S10zing'S FREE THOUGHT WHIZZING AROUND FREE LAND

other night i was chatting you but today you seems grisly beer what is up with you? darling did i hurt you, sorry if so can i chat with you today? i wanted to tell you something you might have realized that or somebody could have told you yet if you don't mind i will keep telling you are little strange sometime you act crazy sometime you sees me as nobody which make it so hard to tell you that we are meant to be i can no more say i m in love you and me are of different nature you like to change every single day while i like to see as the same love from now on we are never met before we don't know each other you move on with yours i will go ahead with my own that is all i wanted to tell you hope this won't make you more grisly beer

White stars shining high; On the mountains of my world. Hear my world cry; Sadness in my heart. You act like only one; The most beautiful. Turn your head around; You would see many cuties. Love and admire of my life, Kill the wicked of your mind; Abandon the possess nature; And be my loving moon. Friend and partner of my soul, Halt being the expensive; Demanding and sarcastic talking; And come to my life. You would never know, How peace is my world, Until you enter my heart, Come lets walk away with this life.

Back ground for i was stuck on that place for that long, i feel no zeal to look back and say hello. that confined place made me sick and very tired. i couldn't see anything besides four wall. one day after a week i happened to get little alright and fortunately there was little shower outside which dragged me out of the bed.  i went out and leaned against the wall at the yard. i had little day dream and my friend Jigme brought me back. in this free verse 'he' refers to Jigme and 'we' referring to my mom and dad. watching drops of rains, as they raced through the sky. leaning against the wall, clearing the sore throat. you don't caught up with cold you get refreshed. after days and nights on that being there makes you in heaven as the shower pours down minute by minute more birds passionately was on fence they might be cold,  wish i could help them they glanced right at my eye come on lets get in to hurt "go ahead son" we complete it ...

Still on the fence, gazing upon the blue sky and shouting hell out of me, doesn't really would help, neither sitting on the bed and contemplating life doesn't in fact provide the absolute answer to my quest. This really sucks and my life is half gone without really understanding who really am. When someone asked me who I was, I usually say I am Sangay Tenzin, but this is not what I meant to tell them, I would like to tell them much bigger. Sangay Tenzin is just the identification that is given to me, so that people don't get mix up with someone for me. So that great people like me can be remembered universally for squandering the precious human life, ***k However, I am rich in positive thought and perception. Sometime, I fell I am the helping hand of all those sentient being swimming in disastrous pool, but this hand seems like been buried underneath of worldly pleasure and is grabbing on to it. Clinging on to the temporary happiness and forgetting who really are and ...

Definition of me: literally defined as a student who does bachelor of science, majoring in physics at the university of new england, Australia, Mongolian origination. Ironically, defined as a shitty and useless crap ever existed in this world. such a punk ever to live in the world.. Sangay mean stone in Iraq but there is a hope that one day,,,,punk might become world's worthy person. thats a big dream.....indeed, lets see................. look at the figure, he looks like a hero without actress, such a shame mate,,, blockheaded man...can't believe him... lesson 1 , flush and blush experiences leaves perpetual imprint on the plate of brain. discovery 1, at alludulla- i found that i have no strong emo and such a person who can easily moved by flatter.. remember that, housefly was fallen in to spider's arm, coz of the flattering words.... discovery 2 . i was fond of pride, this have to get rid immediately, it is too dangerous... coz of this i  almos...

When the gorgeous blossom roses withered away with the seasonal shift, l aborious  watering and weeding work would require no more. Labour and  fertiliser  cost could now be saved for procuring other necessities.  T he apartment has turned into uneventful and haunting place. The gardens were left to rot itself.  The smiley faces of neighbours would not show up with camera anymore. T hey would missed the photo snapping session and they have no more present for their loved one during the birthday bash. Everybody started turning their back on me and I was found alone like a lonely chick in the crowd without mom. My day was much colder then.  However , after few days later, it became conspicuous that fate wasn’t upset. It came in to play. The remnant root started sprouting out and the aroma of red rose pervaded the ambient air. I was indeed on the mountaintop once again, grinningly gazing down to my duly décor house. However, only for a shot...

Wake up! The time has come. The dreams has became reality and god has started answering. It can't be, has I gone insane or am i still on the cozy bed dreaming? Well everything is happening in reality. It is not in dream. Druk air is schedule at 11:30 am to Bangkok. I am flying, flying away from the home country, leaving behind everyone and everything else. I wasn't happy nor sad, I was in unexplainable state. From left; Mani Kumar Sharma, Ugyen Wangchuk, Sangay Tenzin(me) Paro International Airport, 12th July 2011 On the very day of 12th July, 2011, I found myself waking up before day break with red eyes and of course with brighter face. I wondered whole night about the departure and journey by flight. On the other hand I was really disturbed preoccupied with how far I can offer my humble services to government after returning. I didn't get proper sleep either. Then for the first time I have waved my hands to Bhutan, my host country, where my parent and rela...

On 27 th November, at around 8:30 am I have waved my hand to the Armidale for the time of a few months. Jigme and I drove to the Armidale Train Station by my flatmates and we were glad and pleased to have such a loving friend together. I swear I won't forget such a wonderful mate that God has brought us as a sibling. Then to be exact at 9:15 we have started our journey towards Sydney. We had a last and final handshake and final hug and off they went back soon. Sydney to us was very unknown. We just had heard a name but the places were totally unknown. We were pretty nervous and worried about where to hold a night in Sydney. The journey was full of tension and anyway by the grace of God, we reached the unknown destination safely and successfully. The journey from Armidale to Sydney has been a long, tedious, and tiresome ride of approximately 9 hours. In the train, while Jigme was busy snoring with the tune of the train I was enjoying the movie title “Sa-tharingsa”. ...

The time of togetherness was fun and joy, but it is indeed unbearable to get depart. Everybody wishes to be happy but lend up struggling. This is the norm of the nature, nobody can amend, everybody has to chase it. But the fortunate thing is nobody can stop,  being happy oneself flash-backing the past treasured moment. Back to Ulladulla, NSW, Australia then, the time when i used to work in the berry farm with three other friends and fALLEN IN LOVE WITH ONE OF THEM. this poem is dedicated to them and it narrates everything happened and take back to that time. No words that i write can ever describe  How much it meant when i say i miss you. As the time pass by.... Loneliness grows in me... . As the day closes without seeing you... Heart cries for your warmth... As the gentle southern breeze gust through trees I yearn for your soft whispering. As the Dumaresq creek descends down,, I misses the time with you in clyde river When i walk through...