Monday, August 25, 2025

The color of hope

Maybe in heaven
this hollow that haunts her yesterdays
is only the ache of desires left undone.
(Where are your promises?) 

Like velvet kisses, 
brushed on soft skin, 
lingering, caressing. 

Like spring’s first blossoms after the long cold of winter, 
do they rise from dreams? 

Twinges of pain, 
the quiet shade of hope, 
become her only faithful friend. 

Maybe, in heaven, 
not here. 

(Wan, R., Aug 2025 Chatgpt edit from Wan, R., May 26, 2020)

Sunday, August 17, 2025

Tekna' Aren Jok

This is one of my favorite tekna' sung by Mo' Aren (Aren Jok). This, and other tekna' songs are available at my Kayanlanguage website here https://kayanlanguage.wixsite.com/kayan/audio