Tshewang's Hingtam

“What is your father name child? What is your mother name? Where are you coming from? Bring nu. 10 each tomorrow “ Asked by the teacher in the school; I love my teacher if he never asks me To tell my father’s name inside the mates I respect my teacher if he never asks My mother name and her details My teacher is my god if he never asks me  To bring ngultrum when I don’t have chetrum He is my best teacher if he never asks my details The thoughts in the mind of orphanage What is father’s name when I don’t know myself? What I will respond when my teacher asks me To tell my mother’s name when mother is only title O! I must ask for my lord Hollowed lord, what is my father name? Sorry child, I don’t know _i brought you here  Because i felt pity on you When I saw crying on the side of road Oh! I might be orphan Where I must go now better left the school If I go school my teacher will scold me If I fail to answer the question And he will sur

How wonderful it is that Keats came to this earth  How wonderful it is that simple man became the youngest poet How wonderful it is that Keats had been the best poet How wonderful it is that Keats got the fame at young age; I know you are not present in the mundane world But your name was vividly written in your poems- And we can know how wonderful you had been in this world_ And I came to know you when I was in grade eight When I read your poem of “four seasons” I like it as much as you take a time to write it. I know you love very much to your mistress But does Fanny had been witty like you to write in words I like the way you loved your mistress And am following the way of your love to my mistress Where are you Keats? Why don’t you come in front of us when we read your name? Your poems were very simple but nobody can explain it Why you left this world without caring the lives of Fanny Oh! Is my mistress is your Fanny? But let me be your Fann