Khampa Boy Poems

Storm clouds roll in again and again
Till the snow high drift is utterly slain
Light and laughter began to fade
My world is now captured in shade
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The kingdom in a mosaic of golden rays
Was once the paradise of happy days
Fields of greenery and soils soft creams
The mother of all, home of sweet dreams
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Today, a joyful moment of my alien home
Hails the sixty fourth birthday of Bharat dome
But a hazy day of my sickly snow state
Unfolds a dawn of thrashing storms of hate
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The song in a rhythm swirl
And a tune in the fire whirl
Can you see them through their eyes?
Or will you listen least to realize?
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I sing through the wind blown
A song from the land unknown
Bewildered if I should rue or rejoice
For I can't hear her voiceless voice
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Rising above the foliage stretched across the hills
In a crystal fountain that snowy white distils
The celestial light which keeps darkness at the bay
I am the dreamful cold breeze on the summer's day
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