Dechen Doma Sherpa

Rookie - 84 Points (2nd july 1987 / Sikkim)

Dechen Doma Sherpa Poems

1. Crow's Feet 9/24/2012
2. Twinkle 9/28/2012
3. What Love Did 9/28/2012
4. Yearly Visit 9/28/2012
5. Sita Ya Sati 10/25/2012
6. Soul For A Bottle 10/25/2012
7. Mirror 10/28/2012
8. God And Globalisation 11/10/2012
9. Masquerade 7/5/2013
10. Saintly Sinner 7/8/2013
11. Resounding Reminiscence Of A Refugee 7/11/2013
12. Blessed Voyage 7/11/2013
13. Cup Of Tea 10/13/2012
14. Cold Desire 10/13/2012
15. The Man Called My Father 10/13/2012
16. World Apart 7/13/2013
17. Macabre Mosaic Mocking 12/13/2013
18. Of Joy That Kills 5/6/2014
19. I Do Love You 7/9/2014
20. Confession Of A Living Dead 9/1/2015
21. Dream 9/21/2012
22. Live Again 9/26/2012
23. The Man I Killed 9/26/2012
24. My Running Shoes 9/27/2012
25. Parched Creek 7/13/2013
26. Swing To Swing 10/15/2012
27. Screaming Silence 10/16/2012
28. Whisper 10/13/2017
29. Birthmark 10/13/2012
30. Shame For What? 9/23/2012

Comments about Dechen Doma Sherpa

  • Om Chawla Om Chawla (9/28/2012 12:11:00 AM)

    Keep the fire burning and channelise it productively. Wishing you all the very best in your efforts. Incidently I invite you to read my poems 'O Lord', A 'prayer' & 'O Priest' written by me some 57 years ago.

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Best Poem of Dechen Doma Sherpa

Shame For What?

Don't tell me why Life is unfair, mine's not yours to live
Judge me all you want, i simply don't care about it
All i did was to survive, i see no sin in it
I had a stomach to feed, charity was too expensive.

Death was not an option, i chose to live
Selling my body to save my soul its a deal i signed
M i unclean to sit by you? i wonder who sleeps with me?
Honour is a word too fake for me, what will it fetch me?

No shame in me will you find, no regret or repentence
What you do legally, i galdly offer in exchange of money
Purity is the state of mind, i m a...

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Live Again

The monsoon flooded my childhood memories
The paper boats, raincoats, muddy cakes and granny's tales
Sweet oranges, first crushes, undying pacts, papa's trademark hats
The race through the fields, the climb upon the trees.

Hide and seek and the chor police
Disney world and barbie dolls.
Wonder where is my butterfly dress.
I wish to fly again with fresh smelling earth in the air.

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