Wish Today Never Happened

Something cheerless about the room today
the silence is almost excruciatingly painful
Similar to a funeral home surrounded by death.

There's a small girl in the corner
Her face I could tell was in total dismal
She stood idle facing a plain white wall
Her halo turned dull
And when I saw her face
I started to cry

I could read her clearly somehow
torn between two hearts
Which wasn't hard to see
But she had lost one today
and it was tearing her apart.

My shadow moved clearly behind her
a reflection that wasn't blur
a state of confusion as I felt her pain
Her knight in shining armour had died today
the day they were to get married at the altar

Just like a ghost waiting to be heard again
He was the one who taught her how to love.
Now she was all alone
afraid and fearful of whats to come next
as without him, she was almost as dead.

Her silent tears echo back in the empty room
with a sad smile she looked at me
"There's still hope left" she said
I have enough love still in my heart
as I always see him in my dreams...

Then weeping silently I left the room
feeling melancholic and hopeless!

If Dreams Lasted Longer :::

It stood far away,
this place I saw in my dreams,
A lowly shack built like a stilt
Reminiscing about my old days
I found myself looking through the pictures and Videos
Like flashbacks and ghosts of the present all stood around me...

However, I was visited by a familiar face I was very fond of
The gentleness of the physique
the softness of the face reminded me:
In this unfamiliar territory that i wasn't alone.
Everyone stood around gazing at him
and my smile could clearly tell that
He came here for me...

And Lo! There I was in his arms the next moment,
While only pictures of another familiar face floated around.
But that wasn't my priority tonight
All I knew was
I was safe by his side
and he was there for me...

Back rubs and our fingers slowly touched
until our palms found each other
My heart beamed if only you could see
Like a small girl seeing her crush walk towards her
Gazing together out towards the starlit skies
Butterflies were stirring up within me...

"Don't know if i could be..." the song started to play
 with loud buzzing vibrations..
Soon enough, it wasn't my dream anymore,
but my phone waking me up
for it was 6:45 pm on a saturday night!!

I AM...

I am a Gun with no Ammunition
but always ready to shoot,

I am the Feet that is bare
Always walking the extra mile,

I am the neck that has turned blue
sore from being strangled,

I am the arm that is scarred
The number of times I've cut myself,

I am the eyes that see the world
But I was born Blind,

I am the Body that is wounded,
the constant blows and battery I've received,

I am the stomach on the operation table
from the 3rd abortion and mis carriages,

I am the Lips of an Angel
that silence none when in need,

I am the faith that moved mountains
But my religion is free,

I am the camera that sees the truth
expressed in pain and reality,

I am the Music that holds meaningful lyrics
Like an art with a thousand expression,

I am the dover waiting to fly
Killed instead with no Freedom,

I am the Pen mightier than the sword
linking words together making a story,

I am the Sky above your head
unpredictable any minute,

Finally, I am the word
Braver than all words combined.

Damage Control

Silently weeping under the covers of the quilt,
Desperately Wishing To fall asleep quickly
Endlessly thoughts running through my head
Wondering when dawn would break?

Hopes crushed, false promises yet again broken
Pain caused and silences the night
While lights dim low
and i turn my face towards the paneled wall
Hoping for a better day tomorrow...

This moment is painful
All I long for is to sleep the night away
Doubts, Unrational decisions and anger did break loose
And things will never be the same again!!!

What may be said now is forgotten the next day
Un kept words that hope placed trust upon
Just as the rain washes away the muddy paths
So does time when all is in haste...

I doubt this all makes sense right now,
Happiness is impermanent And I cannot control
Neither mine nor yours
As moments hold a higher place~

"Sometimes fate is like a sandstorm that keeps changing direction"

You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play it out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn.?Why? Because this storm isn't sometime that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you.!This storm is you, something inside you. So all you can do is give into it, step right inside the storm,?closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun, moon, direction, sense of time there. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones...
(Kafka on the Shore,4)

Tarayana Fair: 4-6th May

Face painting done by a Volunteer (yeshey Nidup)

Yeshey, Kinley and Ashim Yiwang

With my Sister Yiwang

#2 Win at Car Race

With Yeshey Lhaden

The Sounds of a Meloncholic Raindrop

With each heavy rain drop the clouds got lighter
The roof danced in happiness along with the black out!
So silently i sat there embracing the splashing sound:
The sound of the rain filling the drains
And slowly overflowing onto the pavement...

My pillow was the only comfort outside this darkness
Clearing more doubts in a night than in days
But the Heavier it poured,
the colder the heart got and I stopped believing in miracles too...

Citizens camped outside lost everything today
The endless downpour needs to stop now!
As poverty stricken families rushed towards a safe shelter,
Warmth, security, happiness was all they prayed for:
However, my shadow still refused to be moved in sync with my echo...

Contemplating a tough decision while inhaling much of the air left
I wanted to help somebody...anybody tonight
But the rain continued to fall heavier and got louder with the hour
And I felt trapped in my own abode
While far away across the mountain a faint cry of 'help' was all I heard...

The Rain brought back the light to the mountain slowly
Unable to see I became restless
The sounds echoing in my head like a waterfall at the end of a cliff
I chose to take the higher road
A road that led me to believe I was happier here at this place...
For now at least.

But a wise person once told me:
Happiness is merely contemporary and I was solely responsible for my own.
He didn't promise to make me happy
Rather he would give me his best if he had the choice.
So with a slightly sombre expression,
He slowly closed my eyes to sleep...