Wangchat konyak Poems

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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I earned my bread with sweat and toil,
My skin scorched by the midday sun,
My fingers bruised from tilling soil,
My ribs and nerves in constant run.
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The sky-high prices in my town,
Once it is raised never comes down;
Sellers exploit buyers without care;
Tax collectors loot from wholesalers,
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When you are lost midway
Do not question life,
You will surely unearth the path
As you move on.
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Life is brief, therefore it's intriguing
But sadly, some lose sight of its swiftness,
And disheartened upon his tumbles.
Had man foreseen his drift or slips
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