Kezang Dawa

Rookie (1977 / BHUTAN)

Distress Out - Poem by Kezang Dawa

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Distressed out



Why I was born in this world


Into a broken home?


I wish I could have died


Before leaving the womb.


My life is a jock: a living tomb.


I've searched high and low


Through the window of my world.


To find my long lost mom and dad.


Where are you?
Have I been had?


Set apart, my heart feels spread.


Oh God! Help me find my folks and


Free my soul from all unspoken,


I may as well not be alive:


It's like living without light.




Poem by, Kezang Dawa (Driver)


Comments about Distress Out by Kezang Dawa

  • (8/18/2016 11:12:00 PM)


    A very sad and touching poem narrating the great grief of the unfortunate. Congrats for it's selection as member poem of the Day. (Report) Reply

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  • Robert Murray Smith (8/18/2016 8:08:00 PM)


    Life can be cruel. Empty without family ties. In life all must adapt to circumstances thrust upon them. That's the reality we cannot escape.

    The positivity for you is that like every human you are unique. Go forth with the wonderful mind you have. Fulfilment in life may come. Keep searching. That is the quest for all.

    Robert
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  • (8/18/2016 2:11:00 PM)


    I feel your sadness very deeply. A very fine poem. (Report) Reply

  • (8/18/2016 12:26:00 PM)


    Hi Kezang,

    A poem on the woes of being orphaned. Heart-rending. Exquisite poem, on hurt imposed by fate. Nobody to complain to. The entities who one would look up to in agony- the parents and God Almighty- have easily/readily abandoned the child. The question remains: Whose fault?

    No wonder, the poem is selected poem of the day!
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  • Clarence Prince (8/18/2016 7:07:00 AM)


    Even a life in living in darkness is yet better than no life!
    Be faithful there is hope for the living!
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  • Rajnish Manga (8/18/2016 6:59:00 AM)


    You might have undergone some trauma or a tragic phase at some point of time, but the fact that you are here as a gifted poet in the company of so many others, makes you unique.
    Why I was born in this world / Into a broken home? / I wish I could have died
    Before leaving the womb / My life is a jock: a living tomb.
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  • B.m. Biswas (8/18/2016 6:34:00 AM)


    your heart is in distress may be but you have overcome it skillfully....it is also the gift of god planted in you...

    a poem for many poems.......

    very special congratulations for member poet you deserve...
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  • (8/18/2016 5:03:00 AM)


    Haunting questions life throws upon us. We all are touched by it one way or other. You found a great way to express it. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (8/18/2016 1:49:00 AM)


    Don't lose your heart. There is always hope for everyone. Nice write. Deeply emotional. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/18/2016 12:06:00 AM)


    Living without light! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (5/23/2012 7:41:00 AM)


    Cong. my friend, u r a great star. I am pleased to note your life. u r xlent. never look back. i like to have a long conversation with you due to your delighted life. my email and face book is given in my profile. keep it up. (Report) Reply

  • Rigzin Namgyal (5/20/2012 2:29:00 PM)


    ..may be u were born to write..life is the most beautiful gift that God has bestowed upon us..
    ..pick up ur pen and paper..life will be very beautiful...
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012



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