Our souls
Universally
For every together
I still remember
You saying
“That nothing lasts forever
Except for our love!”
And then you kiss me.

As I recite the
Heart sutra
I am remind of you
And I
Tracing the shapes of our lips
Gently with our tounges
As we kiss
And gently
And slowly couple.

I will
Find my love
Man or woman
For I am beautiful
Inside and out
I will
Master
My self
With out your help
I will find my enlightenment
With your tantric love
Your false hood.  
For I hate fakes and liars.
And especially cheaters.  
I did not
You
To make me happy
Will do it my self
Or with another.

As I get ready for bed
I gently kiss a prayer flag
In the hopes the my love
Still reminds you
Of that sensitive
Common girl
Who fell in
Love with you.

I before I sleep
I let the prayer flags
Play in my hair
And tickle my face
And kiss one
In the hopes
That we will return
To each other
As I drift off
We visit eachothe
In my dreams
I let you kiss my chakras
My collarbone
Then we
Couple
Ever so tenderly
Ever so gently
Ever so passionately
Then I awake to the sound
Of my parents footsteps
Kiss a prayer flag
Hoping the we meet
In the dreams.

‪Thuk-je-che amaala‬
For loving me
Thuk-je-Che amaala  
For protecting me
Thuk-je -che amaala
For raising me properly
Thuk-je-che amaala
For comporting with hugs
Thuk-je -che amaala
For being on idiot watch

As I try not to drift
Into sleep
For I am reading
Listening
To Marilyn Manson’s Personal Jesus
I see you climb into
My bed
As if
To lovingly couple with me.

My personal Buddha.

The life
The love
The country
And the relationship
We had just seemed
Like a loving
Yet ****** dream.

During the day
I am alone
Isolated
I practice my calligraphy
And start writing
Love poems
So to win you over
For the night
All though you have stolen my heart.

Two lovers
A Tibetan Lama and a young lady
Where walking
Arm in arm
Kissing eachother gently
As they were going to
India
Where confronted
By bandits
They fought with the
Young lady’s lover
The Lama
When he was finished
He said “I love you Nebo, I always will”
She kissed him
And ran off to the mountains
And climbed until
There in the extreme cold
Nebo wept
In the snow
Until the cold done her in.

As I fight with
Some woman
In my current life
I can see you gentle
And aged face
Filled with sadness
I want to kiss you
Though I must open my
Heart
For our love
Not for the woman.

‪As the snow‬
‪Falls in the‬
‪Sun light‬
‪I imagine ‬
‪Living in a perfect‬
‪Snowglobe‬
‪Even though‬
‪I hate winter.  ‬

There in a secluded
Poppy field
As the poppies sway
In the wind playfully
Two lovers couple.

Dear mental health worker  
You only see my faults
But there’s more to it than that.
Are you afraid of Buddhist people
Are you afraid of actual humans
Well
I am a Buddhist
And
I am human....
A flawed creature.
I am showing you
Your flaws and weaknesses
Your short comings.
Is that it.
Do I frighten you.
Guess what.  
There is no such thing as normal.  
If you don’t like people
Then may lord Buddha have mercy on your soul.
Use love.
Not hate.

Spreading the truth
Helpful
Useful member of society
Not garbage
Not ****
Everest submitting mountaineer
Deserving of happiness

There once was a prince.
Who left his palace
Set up by his parents
To be perfect
Left to see the world out side.
Though overwhelming of excitement
He saw a lot of suffering
And had a lot of time to himself.
One day when he was alone
He found his true self
And became enlightened.
And happy.
Moral of the story….
Find out who you are
And
Do it on purpose!!!

The
Day
I become
A
Butterfly
Pretty
And
Blue
With
Black rims
Will
Be
The
Day
I am
At
Peace.

The dream
That haunts
Me......



It was a moonlit night and we can see each other’s faces
And the calming
Yet gentle sparkle
In your eyes
As we made love
Soon we one with the universe
And the cosmos
The moon too.

I want to speak tibetan
Because of my DNA
If you don’t like it
***** off.

I want to learn dozangka
Japanese
And what
Ever this ball has to offer.
If you don’t like it
***** off.

It’s just DNA
Every one
Doesn’t have to speak
****** up english
Or be white
If they don’t want to.
Don’t like it
***** off.

As I escape this
Tropical hell
To be with my family
And friends
Far in the east
I am reminded
Of the friends
I left
Just to be tortured
In this tropical hell
I weep as I swim to safety
It wasn’t a successful
Escape
For my friends are
Still suffering.
This “dead” girl will
Tell their story
And fight for them.

Loving yeshe
As we express our love
To eachother
Pleasuring
And loving
Eachother
I can see
In moon light
The outline
Your angular face
Gentle like lord Buddha.

Lord Buddha....



Fill me with enlightenment
Fill me with knowledge
Fill me with food
Me with you teachings

Fill our relationship with
Tantric pleasures
Fill our relationship with lust
For eachother
Fill our relationship with compassion
Fill our relationship with
Passion
And loyalty.  
Fill our relationship with love.

As I pick a poppy
From the poppy field
After our coupling
I am reminded
Of you
My love.

My loving Yeshi
The wise Lama
From Tibet
My compassionate
And tantric lover
Gentle
And loving
Was we meet
We become one with
The cosmos.

I am a human
Butterfly
As I mature
As I wise up
My wings
Emerge from my
Shoulder blades
And grown
Soon as I age
The colours
Of my wings are
More colourful
Intense
And strong.
Readying me to fly.

During the Cold War
There was an
Angel
Who was fed up
With death
Grabbed a nuke
And
Started it away from Earth
Potentially saving the humans.

People call me
A Lama’s concubine
But they don’t understand
Our relationship nor
What real love is.

I used video games
To escape reality
For it is lonely
And boring

I read books
To escape reality
And to gain knowledge
For the world
Is depressing
And hateful

I learn my native languages
To be connected
To my ancestors
And to escape
Reality
Because English is too real.
And boring.

I use my art
To express my anger
Without getting
The police
Involved
For I have been ******* blued and tattooed.

As we kissed
Our tounges danced
Unknowing
Their final dance
In a mountain pass
I see your sparkling eyes
While we explored and embraced
I felt safe and loved
Until the barabians came
For ever splitting us apart
Until the next life.

We chatted
Over the net
Getting to know one another
And your language
And we exchange pictures
We have things in common
But we are in two different worlds
Like life and death
Night and day
I don’t know if your heart
Belongs to another.

Moving the Himalayas asap.
Stuck in Ottawa ****** up Canada .
I hate it.
I hate everyone.
Everyone but my parents
And workers
For I am not free

Your touch
Which I thought
Gave me love and pleasure
Which would loving guide me to enlightenment
As now made my skin craw
And my stomach turn.
My Buddha spit in his grave
Over your
Sick behaviour.

Every meeting I see her
Trying to avoid my stare
With her racist hand
Is she abnnoyonh me?
Is she the cause?
The cause of my suffering?
Anger soon tells me
Telling me “yes”
Wishing we never meet
I burden that has a name
That name
That name
That name is ignorance
The one who invented anger
The one who gave birth to suffering
The one who represents crime.
The one
The one
The cause of yin
The opposite of enlightenment
The evil she is
My energy the one who I have compassion for.