1- Old Cow
I’m an old cow,worthless cow,lone cow of my master.
I’m a vapid cow, abortive cow, bare cow of the winter night.
I’m a grisled cow,living cow, tilled my master’s land.
And now I just wait for my food.
I’m a lethargic cow, weak cow, can’t move here and there.
I’m a sorrowful cow, can’t till my master’s land.
Oneday I’m just waiting for my habitual food.
But my master comes to cut my throat for his meat.
2- The changing soul.
Days are going.
Days are coming.
In the midst of time.
I’m too thin
In the past.
I’m too fat
In the present.
I’m with grey hairs
In the olden days.
I’m with baldhead
In the meantime.
The earth is so beauty
With her changing forms.
I enjoy the best moments
When changes occur.
Now I’m in the grave,
With eternal slumber.
So changes occur no more
For my lonely soul.
Rosaline became my friend,
WHEN I played with her,
In the heart of afternoon.
Everone loved and adored
With too much respect and veneration.
When she became grown-up woman.
What sort of queen she was !
When a prince took her,
And kept into his golden palace.
I never lamented
As I thought to be worthy king
With so pleasant memories.
4- Two beautiful pillars.
The sun is the day’s king
While the moon is the night’s queen.
They are witnesses of pride
As they represent day and night.
The day laughs
Because the sun gives the colour of rainbow.
The night cheers
As the moon kisses her mother with golden light.
The day becomes dark and gloomy,
When the sun loses her warmth light.
The night is no more sweet,
As the moon hides her golden light.
Farewell to my death,
Because I’m going to heaven with a smiling face.
All mourn for my untimely death.
But I laugh with pride
For giving farewell to such wonderful hell.