I am not a great poet
but you, guys, made poetry great.
This class was like a clean pad
and you're the words filling it up.
Like Poom & First the best buddies
had those days when they're at their best;
but, at times, they could turn into little beasts.
Pak & Mike are always respectful;
Feel & Narm do best in football.
Jonea has a smile that is sweet.
Thai silently hits his life's target
while P dreams… to become great.
Wait… for the girls have no escape.
Bam & Om-am are GOT fanatics;
Bam & Nana are the preoccupied artists.
Mind is the class pianist.
Hong & Ting2 are the beauty experts.
While Opal frolics like a child,
Ning & Aree are the refined ladies on the other side.
As Waan whines a bit on her tasks,
Jao and Ploy simply don't react.
See how you all rhyme?
You had moments of frustration and exhilaration,
But it's now time to have the feeling of satisfaction.
Like any other poem I have to end
Now you can say, "I made it to the end."
I wish you all the best
I wish someday I'll see you doing great!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem