A Sad Night Poem by Phurpa Wangdi

The lord of the sun
Ever so slowly draws away it's rays
Behind the horizon, the sun moves
Like in a painting
Beautiful, its worth seeing.

From white and blue
The sky becomes a dim orange
Decorating the enormous sky
Warning the world of the dusk
Of a time of sadness.

Sitting outside on the porch
Eyes fixed on the moon
a heart is touched
Touched for reason known to itself
Tears flow greeting the cheeks.

There it is
The thoughts from deep within
Of all those sadness
Sadness forced into a corner
Compiled enough to last a eternity

Grasping hold of the chest
one feels the pain building inside
A heart is breaking down
Into pieces uncountable.

A sword pierces the heart
adorning it with a hole so big
It heals not, it only grows
You nurture your sadness
With red eyes and quivering cries.

Sadness greets us all night
reminiscing all the anguish
emptiness is all that lingers
Sadness won't stop
For night and sadness goes along