i can’t stifle myself anymore
these mornings are cold
soggy and blue,
i am the same as my dripping wet towel
she whom i follow in my dreams
In my dreams, / we kissed atop a mountain
Wonder if I –
Wonder if I flew above the malice, / and into your heart, / brushing through the hymns,
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All that has been embedded / in the deep ruins / of an abandoned root / is now watered with the vows,
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They say / you become what you eat / So she ate flowers / All these years
Year of the Tiger
The Cat put us through hell, / Killed my kin, dreaded my mind.
In the Fall
This year’s crop did not flower. / It was the lack of rain compounded by
Just You and Me
Poem by Tsoltim N Shakabpa: Just you and me and the starlit skies / Linked in silver chains and crowned with glory
The Breath of Love
I draw the highway to heaven / beneath the shade of hell
I Hold My Candle
Silent foreboding behind prison’s door / shadows of the willow scatter across your pillow
Words of Farewell
Not even a petty word of farewell / One in the crowd, standing motionless
The Survival of Darga Parkhang Chenmo
The Dérgé Parkhang Chenmo (Derge Printing Press) in Dérgé County of Kham Region, Tibet, survived through from the beginning the Chinese occupation of Tibet in late 1950s to the Cultural Revolution (1966-1976) and the reconstruction drive in the late 1980’s.
A Soldier’s Heart
In a faraway land, / Like a bird betrayed of its nest.
Season of Love
Some feel it in the morning dew / Some feel it with the drizzling rain.
Romancing the Night
Yet another day passes, Yet another day sleeps / Enter the world of dreams, bringing love in heaps.
Flight of the Cage Bird
Silence of emptiness pierced through the air, / And forlorn feathers fluttered in the captive sky.
Tiger of a Lamb
Sometimes I see, I hear, I know / My country men laying their lives
Songs of the Sixth Dalai Lama
Over the eastern hills rises / The smiling face of the moon;