Some small fishes are swimming at dusk

Frolicking in groups among the reed

A warm welcome from all of us
'Specially to you, the wisest indeed.
Two or three cats are a running
They are not comparable to the cat with stripes
Two or three (ladies) I can easily find
But they are not comparable to you.
The Pandan Isle is far from land
Have three peaks does the Daik Mountain
Though the self has rot in the sand
The good deeds are never forgotten.
zealous lingering into lurking threads
reeling zesty lot stomp with a hiccup
endless bickering interlocking heads
swirling frothy hot storm in a teacup
I send a reply to the mountain s call
On the brink of weeping meadows below
The end the same will be, alas, for all
What we think will be never truly know.
High-high buckle
Up to the eaves
Not to grow teeth
Know how to read the book
Golden bananas brought to sail,
One ripens on a chest,
Owed gold one can bail,
Owed deeds carried to rest.
a little dove and a little pigeon
perch on a branch nest on the making
even the stream changes direction
what so ever more of human feelings
a ripen jackfruit hanging off the hedge
get me a pole and help shove it through
I'm just a kid gaining some knowledge
correct me please if you you find me untrue
people of the land love to stop over
bringing carrier as they toured
none so laden to the beholder
heavy to shoulder burden endured
smokes of fire and dews droplet
a boken oar diverting sampan
my instinct desire not be separated
Almighty's power known to no one