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...who is a POET??...he is...but a dethroned king sitting among the ashes of his palace trying to fashion an image out of the ashes...
..he is the poorest of the poor..yet he carries an oasis in his heart cultivated by the caravan of his thinking...he is a pauper..but he still pretends to be a ' prince ' in the kingdom of his vivid imagination..
..he only sings when he is starving for he cannot sing if his mouth be filled with food...
..he only raises his hand to beg for he cannot raise his hands if it be filled with gold...
..his wealth is his winged imagination and fictive power to think...and ' thinking ' always acts for him as the stumbling stone to ' poetry '... :) ;)
..he is a tree watered by the river of beautiful thoughts..and carries in his heart a lamp unconquered by darkness..
..yes..he seeks NIRVANA..not by counting coins of gold..but in leading his sheep to greener pasture..in seeking a smile from humanity...in putting his child to sleep..and in writing the last line of his poem... :)

...he will be unheard until humans honor the dead and forget the living..for then only upon his ' death '... ' he ' will rule their hearts...and his kingdom will have no ending... :) :) ;)
..TO HAVE GREAT POETS..THERE MUST BE GREAT AUDIENCES TOO... :)

Friday 1 October 2010

..every breath i will lend.. :) :(

if you were made of fire 🔥 
and I were made of paper
I would still kiss you anyways 


if your beginning shall need my end..
for you every breath i will lend..
if your happiness shall need me in sorrow...
every pain in the world i will happily borrow..
if your life shall need me perished...
i shall forget every dream i cherished....
if i do not see happiness in your eyes..
i ll cry tears even while i am sitting in paradise...
if in your heart a place i cannot win..
even a place in heaven is a bin ...
if in your heart a flower i cannot nurse..
all the happiness of the world for me..is a curse...
if i am painted a castaway to an isolated lagoon..
with you besides me..i ll consider it a boon...
if  people around have my name demonised...
i wouldn't bother if i only have ' you '  realized...
if something that keeps me happy makes your eyes moisten..
even the sweetest nectar would taste like poison...
if only my ' death ' shall forever open the gates to your heart...
i would merrily embrace it and to the other world i shall depart...
if then and only my ' name  ' in your heart you will forever carve...
i will ' smile ' even as i lay sleeping in my grave... 
if even then my love puts you in pain..
i would rise up from my slumber  to have it slain.. :( :(

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

wat a rhyming,,,
its perfectly o'sm.....:)
get goin....

Rigzin Namgyal said...

..thanks doc...
..thanks for dropping by...

Pinay Scribbles said...

hi, did you sketch this yourself? it's nice!

Drchaitra said...

hey nice one

bale rambo said...

...like spring sets in , flowers starts bloomin..all the romanticism..arises..4m the poet..n on all a sudden..it soothes awy..all..d..miserliness bound to us..

..nice poem..

Rigzin Namgyal said...

@Drchaitra..
...thanks for droppin by...

Rigzin Namgyal said...

@delhida ei..
...amazing lines...poetry fr sure brings us out of of our everyday miseries...
..it shows us a way to escape frm d realism dat sorrounds us...though only fr sumtime..hehehe..
..thanks fr ur comment.. :) ;)

Deepika Vasudeva said...

nice poem... :)

Vishal Raj said...

appreciations for nice writeup. You kept the rhyme going. Good.

Rigzin Namgyal said...
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Rigzin Namgyal said...

@deepika..
..thanks fr dropping by..
..am glad u liked d poem...

Rigzin Namgyal said...

@vishal..
...yah..had to maintain d rhyme till d very end..
..thanks fr d encouraging comment.. :)

mingure said...

very romantic ,.... n u lucky boy...guess what ?????????

⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺ said...

Beautiful piece of poetry
Keep writing

Rigzin Namgyal said...

..thank u so much Valli..
..i sure wud try to come up wid more.. :)

Pretty Love Poems said...

Accidental Love

Love is hard to understand,
It is rarely, ever truly planned.
You may think its strictly mental,
But its actually, fairly gentle.

If you truly pay attention,
It may seem like a great invention.
With everyone that gives advice,
They always say, there’s a heavy price.

But I just follow, what’s inside,
Since our hearts, did collide.
Once the mess is completely cleared,
There’s nothing else to be feared.

by pretty love poems

Rigzin Namgyal said...

@pretty love poems..

..beautiful lines...

..but i just follow whats inside..
..since our hearts did collide..
..once d mess is completely cleared..
..ders nothing else to b feared...

..thanks fr dropping by... :) ;)

Maniparna said...

Wonderful words and I loved the sketch, too...made by you?

usha said...

Breath breath no matter what i am sure your lending will not go for vain...!!! Remember show must go on and it will as long as you breath.. Amazing words with rhymes...