Short Thet Poems

get a stick
and hit
and clove thet
fit
it might over the wall
in a water fall
 and have the 
empire call
 thats
BASEBALL...

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T-winkling
H-eaven
E-ndorses
T-he

D-awn
I-n
S-weet
M-orn
A-s
Y-ou
A-wake

Topic: Birthday of Thet A. Dismaya (November 24)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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it was a time
when hate was blind
to some wo would come
with pickett signs
let there love shine
thet walk together
and talk in all weather
the byway  
FREEDOM LOVE HIWAY...

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was day of fun
plenty of sun
some was able got to the table
there serv chesse and ham
was a rehad
 jam
all  daylong thet imusic was strong
mave you move move was
REHAD GROOVE...

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They are gone, faces peering through valiant heart of sorrow that only monther perceive.
They are gone, and with them prevails honor and dignity they prayed for.
Thet are gone, and there identity bolding inspires in blue stone granite,
proclaiming peace....

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Every body is different,

We may look a like but we don't sound or think the same,

If every body looks at their refection,

She might have green eyes,

He might have blond hair,

Thet might be Jewish,

They might be catholic,

There's only one thing every body is,


WE ARE ALL HUMANS!...

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Beneath orange peels of the sky
Orange Juices are falling like rain

People are drinking without restraint
Some kept that juices with cups

Naked bodies are dancing
As they felt happy

Then, rain of orange juices stopped
People ,too, fell asleep.


Written in Myanmarese Language By Aung Thet Oo
Translated by JanDarYee...

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Would an artist hand over 
his paint brush in exchange 
for the happiness of this world

Watching the moon 
finish its last work but 
not putting a signature 

Fails to capture that beauty 
thet golden glow that comes 
through the mind of a painter 

While the time passes realizes 
that it was not created to 
describe the sound of a quiet night...

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'look what i found ma'...
"now thet there was yer gran pa's
fav'rit grave marker...

...don't go lose'n it"
'yuh mean gran pa made tombstones'
"no son...thet was his...

...so where'd'ya find it"
'top of the septic tank ma'
"and how'd it git there"

'tommy did it ma'
"did whut...just who is tommy...
...gawd no...where's dad's jar"


stan sand...

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No matter how you live,
No matter how good you are,
You can just be sure the next mistake is not to far.

I stumble and I fall,
I stagger and I crawl,
And although my eyes were open,
Thet might just as well be closed.

As I just crashed right through,
I never noticed I made you blue.

But now I know I will surely try,
To show my love for you as this short life goes swirling by....

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Religious fighting is wet. 
Not like that.
 Hmm.

They are as calm as a cow. 
Great humanists are hunting. 
Hey.

Do you hear it?
You hear my line construction?
The girl who hunts. Just

There's a Buddha on the roast beef. 
Allah only eats vegetables.
Rama is playing the harp. 
Christ is riding on a white horse. 
Where is my worship? 
Secrecy

quiet
Peace
Be calm
Hmm

Aung Thet Oo
2020...

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I'm lost in what seems reality
a strong sense of vitality 
youth and ignorance lost
hard lines stand where once was soft
I'm chasing time
it seems a crime
nothing to even find 
yet still i lag behind
the air i breathe is tight
little to see with little light
sending small children in to fright
as thet fly off into the night
still stood staring at the seconds before
the past is forgotten, forever more...

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What is that light 
that you see 
in the other eyes 

As a marble mask 
that remains only 
a mask 

That I wear 
in the hope that 
I will never put it 

Which is that life 
thet we bear in 
the pain of it 

Not even the tears 
will take the pain away 

Until we enter in our skin 
We will never enter 
in somebody else 

Just ask yourself 
did you put this mask 
or someone put it instead of you...

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I see a person climbing 
on a desolate cliff 
above the clouds 

Sees the world 
and laughs in 
the heppines of height 

He says he will 
experience death 
without misery for happiness  

He do not know 
what await him 
when he returns to the ground 

To live alone in sorrow 
with the true truth 
of this world 

To be free in a freedom 
thet he did not get 
but he just met 
the emptiness of a man...

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You are my heart,
you are my soul.
You are the one
I will not let go.

You are my eyes,
thet help me see.
You are my ears,
that help me hear.
You are my hands,
that help me feel.
You are the one,
that helped me heal.

You are the one,
I love so much.
Without you,
life would be so rough.
So please don't ever sit there and tell me good-bye,
cause all I could do is sit here and cry. 

After all you are my everything....

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There is an island having a lot of apples
A boy live there
Oneday, all of these apples lost
The boy is finding them
He looked around all over the island
He didn't see them
So,He went to the sea
And when he reached somewhere of the sea,
He found the apples jumping above the sea
Some are bright at night
He never come back his island
He live forever in the sea.

 Written In Burmese Language Aung Thet Oo
Translated by JanDarYee...

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We, are the performers of life's drama base
On the stage life-- of time 'n space 
We're put here in this world place
To play our parts with full embrace

Nobody can act your part, as you can
You are what you are, when you began
Nobody is like you, amen 
We are heaven bound by this drama on earth's plan 

Whereas for this short time on stage earth spell
And balancing your acting gig well
The daily recitals you giveth'
Will determine your afterlife ep·i·thet...

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Goin’ north, cross the line
sell a bit of muscadine, homebrew, 
and moonshine

steal my horse, but not my stein
got to have my muscadine, homebrew,
and moonshine

probly shut me up fur nine
fur making, muscadine, homebrew, 
and moonshine

I tolt the law it wont mine
not the muscadine, homebrew,
and moonshine.

It bees sumpthin sooo fine
thet muskidin, hoembrow,,,
an moneshinnnn, (hic)

© Sept 17 2010   Charles Henderson
  H M in Deb's Harvest moon contest...

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MY FRIENDS DON'T KNOW ME 

LIKE THEY THINK

THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT I GO THOUGH

WHEN THET SEE ME IT'S ALL SMILES AND GOOD TIMES

LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I'M DYING ON THE INSIDE

NOT REALY DYING BUT THAT'S WHAT IT FEEL LIKE SOMETIMES

I DON'T KNOW IF I'M COMMING OR GOING 

THEY ALWAYS SAYING YOU GOT IT MADE

YOU DON'T HAVE ANY WORRIES

LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I DO

PUT ON FAKE SMILES AND LAUGHS FOR THEM

NOT ME

TRYING TO LIVED IT UP FOR THEM NOT ME

LITTLE DO THEY KNOW...

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