The Midnight Pleas

The Midnight Pleas

I am not the frozen-feet guest
Who walks by night and vanish in haste
If warmth of my heart be felt on your chest
Can pleasure be concealed beneath your breast?
Forget the folks and folktales of jest
Our throbs shall echo the moment of blest!

The blush on your cheeks should replace the light
Under the blanket as we cuddle in delight
Some pushes of yours would make the moment bright
As I shove my fingers into spots deemed right
Close your eyes and disappear into moonlight
Rainbows in darkness shall only be the sight.

My foot shall measure the length of your feet
Please play dead until they meet
Hear my breath not for wisdom or wit
Attend your turn to try and repeat
I won't hurry or reach for the kit
Before I hear thunder from your heart beat.

Then in unison lets forget the time
When season is ripe and blessed the clime
And rejoice to brim when our ages at prime.
The melody from the moves shall sound like a rhyme
And the shadows on the wall shall stand for a mime
Until we squeeze the last drop of our lime.

Source: On the Wing's of Wind, Anthology of Soul's Whispers-Vol. III.  phddorji.blogspot.com

A Woman's Heart

(To all the women far and near, as long as your kind walk on this earth, every new day is A GREAT DAY to celebrate to honour your unmatched strenghts.)

A Woman's Heart

She is just a lowly stone
The one you step on and forgotten when gone.
With hammer like words break her to powder
Into soil she changes as your tone gets louder
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness.

She is just a lowly stone
Used in need and discarded for lone
With fire like words burn her to ashes
Into soil she gathers from the burnt down trashes
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness.

She is but a lowly stone
Left on the path you move like a cyclone
With wind like words blow her afar
Into soil she settles without trace of a scar
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness

She is but a lowly stone
Your feet rubs until it's worn
With river like words wash her off-shore
Into soil she transforms from the sands of yore
And with time she resurrects to stone of toughness
Unless you dissolve her heart to nothingness

She is but a lowly stone
With hammer like words break her to powder
With fire like words burn her to ashes
With wind like words blow her afar
With river like words wash her off-shore
Time shall resurrect her to stone of toughness
And nothing can dissolve her heart to nothingness.

Source: On the Wings of Wind, Antnology of Soul's Whispers-Voll. III
phddorji.blogspot.com

The Cricket's Tricks

The Cricket's Tricks

I walked the thicket, thick and thin
Followed the cricket  crick its chin
"Catch my 'cacos' and collect my calls"
Said she with her sharp shrewed strolls.

Like a lazy lass lethergically on loose
I march the mud through muddy marsh
Picked her trails like a trapped, trembling goose
And lost at last to the lustful lush.

From the distant darkness dared she jeers
My falls and follies and frights and fears
This minute mischief minature though size
Tricks triple the toughness of talented wise!

Wine and Sorrow

Like  splattered paints on the rugged floor
Deep with color, dull though art
The sky turned dark and so his mood
From lonesome pain to fearsome sore
In thoughts of love and hearts apart
Moaned his soul in doleful brood.

In a candle-lit corner stiff he sat
Starring his copy on bottles shown
The wrinkled lips in his frozen thoughts
Sunk his jaws in distant wait.
Conscience fell like a breaking bone
Wrestling his breath for the losing bouts.

The ale was but an emotional cage
Buried were pains yet scars abare,
The wrinkle lines were painted red
With wine borne sorrows adding rage.
He stood with head bent above fear
And took his way his trembling feet led.

Dear friend

Dear friend
             My prayers and best wishes accompany you and shall remain with you for all the ages to come. All the best in your coming endeavours. KEEP GREEN AND BE SEEN.
             I will with all the reasons feel empty in your absence. But this emptiness of mine shall be filled with the memories of fraternal ties we shared.  You have shown me the power of resillience before the adversities, strength of ignorance before the emotional calamities, and the passion of tolerance before the atrocities. I shall with all my mights, strive to disincline from such clinging trifles of life.
              Thanks for the warmth you have shown through your unprecedented brotherhood amity. Thanks for the care you have shown through your unpurterbed flow of texts and messages. I am once again reassured that this world indeed has people with the hearts bigger than the size of the world itself. Keep smiling like always. It at times, guides the straying minds of the struggling hearts.
                No good bye for now.

With best wishes
Phub Dorji