Tshewang's Hingtam

Love is the hardest subject if one can study It can be a simple lesson if we listen to words If one do a research it will be the longest chapter If not, if one fall on it, it will be a pain, The pain. The blood, The tears and the war zone. As known- Love have a order, it have a sympathy and a rude. Order, The likes and dislikes, it have accordingly And the brightness of sympathy wouldn't be as long Till the end of relationship by the death and fire and Divorce and the law-everything have a potential Potential to change by even a small word of mistake when one analyse on it, it is hard to find-get-and see And a simple to know with the practical one goes, One day love, a day care, a day dates and another sex. After and faith up, then the war, and as goes the pain. For all, if knows love is a formula for happiness That gives you a peace, but not for all as for blindly When love builds way one must pillar with compassion. In both happiness will be certain ...

The perfection of human life is to live, Then should the live to be peace and happy of course the way of love should be plain And plain must be understood and studied well. Thousand fall in love but not with the destiny to run And lead the love to the ends of love in family, But ends with the lost of virginity and its taste organs. Millions dead were by love and countless of fights, So how could the love make human live peace? Should i go wrong to you, but i am right aye- By saying love is a highway to the hell we make: Love is a root to the fruit of egoism, greed and self, And a seed of the root of fighting, killing and bloods. Better than love one is the best- the best from bests. And my philosophy just on the compassion. The mercy of pain and joy for the brief- Of sure the way of millions of greatness had gone, Truly had been in love but understood the core meaning, Of love is to give the feeling of sympathy to the opposite, Pillar the way of courage in the oppos...

When did the history of love begin? Does it after the money evolution? Or can i believe after the wealth rise? May be i can say for the power: But the real meaning is aye secret, Unknown to the lover who fallen in love. Thousand years the history may go back; will never find the accord of love starts, And so, nobody wanted to focus on it. Neither to take as an subject. we are careless. Without the background we tend to participate, Certainly love has: have on wealth.our era- if failure: say on money, our love in beam, Modern, now everything went so advance From the heart we grow to live by the new And the poor love may die in the power of: Misunderstanding, divorce and great lost. contemporary, the real i know of love is lost, The power of love to help and understand,. Its nature of care and sympathy by emotion And its respect of own sovereignty and rights So will i teach through the contain of lossage. 

Poetry is the language of emotion, poet express his emotion not his feeling into the poem- Poet writes with tune and stress with nature. So does that poetry be the best of all literature writing? -Auth Sangay Tshewang

I was the man, who search for the most beautiful star at night, when selection doesn't work, i found the moon as i dream, Nearest, shinning with brightest chilling breezes over darkness. If i would have been found with one star, the star of most love i would have been mistaken in the sense i felt on loves. Like i dreamt for beautiful star, once i dreams for the lady- i wondered when i would finish counting on it, despite getting the one as a desire by the view of loves Been a great task to fathom on women's world. Certainly i stalked, but i got without a lot wander on, Infront of my nose- roaming like a queen of dream awaken. Simple-shining by the colour of core beauties, like a moon like, Like a dream i dream for, so shall the dream come faster, And the choice of dream wasn't bad for my reality, That wasn't her or she as i touch thou with my lines That wasn't a miss world nor a miss city even a queen bee, But simple country woman-from the country s...

I am the greatest walker, on the road of every direction. I walks in the endless direction sometimes to the undefined destination For education, for tour but mostly for fun. Home is everywhere for me in odysseys, Sometime a world ahead my journey. Afar-admits nor behind my odysseys. Mostly i takes my home with me, Awaken myself to every place i reach I am always with the home i create. Peace, joy-like a heaven like home Just the love-smile and rejuvenate in, But where dose that love of home comes? Inception, the day i saw you- You made the best home for me, safest shelter to be hidden from the zone, And the zone we consider it as a dangerous. Of course the lie as a write, am away by looks, But the truth of shade is am around you, Coming -going and seeing your steps of emotion, And easiest i feel, thinking you, i am aye home. 17:03:2016

If we look upon the beauties of this world, one can not count on seeing it, everything we see, we smell, hear are best, But the beauty of sun is different. Shinning alone, moving alone on its own world, no bother of anyone, it shines every morning, giving every living the rays of joys to pry. clearing the darkness of the darkest world. So could there be any one who never love sun? Think about its colour, you might not see apart. focus on it, every colour is the result ofthe sun. Without sun we could not have beem seen any colour. Darkness have only one colour, and a black. How lovely does we see in sun that we never express. Think of it on birds, rising in the dew. Catching the beauties of early morning rays. So have you ever woke up in the morning sunshine? to just feel the breeze of how dew fly on the rays, Or can i be the first to take you to the wall of sun? But nothing difference on your beauties with sun, thou, yourself is the sun, lightning the world of one,...

The live wouldn't have been without life, Life wouldn't have been without our body{form} Learn more- which one is important rather one, But impossible is to think on it, "without this world-earth". So-lets thank all the blessing we have, Supposedly, live and life should come aye together, And no doubt, life and body as same. But the difference we have is our Karma, consider as a creator of our forms and beauty. So lets make the best together, to make good karma. That make the future of living best from all we see best. Breathing well in every second is not the best living, eating every food, best of all isn't the point of rich living, And dressing colourful is also not a smart living, everything we do we are the spoiler of our nature, So it never create the best karma of your living. The best we can believe in is Compassion, Good karma resulting in good living we get. Source from empathy, sympathy, compassion and action, considering the karma, ...

To be believed in love,  i have no space too, Not because i don't have love or cupid, As you do, i too have to love for same, Except- i don't believe in it as short, A year back, i remembered it, A day with love, same as described in stories But where is my love now? and who fade away? No, i didn't do or chase her away. I have always loved to be with Ms. love So love pull me down to the narrow world. And do i need to believe in love? what say you? Never-too  lost, i had a hope that day. The best thing to have when you have nothing, The hope of finding one, one day. That hope never loose, even for a day. And now i have a new plan on new find Not a love but how about calling you a wife? That is more secure to sustain than being in love, more comfort to share the plan we have,-secret to, So shall we nurture eachother on the plan we makes, And will that threaten you to say, "make me a home",  i shall be a hero of making it to you a best place i d...

If my eyes can make a vision beyond the mountain betwixt us, I would have known every step you take-without miss But despite reaching beyond the mountain, -considers enemy. It is hard to reach even the clear sight of the few tens miles. When beauty lies beyond mountain, i see no use of the eyes. Eyes-all are lie as we see, in short understanding of its sense. Even the greatest liar of all senses we have, without hope. And the sense that doesn't have eyes, just to see, Fulfill the task done by eyes, and weights more. So the- believe of my mind to consider, it never take me to hopeless. Though the eyes focus on lie, my mind never deceive me like. Did i think of becoming blind? No!, certainly not. I have to cross the barriers of my way to reach thou. So, do it clear that way of my legs, way of love so easy. But of my mind, so clever of senses- in all round of focus No matter, how hard i am with my time, Still, he manage to pin on you for a time he wish, In a place, p...

I have a dream, very big dream, the biggest from all. Not a dream of desire to become the richest-or highest. But the dream that leads to the happiest living, Not by nurturing the sense i have- As not by placing an importance to myself, But by taking care of my neighbor with sympathy. I have a dream inside my dream, Nobody knows that dream still live in me, And that dream, living from your meeting, Not the dream of giving you the star nor a moon, Not a dream of giving you a expensive jewelry- Not even a dream of giving you, what i don't have,  But the dream of giving you my only heart and trust, To you, and building my hope with you. I have nothing, extraordinary to give you, Apart from my plan, Plan of making peace- Plan of giving you everything i have, Even the poorest i have in my fate- No matter what i sense from you, All i feel, just a sense of aroma of love, inside, so shall we create the junction of love, That walks together from the same date, {two:two...

When the sun shifts towards westland-from the horizon of last crest. Ere the darkness become unearthly even finding hard to walk Every living returns to their home, that made out of their happiness No matter how important is the day or their event- Home is just a home, another source of their happiness. without absentee, without counting their distance, one should attain, For the meeting of peace and joy, betwixt family, love and trust. That is the habit of our time and a practice of our routine. But when i travel, i travel to the distance of elsewhere, that do not covers by the instrument to measure, may be call as crossing the mor reaching to the limit of imaginary, That i travel faster than the time machine, seen in some fantasy movies,  Nobody knows me, where i am but they knows to know i am with them, walking, talking, playing and passing the time together because they have a eyes to see my carcass with them breathing,. Evenly, i am not death, but still on the ...

We have thousand of distance betwixt, north and south like. And the numbers of days to count, ere we arrange the meet. May be the months away to chase by the time we have. As or many considerations, one thing is aye alive. And another thing that belongs to me is always with you, That the hope is alive and my solitude heart is with you. i keep my hope beyond the trust, give my heart in love,  -apart my need, so or, believe i could arrange our togetherness. A permanently together till we end to live by. When word go strong in love, you must be in doubt you develop, As you said, "You are highly educated, you may ruin me". I do admit it, few have done that and most will say "no"- So i am here on ''no''. giving you the space to build me a trust. And i do consider of my education as a bow- that join the idea from the numbers people in making better world. so it wouldn't bother you of suffering with me, i oath, Instead i feel, i am the ...

I have experienced hundreds of hours- And the thousands of seconds in, Just believing beauties are the lair. On it, the days went on my believes As it proves me by thousand of reasons. First the beauty i consider as Young and- The clean face, white nature, and slim figure, Certainly i spent loving on it much years and my age- But separation and meeting time of nature, changes us in pole. Clean face has a nature- to occur volcano, pipe line when ages steps on, whiteness to black when sun loves more on white. And the tall becoming shorter when stick starts- Helping with its sympathy on us, And these are, the beauties of our cocoon mind we believe in. Nevertheless of all, your beauties like wonders like The narrow curly hair the art drawn by cloud- your round composite pinky face, like a dream moon of - Bhutanese calendar, shone on Bhutanese night. Love by all and the greatest artist like cloud never dies, even the moon will shine though it misses some nights so you!...

Education, the seed of all wealth, Gadget of the modern-  -world. Cosmetic of the beauty-desire living, Of course, the power of a post we are designate. And the curse of all the sin we do "-blindly". The world we live into our life-civilized-educated. Not because we know, A, B, C, D,......... Even not made by English we speaks, But at least we knows to know writes the feelings. Now the man has education-by-for, even by certificate in years of schooling, or, By marks, prestige , ranks and the recognition But we miss the value on prove of education we have. Nor the value doesn't have the proof to make prove. The holder of the proof enjoying on the undefined joy, May be on the beauties of this world-unknowingly- But harming in the beauties of sides they play. Apart these are their world in bed of their time. Nonetheless, my Hero, you have no certificate- That proves you are high in education by marks and related- Certainly! the value you have on your livi...

When i look upon the sky amidst the day i can see nothing, but the cloud in gang swing in directions. The greatest artist of all they like and wish to draw, Making the shape of all the mysterious and our wonders. As i went deep, just covering the direction To the beauties of sun i reached above my head. But it could not accept my eyes to see because- i did not accumulate the good deed in my karma, to allow me from seeing it with my proud blinking. so i compare you to the sun upon the sky.{Pure, Virgin and beloved} During the night, lonely i was thinking. As i strongly penetrate through its colour. The moon, the stars and the light of taller building, i could see beyond the blackness of my eyes. Breeze slowing as if the warmness of your body, surrounding me and helping to make me chill  As we had spent in our short sporadic time. So the beauties of stars shining so far as i see, Million of beauties i can count twinkling{with love sight for me} But no! i can't acc...

I suppose, i were a blind for the year, may be the deaf i feel sometime- so that i could make myself dumb And the sense of nose i can use Just to smell your best aroma, Without the desire, you think as sin- May be because i may be your sinner. But blessing of god blessed me more- Given with the best sense i do feel and object- Arranging me with the wonderful karma, Taking all the way i walk to safe. And saving me from the sins i do bad. The best i can think, best i meet with you. That is the best of all i must like, And the gift i got from my god of believe{religion} For, nothing i have to scare or- need not have to- build the sense of exception in your Karma. Thousand and hours i will wait to say "i love you", You are the best i could love with my-best. Giving the love i sense of peace and happiness- So never make me senseless of Mr. Love And you are the gift i receive from the god i trust. 05:03:2016

I have a wings, but without feathers Though i try to grow it i consider it as a distance process Not because i hate to nurture it and, not due, of the lack in courage of touching sky But i am tried of doing it alone. And these wings are the wings of my dream which i caught on it i knew i was a dreamer. But further it gives me a concentration of lives So i knew i have a relation on its' subject and That for the subject of my planing. The wing i thought can loves as my home the plan of my future dwelling. Mixture of genders in open family relationship but useless as wings without feathers. As to have a dream of my own family so i needed of someone, prophesied by love. For the love of prophecy i have been waiting certainly- seeing for the uncountable hours pilling on days But when i saw you, law made me blessed at first, Further by your beauty in kindness. as i compare- no one. Resulting i have a mind of calling you as my feather. 04:03:2016

There's a gap in a place we meet.                                               Where i confess and you reveal about the nature we belongs to and that change into "no gap" by the arrangement of word 'love' and it brought us to the same empathy Sameness by the concentration of our heart. And the hope of same bed till our carcass. -of course no gap, but the gap we see- In the origin of different family The gap of the different village The gap of the different sex The gap of different level in our education And the gap of our thinking indeed. But certainly the time heal to see 'no gap on it' By the arrow of same target. and that target is the hope of our future. The future of all reign last to be together. The future of love. The future of peace The future of marital and our family. And will the cupid bless as to hope for more though. 03:03:2016

Modern, the period we live by, Advancement in the gadgets we use- Civilized on the age we grows And the comfort we seek by our mind. These are the happiness we describe for the less, happiness i feel is different. Very different from the different we knew. Modern but the simple i wish, Advancement but the energy needed i feel, Civilized along with the value i mean and the comfort i see inside comfort. After the breath of all happiness i could wish Wish the peace rather than of happiness. So that i found on her by the time of unexpected- Like the hidden treasures being blessed to be found by prophesied one. Oh! no! she have a life too, that to live Life with the dream, and dream to fulfill. and how can i wish as greed as mine, (happiness is different) So i shall mandate as the strongest pillar of her dreams Pilling the rising seed of education to her dream, And the warmest blanket of her emptiness. 02:03:2016