I was told, you were dead, my dear singer, I heard this bitter news and so to say how sorry I am. I remembered, how often I listened to your songs as the Burmese rhythms and beats, Calm and gentle as a mountain, you speak. Among the hiphop, rap and rock and roll, Your songs were always best and wonderful. ‘MaharSuanThu’(To the Unsympathetic and Insensitive Lass) and ‘MyatThwe’(Pearls) Were your famous lovely songs that I love still and listen in. And now that thou art lying at rest, But still thy pleasant voices alive to eternity, Sad mortality cannot oversway your lovely songs away.   Literature - Poems As the Stars that Shall be Bright When We are Dust by Junior Win Thursday, 21 June 2012 20:13 User Rating: / 2 PoorBest    To the end, it remains.'  This poem dedicated to the writer; LuduSeinWin(1940-2012) who passed away in 17-6-2012 in Rangoon, Burma. He was a writer and jou... Literature - Poems Burmese Poetry by Khin Aung Aye and Pandora Friday, 26 August 2011 20:29   Read more... Literature - Poems Ant Maung - Thakhin Ohn Myint Poem Friday, 15 October 2010 16:17 Literature - Poems Aung Way - 31st July Thursday, 30 July 2009 14:36 31st JULY Black Friday Or Bloody Friday. Let's strike. It must be" Fightday". Aung Way (July 30th 2009)... «  Start   Prev   1   2   Next   End  » Page 1 of 2 #fullpost {display:none;} Cartoon Beruma - Enemy always come from the sea, not from inside ... August 28th 2008 Advertisement     Feed Entries