Possawat Piankij
Possawat Piankij Poems
1. | Stupid Nun | 12/9/2012 |
2. | To...My Next Generations | 3/4/2013 |
3. | Bloody Valentine's Day | 3/4/2013 |
4. | Fool And Greed | 3/4/2013 |
5. | Envious Of Teddy Bear | 3/4/2013 |
6. | High Time He Rested | 3/4/2013 |
7. | Hypocrisy Beneath Sincerity | 3/4/2013 |
8. | Refreshed By Nature | 3/4/2013 |
9. | Behind The Stick | 3/14/2013 |
10. | Pageant Queen | 3/14/2013 |
11. | Come Back To Me! | 3/14/2013 |
12. | Dead Secret | 3/14/2013 |
13. | Heavenly Solitude | 3/14/2013 |
14. | Drunk Grandpa | 3/14/2013 |
15. | Depressing Day | 3/14/2013 |
16. | The Shoes | 3/14/2013 |
17. | The Tears | 3/14/2013 |
18. | Big Love | 3/14/2013 |
19. | The Hungry Monsters | 3/14/2013 |
20. | To: My Mom | 3/14/2013 |
21. | Moonlit Sea | 3/14/2013 |
22. | The Hypocrite | 3/14/2013 |
23. | The Sea | 3/14/2013 |
24. | Invisible | 3/14/2013 |
25. | Love You | 3/14/2013 |
26. | Kiss | 3/14/2013 |
27. | Fiddler's Tragedy | 5/23/2016 |
28. | Fluffy Clouds | 5/23/2016 |
29. | Mr.Tower's Joy | 5/23/2016 |
30. | Dreadful Nature | 10/7/2012 |
31. | Special Lady | 10/9/2012 |
32. | Lily Girl | 10/23/2012 |
33. | Balck&White Terminal | 11/9/2012 |
34. | Crimson Crimson | 8/13/2012 |
35. | Beguiled Rose | 8/16/2012 |
36. | Blue Moon | 8/31/2012 |
37. | The Way I Shall Declare You My Love | 11/21/2012 |
Best Poem of Possawat Piankij
The Way I Shall Declare You My Love
I shall do everything to declare you my love.
Maybe, I shall write the message on the sky.
Then fly and yell your name out loud
So you can hear me, turning around.
I shall be the sun, embracing your soul
Whenever you have to fight with cold.
Even at night, I shall be the moon or stars
To shine you some light, banishing your fear.
Or if you face is of pouring tears,
I shall be a breeze, blowing them away
And helping you get through the day.
I shall be with you forever!
- One Whistle -
Crimson Crimson
Crimson crimson tears.
I'm bursting of fear
Because my love, you tear
And never care.
Crimson crimson memory
Keeps running in my mind.
Gradually, gradually,
My life becomes blind.
- One Whistle -
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