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Become outdated, become ruins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
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