Thinley Wangdi Poems

Thy voice rings in my ears, like a ceaseless drop of the rain,
inoculating wailing pains, glued to adrift mind of mine,
yet I fail to outcry my inside fears, for I fear the fears.
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The unexpected beep of her message,
Revive my long dead hope with joy.
Pushing my heart hard-open,
And filling it with love and bliss.
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Here you are, again!
Carrying the same old agonizing pain.
Intruding my mind which had long rested in peace,
Just like the way you did decades ago.
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Life dances with hope, to the glimpse of your smile,
Creating a halo of a dike to distant miles,
Preventing those unsolicited mountains of woes,
And from harm of those vicious foes.
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