Wangchat konyak

Love Definition.
(By Wangchat Konyak)

Love is a beautiful bridge-
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Ode To An Orphan.
(By Wangchat Konyak)

Oh, whom shall I impart my innermost sorrows?
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My silence have engraved my voice,
My voice have deprived my rights,
My rights have snatched away my share,
My share have dethroned my identity,
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Misery is an old friend of mine,
Without which life is unrefined;
It is my mirror of past and present,
Without which time is impatient;
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Life is short, too short to live and wait,
Cause everything is linked with time
And there's nothing permanent.
Here was I waiting for you,
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There's a boat across the unknown bay-
Awaiting to pick my soul from the clay.
I well know the route where it leads to;
For it was foretold in a native folksongs,
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Men in a tavern aren't strangers;
Though their looks seems peculiar
They aren't so as we think they are.
They are man- wise and fool like you and I
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Faith is an invisible trust
That our inward believes.
It's something supernatural,
Something confident,
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Though misfortune falls on my path-
In thy supreme judge I take delight;
For thy grace restores my faith,
And revives my soul to uproot plight.
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The moment I took delighted in you-
The world turned its face from me;
My imagination begun to built a bridge,
But my silence became a wall.
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Yester is gone, gone somewhere;
I don't know where, when and how,
But it's gone, never to return.
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If life on earth be short,
Let me adore thee darling
And if life on earth be a wailing,
Let me heal thy swelling sort.
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There's no world as happy as a fantasy-
For a man to find himself in agony.
Though one may barely feed his hunger,
And quench her thirst after burning at Sun;
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Take me to the path I never trod,
Show me the wonders my heart could see
And teach me the songs of love and hope;
For many a years, I was in the dark room,
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You Are Always Missed.
(Wangchat Konyak)

There you are my dear,
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Somewhere She Lives.
(Wangchat Konyak)

Somewhere in the mystery land,
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I am not dead, do not mourn.
I am part of the earth you dwell,
Part of the fresh air you breathe.
I am not gone, do not bid farewell.
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The Cards And The Gamblers
(WANGCHAT KONYAK)

The cards and the gamblers
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Life is embedded with lies
And this isn't a tales.
In a pursuit to survive,
I've learnt to embrace lies
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Up on the hill of Tangnyu village -
A genius was born from a blessed womb;
I called that genius - 'Papa' with love,
And he is my father - my solace.
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