a Collection of Famous Poems

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I don't really know how to write a poem, but I'm interested in reading it very much. I like reading sad poems only, although I'm a very happy person...

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My hero

Heroic Krola Homkong

My Role Model

Samdech Jotannano Chuon Nath
Supreme Patriarch of Cambodian Buddhism

My Inspiration

HIS HOLINESS SAMDECH MAHA GHOSANANDA
Supreme Patriarch of Cambodian Buddhism

"Truthfulness, Forbearance, Gratitude"

My LIVING Inspiration

HIS HOLINESS THE 14TH DALAI LAMA OF TIBET
(One of the world's bravest and most courageous spiritual leaders)

"For as long as space endures, and for as long as living beings remain, Until then may I too abide to dispel the misery of the world." By Shanti Deva"

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To
The Buddha of our times;
The ray of light that dispels the darkness from our world;
The beam of hope for peace and a better humanity;
The warmth that soothes millions of hearts and minds;

He who hails from the land of the snows,
In every passing day of our time, grows,
In his magnanimity and his fame

We, members of the Buddhist Communities, bow to you
To express our heartfelt gratitude for your noble deeds
For bearing the torch of Buddhism and bringing light unto this world.

~ Presented to His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama on May 5, 2009 by Names of all communities follow.

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RECOMMENDATION

 

Promise me,
promise me this day,
promise me now,
while the sun is overhead
exactly at the zenith,
promise me:
Even as they strike you down
with a mountain of hatred and violence;
even as they step on you and crush you
like a worm,
even as they dismember and disembowel you,
remember, brother, remember:
man is not your enemy.
The only thing worthy of you is
compassion --invincible, limitless, unconditional.
Hatred will never let you face the
beast in man.

One day, when you face this beast alone,
with your courage intact, your eyes kind, untroubled(even as no one sees them),
out of your smile will bloom a flower.
And those who love you will behold you
across ten thousands worlds of birth
and dying.

Alone again,
I will go on with bent head,
knowing that love has become eternal.
On the long, rough road,
the sun and the moon
will continue to shine.

~Thich Nhat Hanh

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Nirvana may be the final object of attainment, but at the moment it is difficult to reach. Thus the practical and realistic aim is compassion, a warm heart, serving other people, helping others, respecting others, being less selfish.
By practising these, you can gain
benefit and happiness that remain longer.
If you investigate the purpose of life and, with the motivation that results from this inquiry, develop a good heart - compassion and love. Using your whole life this way, each day will become useful and meaningful.

Every human being has the same potential for compassion; the only question is whether we really take any care of that potential, and develop and implement it in our daily life. My hope is that more and more people will realise the value of compassion, and so follow the path of altruism. As for myself, ever since I became a Buddhist monk, that has been my real destiny - for usually I think of myself as just one simple Buddhist monk,
no more and no less.


~Dalai Lama



 

With a wish to free all beings
I shall always go for refuge
To the Buddha, Dharma and Sangha,
Until I reach full enlightenment.

Enthused by wisdom and compassion,
today in the Buddhas' presence
I generate the Mind for Full Awakening
For the benefit of all sentient beings.

As long as space remains,
As long as sentient beings remain,
Until then, may I too remain
And dispel the miseries of the world.

~Shantideva

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My Reflection

 

Most people know me by Jendhamuni, my first name only! It's okay, but for me, I always want the whole world to know me as Jendhamuni Sos.

I just want to tell you how much I love my last name. In fact, I am the only child who carries this last name now and forever. I think I should tell you a little bit about my background.

On Monday October 30, 1972, a baby girl was born to this very confusing world; my parents did not know what to name me so they decided to have an abbot (Head of Buddhist Monks) of Palelai Buddhist Temple in Oh Jrov, Battambang, Cambodia, given me the name instead.

My ethnic background is very confusing that I almost didn't know who I am. My parents never want to talk about this topic, I don't know why. Lucky I was raised by my lovely grandmother who came from another part of Asia, that's why I know more about my history.

I miss her so much. I always want her to come back to earth.

My grandmother is a very unique woman and she passed this on to me. When I was about 4 years old, she taught me how to chant in Pali language. I learned very quick and asked her to teach me more.

"That's all grandma know, if you want to learn more, I'll ask Grandma Aet (our neighbor) for you.

"Please grandma, I really want to learn more."

She then did what I begged for.
I remember this beautiful moment forever.

One day, when I was about 7 years old, my grandma and I were sharing a happy moment together. All of a sudden this guy, our neighbor, came to us and said, "Jendha, don't be too attached to your grandma because she's old now. She will eventually die due to an old age."

Back then I never knew that people will die when reaching old age, I thought human beings live forever unless someone kill them. His words shocked me badly. I remember crying in front of my grandmother saying, "It's not true, my grandma and I will live forever, no one can separate us."

My grandmother is always my hero. She rescued me when I fell off the window; she saved my life when I drowned; she protected me from the bullets during the Vietnamese invasion in Cambodia. She took care of me until her very last minute. She did not allow her spirit to leave her body until I became her reflection.

A day before she died, she was very ill, everyone thought she would leave us that very day. All of a sudden she looked very fine and healthy - what a miracle! My parents thought she's recovered. When everyone left the house to perform their daily routines she took me with her to wash all the dishes and do other houseworks, then brought me upstairs. She taught me how to chant and pay respect to our dead ancesters.

"Da, you must remember what I just taught you, ok. You have to do this when I am not around," Grandma whispered.


My grandmother did not allow me to come downstairs until I memorized everything she taught. She then took me outside and bought me my favorite icecream. I enjoyed eating an icecream so much without realizing the death clock is ticking.

Who knows she had to leave me.

The crucial moment finally arrived, forcing this young and innocent child to watch her grandmother dying with tears and sorrow...my grandma chanted the Buddha's name until her last breath.

One person I did not want to lose is my grandmother. I needed her!

When I found out my grandmother's spirit left her body, 1001 images attacked my brain.

"Who's gonna cook with me, who's gonna laugh with me, who's gonna eat with me, who's gonna clean out my wound when I fall down, who's gonna bring me to the temple, who's gonna sing me a lullaby, who's gonna tell me folktale stories, who's gonna comb my hair, who's gonna sleep next to me, who's gonna bring me to the bathroom at night, and who's gonna make sure my feet are cleaned before I go to bed..."

No word could describe my feeling. That night I was intoxicated...That was the first and and the last time I've ever absorbed alcohol in my entire life. I've never experienced this type of loss...

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Spring is coming by,
Oh Grandma, why you're still sleeping?
Lonely in the grave.

Who will teach me how to chant,
Who will teach me how to smile,
Oh, Grandma, you're my everything!

My Grandmother passed away on Friday, May 30th, 1985 at 5:30 A.M., in Luzon Island, Phillipine, when I was 12.

 



 



 

 

 

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