A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there.
A fleeting vision,
the quintessence Of all that's beautiful and rare.
I pray to mute despair and anguish To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
Time passed-
A rebel storm-blast scattered The reveries that once were mine And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
In dark days of enforced retirement I gazed upon grey skies above With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.
Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up-you again are there,
A fleeting vision,
the quintessence Of all that`s beautiful and rare.
Kasih Sayang Dalam Semangkuk Tom Yam (edit 2026)
17 hours ago
