My poems are my songs
My poems are my songs Using consciousness to touch the language in the air Thus, my poems are born Songs for every one of you If poetry is merely words and sound Then I, as a poet, am neither Neither poet nor human Just a pile of excrement, filth People will avoid me, like the plague And with it comes ridicule and insults And a deluge of complaints Many poems and their owners In the dark and lonely teahouse Become outdated, become ruins Twisted and strangled by the tea server Abolished, destroyed, and dead Poetry is a legacy The nourishment of enlightenment A prophecy born from communion with God The sustenance of those who understand A streetlamp for passersby A vast galaxy piercing the darkness Author: Gyalpo Tamding