Tshewang's Journal

In the early doze of beautiful spring You were tilling the soil; for the growth of another season Waited for your return, And you did come Packed my lunch for the school so dearly And before I leave you for school A promise that I repeat everyday To be a man you wanted me to be Repeat I and echoes my inner self As I listen to the songs unheard My dreams fade away; but to hope I clung on Hoping that someday I would become a man you wanted me to be. Yet I think I am failing you! As intend to sleep; the journey begins; Of a way long needed to be walked on By the gliding waves of imaginations Of a destinations unknown, And yet as you hated life and walked the realm away Have you ever wanted me to be more than a good human being ?

When life beacons its bad beauty You sworn away yet left you in choices lost. Tries grasping its beauty; but choices are not for you For it is your destiny; clings unto hope though with despair overwhelmed. A car without fuel, laptop with internet disconnected and kitchen with pots unfilled Welcomes you in the bend that life offers, a turn which awaits long And through the blue shades you look at sun, it blends but not all rays Yet accepts you; for this is the choice you made A ray of hope, a mother in mother’s place; Thanks to you my benign Aunty Pem Should you see the cute smile from my kid wearing a nice shirts and pants? Yet that’s the only gratitude they can offer you, know them well. My car has fuel to run, used I the half of which you gave Crackers for my kid’s breakfast; used quarter of what is left Feasts by them like Oliver Twist in his orphanage Luring around; I cannot but see them grow The despair that overwhelms, tempts me to los...