On the way of return
full of exhaust, from my farm
She implored me in this morning
she would like to put on Jasmine;
Had I plucked the buds,
hopefully, I could have a hug;
Now I saw a vague shape
That's my beauty queen,
My heart thumping,
rush for her amaze
But the lady's hair, full of grace
Not with Jasmine that was borne
with royal roses and thorns
2 comments:
Ko Aung Khine,
I think you are confused Sabe and Kharay. The original poem was Khare flowers and not Sabe flowers(Jasmines)
Nyi Pu
The poem is still lovely!!
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