A Sad Night Poem by Phurpa Wangdi

The lord of the sun
Ever so slowly withdraws its light
Behind the vast horizon, it slowly fades
It feels like a painting
Beautiful, it's worth seeing.

From white and blue
To a dim orange, it changes
Although a sight to hold
It warns of a time of darkness
Of a time of sadness.

Sitting outside on the porch
Eyes fixed on the moon
a heart is touched
Touched for reason known only to myself
Tears flow loose, greeting the dry rough cheeks

The thoughts from deep within
Erupts like a volcano
Sadness forced into a corner
Covers like a fog

Grasping hold of the chest
I feel a throbbing pain
A heart is breaking down
Into pieces uncountable.

A sword pierces the heart
adorning it with a hole so big
It heals not, but 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