The Reality of Saffron Revolution

The Reality of Saffron Revolution
by Salai Eagle

It was,
The cry of millions, and
Unforgettable episode of the History.
Is it the instigation of victory?
Not a dream, but a reality.
Seeing is believing,
The march of monks and the mass,
Reality of the rights is revealed under the Lord of death.
Offering and risking the precious lives.
Today is always the best day.
Burma is the Golden land not the battle field.
That is the end of a furtive.
Will blood drops, tear and sweat be vain?
Covering the truth shall destroy men
Junta’s snaky dances,
Brutal chances, and rural dances are not the same.
Deed shall be judged but not belief.


May this poem be dedicated to the martyrs who graciously sacrificed their own life during Saffron Revolution. (Salai Eagle)

The Saffrom March (Z. T Lian)

The Saffron March
(Revolution on the Streets of Yangon)
By SalaiZTLian


For the thirsty Saffron Revolutionists of peace,
Sleep is uneasy
On the Streets of Yangon


On the 18th of September, they start to
March for peace, freedom and democracy
On the Streets of Yangon


The Saffron Revolutionists march meekly to bring Democracy
In the rain, but brutal monsters threaten them
On the Streets of Yangon.

The monsters threaten to kill the innocent
But the Saffron Revolutionists gracefully pray
For peace, freedom and democracy
On the flooding Streets of Yangon


On the 22nd of September, the Icon of the Burmese appears from her house
With tears to give respect
To those who march for Peace, freedom and democracy
On the University Avenue Road


Old men and women shed thankful tears
Men also breathe deeply
The children clap their hands with hope and happiness
When they see the marching.

But the monsters begin arresting and killing the people
While the Revolutionists march without fear
On the Streets of Yangon.

The Devils are everywhere; their number is 77 and 66.
Thugs back them up
To kill the Saffron Revolutionists.

Sounds of guns and explosions deafen the Streets.
But the Revolutionists continue their march
This is 27th of September. Many Saffron Revolutionists are killed.

The sound of Saffron Revolutionists’ praying
Spreads all over the Streets of Yangon.
The Devils of 77 and 66 shoot to kill.
This is 28th of September.


The Saffron Revolutionists stop marching
On 29th of September, because many have died,
And many are still in the Devil’s hell
But their blood and spirit remains unstoppable
On the Streets of Yangon.


By marching to bring Peace, freedom and democracy
On the Streets of Yangon,
The Revolutionists have earned the hearts of the Burmese,
But the Devils have earned their hatred.

This is the Saffron Revolution;
And this is the Revolution of the Streets of Yangon!!!




(I would like to thank Uma for helping me to edit this poem)

Caw Hnuk le Ma Ma (hidden meaning)

Caw hnuk le Ma Ma
Ka dawt
Ca ka rel zawn ah,
Tial ding ka timh zawn ah,
Mi nute pakhat,
A, B, C tiah a au,
Let khat let hnih tiah a au,
Kho, cho, tiah laica a rel,
Mi dang zong nih an zoh,
Nan inn tual ah a si
Um har pheng cu a si nainn,
Lo thlawh le, baa rawh lawng
a thiam rih ko rua,
caw hnuk le mama kheih chawm..
a hau rih ko hih....

by Salai Muru Kaitial

Acung lei biazai hi a ho ka ti duh hnawh chan mi a um lo. Holh thuk (hidden words) biazai ah a um ning cang te Biaza tlan tu hna nih teh ve ding ah phuahcawp biazai pakhat a si. A sullam a kal ning le (hidden) word a sullam zawng aa naih pah ko. Ttha tetein, vui (10) na rel hnu ah cun a sullam na theih lai dah ka ti... he he :) :D

February 14 (Saw Wai Biazai)

Kawlram a hnin kho mi biazai. Hi biazai ruang ah catial tu cu thongthlak nak a tuar. Biazai Hero a si.

Saw Way nih mitleh thiam bang in Kawl ralbawi thalo pawl a sawinak hna biazai a si. Catlang hram thawk paoh i biafang te te khi khawmh dih ah cun, mah biazai i aduhnak cu faing pup in alang.

"Arnar yu gyi, Than Shwe" tiah a lang lai. Uknak aa hruhpi cang mi Than Shwe.... ti a si ko...

Vainam kap hnih tluk a har........ :D Velentine day biazai te a ttial ko nain, khatlei ah mipi thinlung chung ah aum mi kan tuarnak kha a langher, uknak tthalo dohnak lungthin a chuah pi ter........... A cawlcang kho lo mi "sui thlet cangmi,,kan zapei hna cu beng uh sih law ni hna uh sih... :-) :) :D:D:D 

Duhnak phawrh Rit

“Duhnak phawrh Rit”

Kan ton hlan cu, semmawng lung bang,
Zei um lo maw, Nunu ngaihnak.
Ton cang hnu cun, lungkil chungah,
Thutpi thiam lo, hngilhpi thiam lo,
Na muithlam lawng, ka mitthlam ah,
Zel chialmal hi, na thei hin lo.

Uar mi ngei in, dawt ve hlan cu,
A har ko maw, phur rit phawrh bang.
Duh hlah ning law, ka ti zawnah,
Sithiam tung lo, a zual chin tung.
Zei si kun hnga, duhnak sullam?
Ka ruah khawh mi, ka dawt tuk lai.

Duhmi ngeih cu, rethei ngai maw,
Zawt si tung lo, zan hngilh khawh lo,
Zan a tlai chin, mitkuh fim chin.
Ruatmi nunu, theihter zawnah,
Na lih ka ta, kan zum hrim lo,
Ti cang hnu cun, bia dong ko mu.

Chung lei thil cu, hmuh khawh si lo,
Phuang thiam si lo, theih khawh si lo.
Minung bia nih, a tlinh tung lo,
Duhnak sullam, dawtnak bia hi.
Nute caah, i zumh fawi in,
I palh fawi maw, dawtu tak tak.

I palh hin hlah, kei dawtnak hi,
Lenglei thil cu, a rawk kho na'n,
Chunglei dawtnak, hmun camcin lai.
Na ingpuan caan, na thinhun caan,
Thei thiam lai maw, daw taktu cun.
Dawtnak nih cun, tuar khawh lo mi,
In khawh lo mi, a ngeih tung lo.

Written By Smowan

Zarhpi Zing(Salai Zing Mang)

Zarhpi Zing

by Salai Zing Mang

Gtalk ka hun on ah na min zawn a "hring" lo;

nan innka aa hrenh fawn ttung.

Pher bang zual in kaan ah kan duhnak hi ka thlai lai, tu zing cu.

(Na ni men lai.)

"Sunghnak" timi hi zaangfahhruai lawng a si camcin lo;

iang a ngei sunghnak zong a um lai.

Pher bang zual in kaan ah kan duhnak hi ka thlai lai,

tu zing cu.(Na thei maw!)

[2007 May 13, 11:29 AM]

Zahan Cu

Zahan cu

Zahan cu

Thlapa a vang lo

Arfi zong an tlawm ngai

Thlizil zong a hrang lem lo

Fiakfai aw zong ka thei kho lem lo

Nain, ka li a leng...

Zahan cu

Zalam kam ah ka to

Ka zun ngaihnak hna hi

Ttingtang hri bantukin ka hrual hna,

Cun ka bunh hna

Ka vun tum tik ah cun,

Ka lungchung zunngeihnak hi

Ruah bang a sur.....

Salai Zun Hniang