it is a self-portrait , tomorrow it will be "it was"
2007! it is a number,
it is a year, it is a numerical language
wow! how it is passed?
with love? with hate?
with friends? with enemies?
sometimes somethings will be forgot,
somethings be remembered.....
so what is 2007?
2007 !
lovers gone,bad guys alive!
2007!
it has a bloody September!
2007!
i am not a hero
i am not a poet
i am not Bill Gate
i am not John Ashbery
i am not Maung Chaw New
i am not what i am not
i am still no one
no one knows me yet
leave me 2007
cilck 2008
wake up!
Myo Tayzar Maung
1 comment:
wow!!!.. I have never read such poem before... May be this is the first time that you wrote about youself...
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