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*Secret Garden*
Go back to natural beauty, unwind
Bury and soak into this, I unsigh
Seein' a landscape, large and high
Seasonal flowers, anywhere so wild
Garden hums with life, colors lyin'
Beyond my reaching, my eyes blinded
Ties of scent flowers, let time flies
Fascinated and exotic, much that I cry
Beauty in flowers, awakes my mind
Even briefly, it's significant prize
In one's innermost, all men can find
True nature of being, vigor of mankind
The secret garden, greatest is the mind
There's a sacred place, where true beauty lies.
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Phuket, along Andaman, an escape
Blue sky, life ventures, it creates
Wonderful culture, a heritage
Is life savor, simply tastiest
Cascading waterfalls, verdant forests
Ideallic appeal and fishing villages
Lies wild islands of distinctive shapes
With hidden cliffs, and saltwater lakes
Breathtaking sea and sand, affectionate
At dawn lies full gem, unexpressed
Influenced, inspired, it's timeless
Enchanting, Phuket, truly said
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*Democracy VS Mentality*
Globalization or mobilization
How safe we are in modernization
We're all a part of democracy
But how much we pray for mentality
But when our ego shows more humility
With friends and the fidelity
With all courage and maturity
Together we exert in unity
To see righteousness prevails in this society!
Busaba Patanawiroj
5 June, 2010
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*When is the End of Civil War?*
Life goes on
And it never ends
Nobody would hear me
No one to depend
On the street, full of flowers
I wrote a poem
Nobody reads it
Nobody came
I hear many voices
and see many frames
They've gone to ashes
and were of no fame
Why did they kill each other
There are many names
For love of a nation
or it'll never end.
Busaba Patanawiroj
4.6.2010
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You are so shy
You know you're mine
Though you're swayin'
I know you're mine
I love your hide
your feeling is fine
Your pride also shines
When lookin' at you, I wanna die
Lyin' beside you, you make me cry
Though death does us part
I know you're mine
The Lord God destines
You can't disguise
I know you're mine
Busaba Patanawiroj
2 June, 2011
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*Poetry - Invisible Touch*
Poetry's not avowal, a destiny
Being outside class, feel visibility
By a touch of words, breathtakingly
Language changes universe, make it easy
Jewel crown made of gems, worthy
Here lies a gem, shape of rhyme, glaringly
Whole with sound and words, boisterously
Tear my heart and soul, like never be
Vividly, mind sees a way of clarity
Toward high places, absolute and free
Poetry shouts wisdom, man can see
Thru a glorious touch of the invisibility.
Busaba Patanawiroj
7.10.2010
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*The River Runs*
I don't believe in any of the legends
Or the unusual, more impressive
Of victory conquerd, and is passive
As the river's never dry, never finished
Always runs freely, turns with prestige
Ceaselessly flows, indeed unique
Thru' wide forests, there, lyin' in peace
Richness to all, the people who live
Follows the same routes, no hurry to leave
For people to share passion, turns and twists
Or illustration of a poetry, unfinished
For us to walk about, be enlightened a bit
Rare thing, man finds what the reason is
Why river's never dry, never finished
But it lives and shares, it's astonished
Current becomes stronger, very excessive
There's no long legacy, but the river freely gives
Busaba Patanawiroj
27.6.2010
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Honey, I think of you
I am longing to see you
Things never change between me and you
I cry and smile because of you
Wondering is there anything between she and you
I am alone, nothing between he and me
Can't you see I live with no one, only me
So, when do you like to propose to me
I am dying of you saying, will you marry me
Busaba Patanawiroj
1 June, 2010
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I walk and search after my soul
Natural beauties, the dainties they told
Thru exploring, the secrets unfold
All weepy drama, the craving whole
The maze of things, the better known
But they have never satisfied my soul
No more to offer, to fill thirst for gold
Longin' after, the place of my soul
Where my spirit filled, my strength is whole
Where I call it sacred, to find, I roam
As man longs to worship, to ends at his tombs
Somehow, I feel, the ultimate unknown
Touchin' me gently, and filling me whole
Satisfy my emptiness, my thirst for gold
As the dear pants, reaching out, behold
The truth, one not belies, the search for your soul.
Busaba Patanawiroj
21.7.2010
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An entire landscape, beautiful, indeed
In the heart of countryside, and in the midst
Of well-disguised forest, never published
Overwhelming with joy, overthere we sip
At a place, you may never believe
Evergreen, fall flowing, romantic
Beneath, it's extraordinary peace
Whisperin', confess, together we kiss
Finally there, we want to get married
HE PROPOSES!
Busaba Patanawiroj
3 June, 2011
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