I started my School days sincerely and regularly,
with lots of industrious, expectations and hope.
Keeping aside numerous distractions and sacrificing a lots,
I worked tirelessly and timelessly to get a good career,
And to the goal of accomplishing my aim.
I had adapted the countless methods and strategies,
Never before any one has employed and it's unique.
Time is precious, and I had utilized every minute of it,
To the goal of striving an excellence in all, and
Yet it laid down, and remained under my knees!
Every time I remained late at night and woke up by an early,
I didn't bother my friends yelled out as a Nocturnal to me,
And Silverfish by my mentors, I keeps on doing my best.
I had a setup goals, which was there for a long time ago,
Whence it gives me a strength to prepare for my best,
And there my hope remains high all the time and invariable.
Though I'm not a loyal to all my teachers in the eyes of many,
But I paid respects and obey, listen to what they have spoken,
And acquired their teachings,which I took it as a Vast Expanse.
God! is always there for me and I prostrate the best I could, and
I felt I am Blessed and cared by the power of almighty God!
But where are all those luck has gone, and where is the favors in me,
Where is the rewards for my hard work, and why I'm left with suffering?
Now to whom I should question and to whom I should blame?
To my teachers, parents, friends or lover?
There is no success in me, and there is no luck with me.
I got only a small heart, and now it start to melt and lose hope,
For me this worldly and eternal realm of existence is found a big hollow,
Which I did not see hope and an inspiration, I am totally in lost. And
Now I must accept this as my karma, and I should go in line with the faith,
Karmic faith reveal what I have and take it into the ones own destination.
Composed in 2010, when I was in 10
Thursday, May 14, 2015
Saturday, May 9, 2015
My Dear Parents
དྲིན་ཅན་ཕམ་གཉིས་ཁོ་ཐག་མ་ཆོད།།
རིན་ཆེན་གསེར་དང་འདྲ་བའི།། བདག་གི་དྲིན་ཅན་ཕམ་གཉིས།།
གཡུས་བཟང་ཁྲ་མོའི་ནང་ལུ།། སྐུ་ཁམས་བཟང་པོ་ཡོད་གམ།།
དྲིན་ཅན་ཡབ་ཡུམ་གཉིས་ཀུ།། ཚེ་རབས་ཐོག་མའི་དུས་ནས།།
བུ་ཆུང་ཕངས་མར་ལེན་པ།། འཛོམས་པ་ཚེ་སྔོན་འཕྲོ་མས།།
སྔ་མས་ཚོགས་བསགས་འབྲས་བུ།། དགེ་བ་ཕུན་སུམ་ཚོགས་པ།།
ཚེ་འདིར་ད་ལྟོའི་སྐྱེས་བ།། ལན་ཅིག་འཛོམས་པ་དགའ་སོང་།།
བདག་ལ་གཅེས་པར་འཛིན་པ།། སྙིང་ནས་ཐུགས་ཀྱི་བརྩེ་བ།།
བུ་ཆུང་ཉིན་མཚན་མེད་པར།། བསྐྱངས་བ་བཀྲིན་ཆེ་སོང་།།
གཞོན་ནུ་ལོ་ན་སྦོམ་པ།། ཡབ་ཡུམ་སྐུ་ཚེ་རྒསཔ་མས།།
ཕྱག་ཕྱིད་གང་དྲག་ཞུ་ནི།། བུ་ཆུང་འགན་ཁུར་འབག་གེ།
དྲིན་གྱི་ལེགས་པར་སྐྱོངས་བས།། བརྩེ་བས་དྲིན་ཅན་ཕམ་གཉིས།།
སྐུ་ལ་བསྙུང་གཞི་མེད་པར།། སྐུ་ཚེ་བརྟེན་ལས་རིངས་བཅུག།
བློ་སེམས་བདེ་བར་མཆིས་བས།། དཀོན་མཆོག་སྨོན་ལམ་བཏབ་གེ།
Friday, May 8, 2015
Fatherly wisdom to a loving son!
Gave Birth to a Son
My son! I had a dream when you are in your Mom's womb,I closed my eyes to welcome you, there you cries and came as
Blessed by the God!, and the whole world cheers and marvel on you,
You gave me a strength, love and happiness to be a decent father.
Remember how much my heart runs and pumps blood,
Praying for both you and mom not to hurt alas!
Love you always my son! |
And dreams come alive in you, everything is perfect on you.
But the painful things is distance really matters in between,
I didn't have a time to be at your side and hold you in my arms,
And I'll have proudest time to say others, you're my son,
I love you! more than you'll ever know, more now and for always!
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