Chatkhigey


Ngarang gi wakhal khanbada
Hayeng gi pothafam khangdre
Matam chatkhi khanghawdre
Ngasi gi lambi su ukhidre
Chatkhigey amuktangga.

Thamoi gi awaba fongdhaklaroi
Ahenba pambada soikhre
Tainabagi mee leikhidre
Ngasi gi lambi yamna sangeh
Chatkhigey leplaroi.

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To the boy dying young


You fought hard against destiny,
Do not blame yourself for losing,
You were loved, you will always be loved
Until the world ceases to exist.


Many secrets you wanted to unravel,
Many mistakes you did not want us to make,
Do not blame youself anymore
When the day is over, we still love you.


You are gone, a place with no return,
Leaving behind bittersweet memories.
Wake up and take my hand one more time
To our world of ruins and broken glass.

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The world tells you everyday to be yourself
And it pushes you to the edge sometimes,
When you don't even know yourself -
Closer and closer to the edge.

I have everything to lose and
I have nothing to lose too
At the very same time.

This could be the day
I die for myself.
Sacrificing.

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If the world
Comes to an end tomorrow,
What would you have done differently?

Would you be
Full of regrets or
Full of contentment?

Would you be
Obliged to your duty or
A soul without any care?

Would you be
Happy to let go off the past or
Dwell in the sadness till the end?

Would you be
Smiling to see the pain end or
Struggling for one last stand?

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Is it okay to be without a plan?

Afraid, stumbling every now and then,
Some laugh at you, some share the same plight
And some erasing those scribbles of pain.
But when will you help yourself first?

Alas, left alone sometimes,
To ponder, to ask yourself - about yourself.
People hardly know themselves,
Does it matter what they think about you?

Again, do you even know yourself now?
Can you paint your own picture?
To travel without a destination,
A ship without a harbor.

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It is hard to lose
And wonder why?
I ask myself,
Could I have saved him?

Sweet memories,
Seems like a lighthouse;
While I am the ship ,
With no anchor and no helm.

Closer I get to the answers,
Feels like I am losing my mind.
It is hard to lose
And wonder why?

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You called out my name
With such disdain,
I turned around
To see your melancholic eyes,
Tears on your cheeks
But also with a smile -
Your pretty face,
There was no such disdain.
You didn't hate me
As I felt.
You didn't love me either
As I thought.
It was somewhere in between
And I was somehow going there,
Along that path with you.

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If. . .

If I learnt something this time then it's that I won't be ever ready for what life throws at me. If this is my fault then let it be mine to endure. If I no longer remember the boy I was then it's because I couldn't save him.

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I miss you Papa

I try to walk in your shoes,
The shoes feel too big for me
And the laces become loose too.
Now I have to walk on my own,
On the path you wanted me to follow.

You taught me how to walk,
Holding my hand when I stumbled
Again and again, picking me up
With a smile whenever I got tired.
Teach me once more, how to walk?

You always taught me lessons of life,
To be happy with what little you have
While you smiled and gave me everything
I could have ever asked and dreamt of.
You made a hard life look easy.

Now you are gone,
I hope I can be atleast
Half the man you were someday,
To carry forward your legacy
And to meet you again oneday.

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Let love be my strength,
A boy asks for nothing more,
Just a happy family to sit along.

Let hope be my guiding star,
A man asks for nothing more,
Just a path with no thorns.

Let a legacy be my gift,
A old man asks for nothing more,
Just a name that people remember by.

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