Reality Real Poem by dechen lhamo

Far away mountains are blue,
And denser always,
Much is extracted from the
Nearby greens, though the rough it is.

Need not fall tears for grief,
Need not act for superiority,
If effort is to the fullest, since
Dump not are the silent, smile,
Not the happiness always

Striving to achieve the goals,
Without having properly set.
May be that’s the people’s thought,
To swallow an apple without a bite.


Dechen Lhamo