Tshewang's Hingtam

(written with the tears of maid by the way they were treated by the master of the house in the absent of his wife related to all the societies in this world)   She went to market in the crack of dawn Bought the bunch of sag and other too She picked up the sugarcane and counted the money Thinking it as expensive she left just asking the cost Continued the steps imagining the crunch When we place betwixt our teeth After completing the shopping of in list She came back carrying the bag full of fresh vegetables In the house masters were still in the middle of their dream Without disturbing them, with extra cares she continued with her works Begun to clean all rooms and washed her face Then went to kitchen "the place where she was destined" Washed all the plates and mugs Made a fire in oven and started cooking the meal one All done and ready to serve for the masters By clock it was eight and half of the ante meridiem The master woke up and fol

I can’t compare thy beauties with that of daffodils  Though they are nurtured from the clean lake Matured with the striking colours Respected by all the people to offer for god Because by nature they are unfaithful and Flowers are the most unfaithful in nature But thou! Never a character of daffodils How I can make you unfaithful in this universe I can’t compare yer beauties with that of Milky-way Though they are at high sky on clean environment With the twinkling of stars around them Giving the stunning panorama on the Earth   Because Milky-ways are the beauties of world Up upon the sky giving the desire for whole world If I compare with them you don’t have power The power to brighten world of penury And you are not immortal that can stay forever Up upon the sky of whole world I can’t compare thy beauties with that of moon That shines giving the calm light on earth Making this world better place to breath for all livings Although it ha