Cherry blossoms

Spring is here

Cherry blossoms prosper

in careless softer pink

Buds unfurl

Newness burst

So momentous

miseries abandoned

Joyfulness abound

Bees frolic

butterflies dance

In ways of the nature

I hunt for words

to seize the moment

for this spring awakening

Le Meredien

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Horizon vast
sky overcast
heaven pours
cats and dogs
ocean is roaring
tides rising
waves explode
ashore
breeze whispers
warning
palms tremble
frightened
fishermen return
tourists run indoors
in bitter memories
i observe it all
at Le meridian

Oddities

up in the firmament

the lone moon is dancing

the myriad stars

twinkle in glory

clouds are escaping fast
over the horizon

the clear blue sky

is stretched

far and wide

winds rustle

trees sway

time ticks

as I stare

into darkness

into oblivion

scorched by regrets

tumbling in absurdities

at my own oddities

a snowy Thimphu night

the sky is overcast

snow descends

in flakes

on the barren willows

amidst the concrete jungles

the solitary moon

and the distant stars

have shied away
this chilly wintry night

only a lone me
breathes still
to see your face

in the snow

rains & sins

Sunny, moments ago

Heaven has opened up
all so suddenly

and pours down in showers

drenches me to my skin

May it cleanse

all the sins in me

If only sins could be washed

upbeat

Heart melts in your beauty
Head is stuffed with poetry
Somehow, words elude me
though thoughts are copious
I vie for vent of expressions
for the glory of the nature

A night of snow fall in Thimphu

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Sun long gone

Street lamps are up at task

Night is unusually dark

and its brutally cold

Heaven has opened it mouth

and wafers down the softened jingles

Wow, it falls down in soft flakes

like dandelions in the air

I retire to bed in heavenly bliss

and dream myself in heaven

I wake up brightened

and I see the specks settled

I contemplate my musings

Lonely tree

the lonely tree at dusk captured at Bhur, Gelephu by zaypa

Ah, there stands the lonely tree

autumn has ripped it bare

of the spring's rich attire

solitary in the wintry dusk

gazing at the cold engulfing night

forsaken by the parting sun

retreating beyond the skyline

only the clouds tear in mockery

and yet the lonely tree stands tall

silhouetted against the horizon

It puts the cold night to shame

Only to warm this fallen heart

Spring is here again

Spring is here again

and the flowers are blooming

The butterflies are out on their wings

and it tempts my wretched heart

to see the butterflies sway

in the fragrance of the early bloom

How I wish I were a butterfly

I would flutter far and wide

and happily amongst the blossoms glide

intoxicate myself in hypnotic embrace

of the charming beauty vastly spread

the pleasing glory of the spring

the majestic queen of all seasons

when butterflies dance and birds sing 

Dewdrops

The dew drops

on the blades

of wintry grass

are not mere drops of water

Its

the gift of the night

the glory of the dawn

the onset of

yet another day

Monsoon musing

   The beats of downpour

with rhythm of the winds

tuned to rustling leaves

and swollen roaring rivers

amidst thunder and lightening

and the majestic hues of a rainbow

echoes to the clouds

eternal songs of harmony

of nature in abundance

and of melodies

that remains

unchained