Aung Chaein - 12 poems (collection-4)

       Winter

Darkness

The streetlights are on.

Because we are falling.

"That fish doesn't make sense."

It's just fluttering around in my chest, my dear.

To apply medicine

To warm each other up

To think carefully.

Dinner, public bus

Overwhelmed by today's shirts,

Someone has already returned to their bed.

New Fragrance Magazine

October, 1995.

The cold season

Darkness begins.

lamp posts begin to light

we burst out

“Meaningless” this fish

writhing in my dry chest, man

to smear with balm

to warm each other

to think really hard

dinner, public bus

past with exhaustion by the day's shirts

someone is coming back to his bed

October, 1995

 Eye-opening spell

Mary too

Laugh

Rita

Long life..

Crown Magazine

Anger-appeasement verse

although it's no good to laugh at

please laugh

laughter makes you

long live

  The name of the painting is 

          Ten years ago 

          It's raining.

About 10 years ago there

I was sitting alone.

That day, it was dark and rainy.

That day, the platform was pitch black and dark.

That day was dark and gloomy for me.

I'm going to talk about it, and I'm going to walk around.

In the dark sky

In the iron-barred courtyard of the office

The rain is so dark that it makes the trees shine brightly.

Flowers blooming all over the tree

The big diamond tree is blooming brightly.

My darkness.

The lights are on....

"Please describe to Monsoon how that big diamond tree is blooming, brother Layar."

Even though I said,

I don't know why, but the monsoon didn't come.

Now, look at my religion.

If it doesn't come out, it's because I'm weak.

Crown Magazine

November, 2007.

 TITLE OF THE PAINTING

it rained ten years ago

About ten years ago, there

I was sitting all alone.

that day the sky was dull and dark

that day the pavements were dull and dark

that day the tarred road was dull and dark

that day I too was dull and dark

I was sad and gazed where I happened to be gazing

into the dark sky

into the iron netting of the Secretariat

to brighten the dark sky the entire tree

flowers bloom in the whole tree

the gold mohur tree in bloom brightly red

my darkness

lightens

I asked Moat Thon, "Please paint that gold mohur tree in bloom, brother."

I asked but

Moat Thon failed to comply for I don't know why

now I happen to be trying it myself

if it doesn't brighten, it's my weakness

  For Maung Chaow Nwe 

          A poem written because I can't stand it.

It's raining.

One day, while it was still raining,

The next step

I left.

Even though it's still raining

Ko Lay Aung too

I left.

This time, Maung Chaow Nwe

Friend Maung Chaow Nwe

Over 30 years

We marched.

You leave.

He is a movie star himself.

I really thought it would happen.

That's why

We laughed.

Poem for Maung Chaw Nwe Written

Just because I can't help it

It was raining.

while it was raining like this one day

Hpaw Way

went away

while it was raining like that

Ko Lay Aung too

went away

and now Maung Chaw Nwè

friend Maung Chaw Nwe

for more than 30 years

we've marched together

now you've left us

He really thought he was

going to be a film actor

so

we laughed

He is friends.

I was always jealous.

That's why

We laughed.

He is a well-known poet.

But more than that

Because he wanted to be

I wrote a lot of poems.

We have many poems.

I had to read.

Like that

Make me laugh

I have to read poems..

There,

My poetry has stopped.

What should I write next?

Like the great poets of old,

Put down my pen for a moment.

I'm so sorry.

But... Maung Chaow Nwe

He was uncomfortable.

In the midst of instability

I couldn't find a place to build.

With a glass cup