Thai Poems - Poems about Thai

We went out after the storm and sat on the flat roof. A few orchids in their pots dripped in the moonlight. We watched vultures circle the floating market, while Bangkok put on its neon mask. You said that your village was your heart, not this city apartment, a place where people disappear into tomorrow. On the train station platform a deluge of rain and people. Rain fell heavily. I...

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In life like Muay Thai, We learn to keep punching, Not to give up after we miss, Become stronger after training. Falling down, getting up, Miss the punch, learn to defend. Every pain, every sweat is growth. The main thing is not the wins It's not the one who never fell But the one who gets up again and again....

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The restaurant we like is far; We wanted something closer. To walk an extra mile or so? My answer would be, “No, sir!” I went to Google on my phone - “Thai food” is what I’d enter - But suddenly, “Thai Food Near Me” Was listed, front and center. The place looked good, the menu fine, Until it tried to steer me To a restaurant...

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Thai seafood is very tasty Naturally by fishers hand Fresh so well done little salty Thai seafood is very tasty Cheap price and so good quality Their seafood so good like their land Thai seafood is very tasty Fast frying like using a wand. ...

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Yoo--Hoo, ain't your time to play Pick-That-Guy, You knew, thank your lucky stars, my oh, my, No request, not even ask, Careless, though just curious, Masked male couple picked well, was mine, he's Thai....

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Their eyes follow the slow grace of each gesture. Hands curl, flare, and flex, a ballet of fluent fingertips. Long nails as red as tongues turn in a polished eloquence. Delicate arms hold aloft delicate hands, wrists arabesque, palms turn like pages. You hear the voice of the hands, see the song of the hands, your feet shuffle wanting to emulate, participate, relate, but your own hands are in...

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The green tea in its blue and white porcelain tea cup is full of sunlight. The dark eyed fortune teller’s delicate hands pass over the small cup - swans skimming low above a green pond. “She will love you forever” she says, one pearlescent nail tracing my life in the tea leaves. Then: “but you will never meet her.”...

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have heard latest scare would tip over my wheelchair on floor sit and stare heat did take its toll what we need is climate control which shall save our soul birds no longer tweet were devastated by heat much trauma will meet soon my poem shall read to all those who always need their minds thoughts to feed we want to chastise all of those who advertise with their...

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There’s this Thai food truck, where everybody goes. The food is really good, I believe it has a soul. Vibrations that you feel, Will put your heart at ease. Shumai and sticky rice, brings you to your knees Loving their guests, With a joyful attitude. In love with their craft, As they cook with gratitude. Inspirational beings. Yes that's who...

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We went out after the storm and sat on the flat roof. A few orchids in their pots dripped in the moonlight. We watched vultures circle the floating market, while Bangkok put on its neon mask. You said you would leave in the morning, that your village was your heart, not these apartment rooms, this place where people disappear into tomorrow. On the station platform, a deluge of rain...

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Alacrity bespeaks entangled, entombed, and entrapped Thai soccer team diminishing strength barely allows, but a whispered scream, which rescue against all odds (plucked out cavernous catacomb), fast becoming a fading dream vicariously agonizing to see desperation and lads bravely brace, ...

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Harvesting Festival And thank giving celebration Predominantly for farmers but all People of Tamilnadu despite their religions, celebrate the Year harvest festival when the sun starts its journey towards north horizon The first day is celebrated as bogi in Honor of Lord Indra and people burn old and unwanted things And second day is Thai pongal,third day is Mattu pongal In honor...

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Thai By This place gets under your skin. Slowly creeping in like black Texas gold. I said I'd never partake in the cat house girls. Seeing them each day for eighteen months was routine. Walking past the 'venues' to my shop. Usual hi's and hello's. Then one fine humid day, bang! I happened. I changed. Cabin...

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Ta Ta Ta Thai Thai Thai Thei Thei Thei Ya Ya Ya ©Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty, 10th November 2014 Ta Ta Ta Thai Thai Thai Thei Thei Thei Ya Ya Ya ...

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Eight years of staying in a far away land Looking for a greener pasture in the country of Thailand Meeting people whom I call a friend ...

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