A strange thirst...

There’s a strange thirst Inside the ardent heart of mine. Someone is coming closer That I can’t stop myself Tough I tried several. Now I can’t escape As she is part of me. Everywhere I go, Everywhere she is…. I am travelling freely But my mind is captured. They call me ‘Traveler’ Tough I am an escapist..! Alas! That the pain is invisible, Or shall I be covered with mountains………

1st regret..

I was too young that time to value her, Too young to understand her affections, And too young to fulfill her wishes. But now I know her, Can understand everything she had done to me, And grown enough to fulfill some of her wishes If not all........ But alas..., that she got a kind young man And a cute child to look after. Say these are the lines of my regret, Or should I call this as my craziness...!

Thought 0.2.......

I have became a dried leaf of autumn season; too weak to stand on my own.....too exhausted to move a small distance and too pathetic to bring out a smile. Yet I am wandering here and there, where the mighty wind leads me to.....with no vision in my mind. But there is a glittering wish in my melting heart though it lacks the hope, as the spirit of mine has turned too week.
Alas! I am alive today, but I will be dying tomorrow. Is this the way how I am destined to....?
I worked and worked so hard for the survival of that tree and I dedicated my whole youth for it's sake. But, as I detached from it by a small misfortune, nobody ever cared for me. And I became what I am today.
The pain in my heart knew no bounds and its always overflowing, yet i shed no tear as it's the sign of cowardliness. but I only took a deep sigh of regret and keeps on moving with the mighty west wind. Searching......searching.....and searching for a place where I to be buried!
Cheers to that beautiful tree,
Cheers to the person who betrayed,
And cheers to my own destiny.

'The Immortal Hope'

Onto the long ranges of Himalaya,
I can see a bunch of prayer flags
Hanging from the top of one range to another;
... Flapping and trying to make a call
To unify the people of Snowland.

Far away from those beautiful ranges,
I can see the palace of Songtsen
Standing proudly at the center of forbidden city
As if it's looking for his lost fellows
Or giving us a call to come back to Tibet.

In front of the great potala palace,
I can see my brothers and sisters
Reciting 'MANI' with a rosary in their hand
And an immortal hope in their heart
That we brothers in exile will do something...!

Ladybird...!

I saw a ladybird yesterday
On the blade of a green-green leaf;
Standing still like a coral of Mediterranian
Which made me to wonder
If it's breathing or not.

It doesn't sing like a cuckoo bird,
Nor does it work hard as a house bird.
But it's the real thing of beauty
That gives joy to broken heart
And relaxation to the pensive minds.

Then I saw it moving gently
Like the way japnese women does
When the magneficient breeze moved that leaf.

Here it comes, there it goes back
As if she is in search of a long lost heart.

Oh! The favourite creature of my childhood,
The beauty of anything grows
When you dwell on them,
And fades back to normal
When you leave them.
Such is my describtion of your beauty.

Now fly, my dear fly!
And never come here again
As those envious birds may swallow you alive
And I will remain broken forever....!

Smile lady, smile!

There she is standing still
Like the great Mona Lisa
With a beautiful smile on her face,
And a cascaded hair around her shoulder.
I don't have the eyes
To see the colours of her mind,
But the smile on her face portrays everything;
A smile that increases the beauty of her,
A smile that gives pleasure to a stranger
A smile that relieves the pensive mind
And a smile,
That is real thing of beauty joy forever.
So smile young lady, smile!
And make this world bloom
Like the beautiful face of you!

Good Bye..!

There she goes......
Without saying 'Good bye'
Without leaving behind a last glance
And without even considering
The promise made by her.

And here into the heavy rain
I remained alone
Like the weather of today;
Gloomy, cloudy and broken.
Yet I shed no tears
As it is the sign of weakness.
So I said 'Good Bye' to her
Inside my own heart....
Though she lost into the distance!
Good Bye!