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Home for me is unseen and unreachable.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Unknown Crime
I pitied you from the moment you put me in Prison for a
Crime never committed
I fought for my birth rights and you labeled me as
A criminal. I was just sixteen then and today I turned 24,
All these years in prison, I
Have memorized your face, and gestures.
I saw you as my inmate. I, behind bars, you
Behind invisible bars of ignorance.
One calm winter evening, when I stole a potato from the farm,
You smelled me and broke my wrist; you made me stand naked in the cold ruthless night,
In the morning, when I was still breathing, you tied my hands and forced me to eat
s***, while you with your other ignorant friends in uniforms, attacked me with
The heartless laughs, and enjoyed the misery.
I don’t care what goes in my body because my mind is not
Corrupted as yours. You can do anything with my body,
Touch my soul, you dare.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Uninvited.
མགྲོན་འབོད་མེད་པར་།
སྐུ་མགྲོན་སླེབས་བྱུང་།
དབྱར་དཔྱིད་གཉིས་རྫོགས་པར་སྤྱད་དེ་།
ང་ཚོ་གྲང་ངར་གྱི་དགུན་ལ་སྦྱར་བྱུང།
ང་ཚོའི་ངལ་དུབ་ཀྱི་གོམ་བགྲོད་རེ་རེས།
གྲང་ལྷག་གིས་ཐལ་ལྕག་རེ་རེར་གདོང་ལེན་གྱིས།
ཡི་ཆད་ཀྱི་མཚན་མོ་མང་པོར་བརྒལ་ཏེ།
མཐའ་མར་ང་ཚོ་བཙན་བྱོལ་དུ་བསྐྱལ་བྱུང།
སེམས་ནང་རེ་མདུན་ཞིག་བཅངས་ཏེ།
རྒན་མོས་ནམ་ཡང་སྨོན་ལམ་འདེབས་ཅིང་།
དགོང་རེ་བཞིན་རྡོག་ཆས་སྒྲིག་སྟེ་།
ཕྱིར་ཕ་ཡུལ་དུ་ལོག་རྒྱུར་སྒུག་ནས་སྡོད་།
Guests came
Without invitation
Stayed whole spring and summer
And kicked us in the cruel winter
The cold wind slapped us
With every step we trudged to exile
Many lonely nights in despair
Finally took us to exile
The old woman prays everyday
In the hope of returning back to Tibet
Suitcase packed
Every time at the end of the day
སྐུ་མགྲོན་སླེབས་བྱུང་།
དབྱར་དཔྱིད་གཉིས་རྫོགས་པར་སྤྱད་དེ་།
ང་ཚོ་གྲང་ངར་གྱི་དགུན་ལ་སྦྱར་བྱུང།
ང་ཚོའི་ངལ་དུབ་ཀྱི་གོམ་བགྲོད་རེ་རེས།
གྲང་ལྷག་གིས་ཐལ་ལྕག་རེ་རེར་གདོང་ལེན་གྱིས།
ཡི་ཆད་ཀྱི་མཚན་མོ་མང་པོར་བརྒལ་ཏེ།
མཐའ་མར་ང་ཚོ་བཙན་བྱོལ་དུ་བསྐྱལ་བྱུང།
སེམས་ནང་རེ་མདུན་ཞིག་བཅངས་ཏེ།
རྒན་མོས་ནམ་ཡང་སྨོན་ལམ་འདེབས་ཅིང་།
དགོང་རེ་བཞིན་རྡོག་ཆས་སྒྲིག་སྟེ་།
ཕྱིར་ཕ་ཡུལ་དུ་ལོག་རྒྱུར་སྒུག་ནས་སྡོད་།
Guests came
Without invitation
Stayed whole spring and summer
And kicked us in the cruel winter
The cold wind slapped us
With every step we trudged to exile
Many lonely nights in despair
Finally took us to exile
The old woman prays everyday
In the hope of returning back to Tibet
Suitcase packed
Every time at the end of the day
Friday, October 26, 2012
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she turn her face against the mirror and close her eyes, she stands still and murmurs, when she lose her balance, she would do it again and try to hold herself as long as she could. opening her one eye, she would then pretend to be someone else.
Lost pair
From the Himalayas you flee barefoot
Day and night you weep quietly in sorrow
In fear of losing identity root
Everything left behind, inside hollow
You shrink day by day, grief planted gray hair
Eating inside, the invisible pain
When in silence you talk with the lost pair
Tin roof complain day and night in the rain
Up from the mountain, flowing through was blood
Destroying everything, blinded the sun
Genocide, murder, and rape follows flood
Corrupting human rights, speeding the run
This falsehood won’t last long to run kingdom
Poisoning the world in the name of freedom
Day and night you weep quietly in sorrow
In fear of losing identity root
Everything left behind, inside hollow
You shrink day by day, grief planted gray hair
Eating inside, the invisible pain
When in silence you talk with the lost pair
Tin roof complain day and night in the rain
Up from the mountain, flowing through was blood
Destroying everything, blinded the sun
Genocide, murder, and rape follows flood
Corrupting human rights, speeding the run
This falsehood won’t last long to run kingdom
Poisoning the world in the name of freedom
Mending Goodness
Alienated loner clicking away
life in quiet desperation
surfing the internet
zoom soul into measuring the meaning of light
Life was slow but was in flow then,
now cybercrimes+ alienation= suicides
trust and respect flush in ?
time to re-re recycle your soul Corrupted soul has no way
to mend by medicines proven by scientists
better life gone in the midst of chaos
life in quiet desperation
surfing the internet
zoom soul into measuring the meaning of light
Life was slow but was in flow then,
now cybercrimes+ alienation= suicides
trust and respect flush in ?
time to re-re recycle your soul Corrupted soul has no way
to mend by medicines proven by scientists
better life gone in the midst of chaos
Rage
Handicapped black women begging in subway
“F*** you *” said the guy
wearing a hoodie to cover his skin color
which is not different than the women,
the rage in his eyes and the sadness in her eyes
tells the same story
but choosing different path
he came close to her and didn't look up in her eyes,
he said “why the f*** you are begging to these people?"
Jesus has never come to save our a**** and he won’t ever so,
stop being the weak ones
we are dead as a door nail to the world,
in their eyes we are thick as thieves we were born, raise,
and die as the *
“F*** you *” said the guy
wearing a hoodie to cover his skin color
which is not different than the women,
the rage in his eyes and the sadness in her eyes
tells the same story
but choosing different path
he came close to her and didn't look up in her eyes,
he said “why the f*** you are begging to these people?"
Jesus has never come to save our a**** and he won’t ever so,
stop being the weak ones
we are dead as a door nail to the world,
in their eyes we are thick as thieves we were born, raise,
and die as the *
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