Rigzin Namgyal

beautiful girl, beautiful girl
you are so powerful
beautiful girl, beautiful girl
i should have drawn a line
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..so here i am amidst the mountains..
..just the mountains and me..
..for its grandeur like a potent wine..
..flows through every rock, every pebble..
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O breathe a word
or two of fire
smile as if those words
should burn me
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in your light I learnt how to love
in your beauty how to make poems
you danced inside my chest
where no one saw you
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for every moan that escaped you during my birth
every bit of my flesh i owe to you 'O Mother'
in great pain did you bear me for my existence
all my pain belittles in front of you ' O Mother '
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..O wicked creature of gossamer wing...
..sashaying by that night i heard you sing....
..you tiny monster how cunningly did you fly..
..that night i saw the murderous, bloodthirsty look in your eye..
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he was born poor..
his whole life..
he lived..plagued by po(v) erty..
his rich neighbor had a dog..
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feeling so tired what should I do
feeling so dull what should I do
O God! ! ! what punishment I deserved from thee
this exam is killing me
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i did not understand symbols
you taught me symbols
you gave me symbols
we spoke in silence
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..i was caught unaware...
..was too timid but for her did i gulp the fear..
..when she spoke i quivered...
...my body went numb as i shivered..
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come fairies take me out of this dull world
to a place dats barren and cold
to a society where none intrudes
where i can find peace n my search concludes
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so its a new morning
I can hear the birds chirping, still having hangover from yesterdays
party, now every break up seems like a party, they say love is life, but for me love has always been chimeric, for me friends have been life
and friendship, a madness, I have always loved their company, we all know of the story of the moth and the flame
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the last
hundred rupees
has been withdrawn
suddenly
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..do ' you ' see the moon up there...
..why do ' you ' see only a half of it...
..when it is so round and beautiful..
..the same way...my dear....there are many other things..
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...while i puff..
..that makes me cough...
...when the smoke from my cigarette billows..
...the space between death and me shallows..
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an ' urge ' burns in my heart
a wish for me to see
the grand mountains stretching to the sky
and the beauty of being free
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..sometimes words do fly in the sky..
..but when words do fly in the sky..
..there are no keyboards to type..
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dwelling in an alien land
nurtured by the very divine hand
she's been there since ages
when she thinks of home she gets mirages
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Your love gives me wings
And I gallop towards you
Piercing the clouds of distance
Battling the vultures of society
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