Comments about Chonthicha Bunjung
Morning Sun shines itself every new day.
Afternoon light burns the ground on high ways.
Evening birds call their family members home.
People rush on the buses, trains and cars.
But my mind was asking that where you are.
Far away from where you have gone.
I wonder how you are and what you do.
You are my shadow in every step I go…
Not even a single day you are not in my mind.
You are my first thought in the mornings.
You are my last fall when the nights bring.
Life goes on and on…
Oh darling, sometimes I can’t breath.
My heart breaks in pieces and ...