U Win Kyi
U Win Kyi Poems
Mother Day (A Neglected Mother's Loneliness And Sorrow)
Every year on Mother Day,
I have many words to say,
from here Old-Age home where I stay,
to my children who live far, far away,
who are too busy, a visit they rarely pay.
My hairs are becoming sparse and gray,
My teeth decay,
and break away,
My mind depresses and in dismay,
My nervous response slow and delays,
My memory forgetful and in disarray,
My legs weak and walk in sway,
I feel so gloomy when the day is without sun-rays,
I feel so scare when the night is without moon-light spray,
I keep the toys made of clay,
with which in ...
Life Is Like A Rose
Life has its ups and downs.
When having ups,
It is like lying on the petal of the rose,
So comfortable with the fragrance tickling in the nose.
When encountering downs,
It is like being pricked by the thorn of the branch,
So painful and hurt with its sharp.
As rose has its bud,
So life has its birth.