karma rules the roost in this fine thoughtful poem
Tag: Hein Min Tun
Homing (3) by Hein Min TunHoming (3) by Hein Min Tun
poetry of home and longing
A Wake-up Call by Hein Min TunA Wake-up Call by Hein Min Tun
I thought the dead were those indifferent with exemption granted. In a world too small devoid of the resplendent warmth you receive on yours, she breathes, relying on the days
Mist by Hein Min TunMist by Hein Min Tun
Hazily fused into the sea of clouds;individuality obscured amid the luridlight of the blue unfurling endless;selfhood, uniqueness, as if exiled from being, become defunct.Beautiful forms faint in hue succumbto oblivion in
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