My Expression Of Joy Poem by Pema Yonub

My expression of joy
The land destined by the thrilling joy,
Blessed from the supremacy of golden groom,
From where the radiant of happiness enjoy,
Like the diamond in the golden room,
Altering the heart of every asset to the great…

Surrounded by the sacred silence of mountains,
The perfect image of environmentally tarragon,
Where the canopy of trees stands like fountain,
Beautifying the world to its paragon,
In which every being wander without terror.

Bless with the river that runs so fast,
That magically turns into ngultrum,
Developing the country to its vast,
Spreads the legacy like the rain of chetrum,
Thus, no beggar but thousand givers…

The land engulf by the core of compassion,
Where prophecy of leader blossoms with hearth,
All in all, the source of illumination,
Happiness by birth and happiness till death,
The devoted paradise of the present world…

The rising blended rays of thunder-land,
That shall never adieu beyond the terrains,
Foreseen fairy of the wonder land,
Like the royal bride of wish-fulfilling rain,
May all wish of the kingdom be replete…

The jubilee under the rays of celestial glitter,
Of which the rays shall never fall dusk,
May the world be brighter without bitter?
And immortal rays shine with no dust,
Thus, fulfilling the dreams of gleaming GNH…

The eternal reign of Wangchuck dynasty,
Compassionate by birth and honest by deeds,
Nothing can be compared but the ecstasy,
The words of waltzing flower that thousand heeds,
Sympathetic by perpetual love of his burning soot…

Those Fleming lines of blazing gratitude,
My inborn vehement thoughts, of thousands gibberish,
That the prayer of pristine poetic attitude,
This shall immortalize and will forever cherish,
Thus, those noble deeds of hereditary reign…
"May my lines be the source of GNH…That shall shine over till the doomsday? "