Krungthep is raining hard (25.03.2012 14:38)
Krungthep is raining hard,
poured locals scatter apart.
In here my heart
is raving.
Blasts of lightings force suddenness.
Weird sun dances upon the shield
of the clouds. It is beyond the danger.
The Lighting which stubbornly growls
and the thunder are Gods
divorce with the Angel.
Catch the fogy fresh odour
as fleeting as Being
while things getting older..
..Under the curve of drumming..
..Skycrapers and slums
did not deserve any order
feel it deeply. Feel free
to enjoy panorama.
You might see it
in different ways:
whisper of highways and
whistling of games
likeTakro and Cheewit.
Stunning tempos and wealth
in the poverties grip
and the hoary haze
over temples.
Keep this secret
of noises and moments
of their overwhelming
of wordless admire.
Not just glass under drops
but the world the entire
found was melting.
Krungthep is pouring hard,
mythoughts splatter apart
but my raving heart
here forever.