Ode To An Orphan. Poem by Wangchat konyak

Ode To An Orphan.
(By Wangchat Konyak)

Oh, whom shall I impart my innermost sorrows?
My childhood was a nightmare in the wild.
I've tasted the sourness of being an orphan;
I've endured the harshness of the winter frost,
And have walked into the darkest woods of grief.
Oh, how can I erase the piercing memories?
My life was filled with a miserable scars-
Shattered by the shadow of emptiness;
And my dreams was bewildered in the air.
Oh, tell me whom shall I narrate my yoke?
I've befriend loneliness, and embraced solitude,
For the world have failed to understand me;
And have despised to acknowledge my call.
Oh, I cried, ‘home my dearest home of ease'.
At night I dream of the warmness hearth;
Wish for a cosy family, clothes and shoes;
And hope to one day like Eagle be free.
I quench my thirst and hunger in imagination,
And wake up to plough the hardest ground.
But then, I've become a man - gentle and strong,
Though I've none to share my pain and woe;
I've found the ultimate love in His Grace.
And learnt to find peace in the midst of sufferings;
For I've found the blessed sanctuary in Him,
And I lament no more in the world of despair.