Pornpen Hantrakool














 

Hutashan Vajpeyi
 


Sleep



The ecstasy of having seen your smile is subsiding.
Sleep is overpowering
the music.
It will begin again
in the morning
slowly.

 

Downcast Eyes


Your downcast eyes.
Beauty is divine
when it is fragile

 

Dawn

Dawn,
the rainy sky
opening it's arms
and descending
to touch all forms
like
on the ground,
and like all dreams,
there reality waiting<,
impatiently,
to be released,
Birds,
singing songs, ,
which we ,
some times hum,
in our  dreams
Flowers, ,
their colours softened
yet penetrating, ,
like a woman's first glance after the night
forcing your senses into submission,
with eyes condemned,
to create dreams.
 



 


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