Kathup Tsering Poems

When I am nothing …

Under the sun, over my shadow I walk,
You may think, it’s easier,
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In March

the cold wind cries
through my ownless window
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March Reflections

A dark fog
wrapped itself around Lhasa
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Long hazy day`s dreams
angel`s love resides within
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A warm tweed jacket, made in Tibet
A treasure made by my fathers skinny hands
A man of love, courage, and brave heart.
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Fly to me as the glow of dusk settles in
Cries from the sky are heard
Flowers sleep as evening smiles
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Life threatened
Separated
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Life's shimmering candle light glows
but like the roaring sea or merciless wind
silent and ferocious, death comes at moment's notice
and the shimmering candle light no longer shines
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With memories fresh in my thoughts
I think about my Mountain home
the corners of my mouth begin to quiver
my smile
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Fires of night burn shedding warmth
yet my sleepless nights cause me unrest
I am in the midst of an ongoing nightmare
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