a look from wishiling window
showing no aprayven norical forshiven
As the shadow towers over me
I sing a...

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As v all xpct on d beginning of a 
year

For it to b a happy 1 n nt just a 
mere

I wsnt 1 of those peer

 cz I knew it wud b all of tear..



Twas a year of hardship

Twas a year of failure

Twas a year...

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Birds have started chirping
Sun is just about to set
Squirrel is squeaking as it scampers on branches of flame tree
Bees are buzzing
Crows can be heard saying caw, caw
Eagle flies with a screeching sound

Oriental magpie robins can be seen on flame tree chattering. 
They sit on a...

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Now I just wanted a taco;
Is that too much to ask.
I have the meat and spices, yum.
First I slapped the meat in the pan,
Waited for one side to scorch,
Flipped it over and 
Splashed grease all over but then,
Scraped it into crumbles
No one was even looking.
Chopped...

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Oodles of robins; harbinger of spring this brutally cold March 5th, 2021

Turdus migratorius -
otherwise known as robin red breast
jabbering Kon'nichiwa i.e. honorable guest
gather materials to craft nest
their beaks poking soft ground
regarding persistent quest
to sustain diet of worms
twitter amongst themselves with zest.

Every square inch
of greensward awash
pinterestingly...

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As he was bedridden down, the healer pavement stairs
          With his limbs overturned, like hooked butchery meat
          And the hands whose stiffness, unimaginable for sight
  ...

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We paddle through small talk,
I like her, she has style.
I imagine we have a history together
back in an old movie that I have yet to see.

I begin to construct a lost and anecdotal life.
In another place we’re a vaudeville act
wisecracking between meal tickets.
Our home, a...

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My salary isn't pretty 
My choice, a tuk-tuk, not a Rolls-Royce 
Neither extended eyelashes nor done nails
A God-made light skin, short natural braids

My salary isn't pretty
When I am riding on the top
I'm always prepared when asked to stop
No moaning, I'll be gentle and go slower
Only...

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