Odes

You

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:18:37 +0200

Staring beyond…
I stood at the edge,
Oceans away from her.

Air of reminiscence…
Lingered soft and tender
beneath the angel stars

Faces and voices…
Shimmered countless
Onto the gentle sea.

Just like yesterday
Things seemed like
Falling in place again.

It’s hard standing here
all alone ‘tween stars and seas;
How can I not be moved by you.

© Tenzin Jigdal

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The Promise Red

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:10:25 +0200

They promised me a bread to eat
And in return took my fields.

They promised me a river to drink
And in return took my sea

They promised me a home to dwell
And in return took my country

They promised me a smile to cherish
And in return took my happiness

They promised me a moon to gaze
And in return took my sun.

The fields are now pale and barren.
The rivers are now dry and withered.

O my Wishful-Gem*
You are the one and only now I have….

© Tenzin Jigdal

(* a figurative reference to His Holiness the Dalai Lama)

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Plastic Toys

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:06:21 +0200

O children of the night
Too long you’ve dwelled in the slumbers beneath,
Hear me now and consider one more step.
Step forth to the other side
Where all is too bright
Set alight by the gift and the curse
That Prometheus hath brought upon men.

Shed some of your darkness but not all
Before the light consumes us all and leave none.
Like the raging fury of the great Zeus
The light blazes far and wide in all realms.
Wherever you are I ask thee
O children of the night hear me now.

Greed, power we all fall prey to.
The reality before our eyes dismembered.
Politics, money, shenanigans,
dancing to its tunes like puppets
Until the strings betray us all.
Nor the alchemist or the shaman of the great Indians
can stop this rage of fire now.

Justice blindfolded and stripped naked
In the streets of injustice,
exposed to humiliation and ignominy
is now dead ten times more than a death on its own.
Souls of the dead squirm and whimper in
the shadows of the light.
Plastic toys but all is what we have become.

O Children of the night
Wherever you are, hear me now.
Shed some of your darkness but not all
Before the light consumeth all and leave none.

© Tenzin Jigdal

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Answers

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:04:25 +0200

The great vulcan above me,
that endless colors of the wind &
thousand sentiments of the sky
he who has endured,
i stopped by to ask:
"tell me what is that you seek
in this wide turquoise sky?Stars?"
and this he replied:"Freedom"

The mighty mouse beside me,
that endless faces of the time &
thousand ages of the rocks
he who has witnessed,
i stopped by to ask:
"tell me what is that you seek
in these cold gray mountains?Treasures?"
and this he replied:"A Home"

The gentle whale beneath me,
that endless murkiness of the life &
thousand solitude of the ocean
he who has journeyed,
i stopped by to ask:
"tell me what is that you seek
in these deep blue waters?"
and this he replied:"A Family"

And so i left at last,
veering off that same old road,
away from the crossroads,
deep into the woods
in pursuit of the three!

© Tenzin Jigdal

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Season's Ode

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:02:20 +0200

When the sweet air of
spring’s first blossom
kiss the clear sky blue,
I think of you.

When the gentle smile of
summer’s first shine
strike the light fields green,
I think of you.

When the tender tears of
monsoon’s first shower
quell the parched earth brown,
I think of you.

When the cool breeze of
autumn’s first song
lull the crisp leaves yellow,
I think of you.

When the soft flakes of
winter’s first snow
greet the lone mountains white,
I think of you.

Always you…

© Tenzin Jigdal

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North Star

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 10:50:04 +0200

When darkness fall upon you,
Close your eyes and see into,
For the star will shine through
And bring forth that light to you.

When road ever betray you
Believe your will and stay true
For the star will rise anew
And guide you all way through.

When solitude creep in you,
Listen your heart and feel it too,
For the star will stand beside in lieu,
And shoulder that friend to you.

Beyond the clouds, it shines
Like pearl's glitter in thy eyes
Forever sheds that light true
The North Star there for you…

© Tenzin Jigdal

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The 3-Feet-Tall-Border

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:12:12 +0200

They say the postman
Comes here every Thursday
And goes there every Thursday.

And here I stand at last-
the other half of me lying
across that 3-Feet-Tall border.

No other fences grew
Except for the barb wires
Which along the border lay.

The birds above must find it queer,
my hands stretched desperate
to seize a piece of my land across.

And before I unite again, I must leave.
Yet I shall return, I promise,
Taller than the 3-Feet-Tall border.

My one half here
And the other half there-
Both in exile lie
Across that 3 -Feet -Tall border.

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Autumn Leaves

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:07:50 +0200

Yet again, the tree
by my house has grown old.

Autumn leaves fall,
helpless and soundless,
undisturbs the slumbers
of the ground beneath.

The tree stands in solitude.
no shelter of its own,
no shoulders to lean on,
braves alone winter’s cold.

Whispering winds
singing lullabies,
rock the leaves to sleep
in its cradle beneath.

Patient and unwearied,
ready to break free
from the shackles of time,
they await the moment.

They await…

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Longing...

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 11:55:35 +0200

There... far across that ocean,
stretching endless and forever,
on full moons night,
I last saw the glimmer of her hope.

There... amidst that field,
lying fresh and pure,
butterflies dancing wild and free,
I last felt the touch of her beauty.

There... by that river,
slithering smooth and naked,
currents playing the notes of life,
I last drank the wisdom of her innocence.

There... under that tree,
standing high and strong,
birds singing song of time,
I last shed the tears of her sorrows.

There... on that hill,
kneeling low and humble,
winds whispering the tales of yester-years,
I last saw her in her entirety.

There... beyond the Himalayas,
forever extending,
standing high and relentless,
lies she. Waiting...
forever waiting...

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