Swing To Swing Poem by Dechen Doma Sherpa

Swing To Swing

Rating: 5.0


Sweet spring swing and young yearning years
Memories reminded by sudden gust of faint wind chimes
Those years when foreigners, friends and foes played together
Lost innocence, insurance and inane discourse of life

Three friends have i lost till then to this world
One in the race of resit report cards, my first loss
Second to the broken home's estranged engrossed enrage
The third to a pyscho's lovelorn lusty lynching

Three beautiful lives culminating in violent ends
Three angels tortured, neglected and ravaged
Three noose tempted, manufactured and forced
Swings of life stole my smile, from swing to swing they flew away

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this is a personal poem, dedicated to my three friends who lived, loved and laughed with me.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Om Chawla 19 October 2012

It's really tormenting: what else can I say, Dechen.

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Anita Sehgal 16 October 2012

touching and sad...

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