Nice to meet u n ur so cuite......Everything attached resulted in fear, Devoid of any happy cheer. Life was survival in surge of a gale, Flapping futilely beyond the pale.
Exploring the forbidding road ahead, Utter hopelessness filling my head; Summer roses seem neither soft nor fair Petals never fresh, unnatural the air.
Was I a ship amidst stormy sea, Drifting to isles, driven by destiny, A land of unwholesome enchantment And winds rising, With boundaries undefined Without surmising?
Time flew so fast….yet ever slow, Bitter experiences like I'd never know, Then came hope out of the darkest night Like the sun that shines for our delight.
Often and very often, Filled with frills, lace and blue, Giving a message about life, In verse so true. For it wasn't for the rocks along The stream would have no song Compiled; Tashi Tshering
