Sane Hopes

An Uncertain Journey

The lucid sky at night

Greets me.

And the full moon

Bewitches me even more.

The twinkling white stars

Show a true place for me to be.

The clear cyan sky

With the sun with its white rays,

Opens a way to a new beginning-

A way to truth,

A way to the world out there, where

true love and care exist.

A heart that can be trusted

Can receive rains of love.

Fruits of peace and friendship grow.

Who doesn’t know what is bad?

I want to be there.

I know its dreaming,

 But I will wait - for the hope of it.

My SONS

Thank You, merciful God, for giving everything.
Thank You, mighty God, for health and happiness.
Thank You, omniscient God, for a lovely family.
I supplicate to grant us these — always.

I am grateful to my parents
For bringing me up
And making me what I was not.
My debts to them are countless.

I am blessed with the wealth to carry on
And a good place to live upon.
Thank You for sending us two lovely sons —
The day they came to us was our life.
The sons are our suns.

The twelfth day of the month —
That is when they were born:
One on November 12th, the other on April 12th.
Twelve has become my favorite number.
How happy we are to have you both!
With you both, it’s all happiness.
We are so happy to be with you two,
Our dearest sons.
May God grant us to live for seven generations or more.

You are our world, little ones.
We would do everything
To make you a better person,
A good person,
A truly living person.

My new born baby sleeping sweet

Oh! how we like you

Changing and kicking out!

Me and my baby

His mother feeding

When he was seven days old

 

I am indebted to my father and mother

Four of us with our best

Two of us

My dear little ata baby in Tsirang

Baby ata and his mother

Baby ata and his father(me)

Proud to be a boy and studying in Darla MSS

In Gelephu. Three of us

On the way to Trongsa a long time ago

During Blessed Rainy Day near Gedu

Inside Darla MPH watching the concert show. Baby Danced!!

A Hiccup

A momentary hiccup

Strikes me

Spilling over sudden sadness,

And bringing inexplicable memories,

Etching my desperate soul-

When I know you're no longer with me.

A sudden silence in between

Stirs so many dreams,

Afires with life and joys,

But the odd sense of feelings,

Lumps my way out

When I see you're no longer with me.

(Trapped in these hiccup and un-hiccup)

Alone I live, longing for joy at the end.

The race of this life

Makes me painful,

And counting without a wife

Makes me a fool.

I hope they are not to stay long.

Footnote: A momentary hiccup in the poem shows two sudden shifts of moments; a hiccup bringing sorrows while hiccupping, and dreams of joys that cone right after the short hiccup, just as one feels new and fresh once you hiccup-if only for a moment. It also reflects a temporary setback to somebody’s plans or arrangements. In this way, it mirrors the transitory nature of life: one quick joy and one quick sorrow. Anyways, for me, I live each day with hopes for tomorrow, though I have to walk with these two hiccups.

A photo story of Pema Tashi 2016

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