Whispering Prayers

Whispering Prayers

A Poem by Tshogyal Moktan
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Feel of whispering prayers in these ears for the eternal love.....

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Its begun....the unstoppable feel....
Baby I've really been whispering prayers,
in the echoing forests, 
Where i fly along with these tiny little birds.....
who sing and harmonies along with these strings.....
I wanna whisper scream.....in your ears,
and take you somewhere......you being aware of the place....
still you'd be unaware.....
Because the feel is just breathtaking......
we together feeling the same prayers,
in this echoing forest.......
Madly waiting for your return,
You sitting next to me in the echoing forest,
and both whispering prayers for peace.....
for that must dwell within us.....
I can probably dance with you, today;
even though i dance only when i'am drunk.....
Oh! Baby i can hear your scream.....
Drifting with fragrance of rhododendron,
Swimming and floating in this air around.....
I can hear your silent prayers,
echoing in this echoing forest.....
I hear these tiny little birds singing, in joy
and i hear wild horses neighing, for their freedom.....
I see these ants building their empire.....
I hear the rhythm that this little brook's got......
I now see vividly the love that you've known, for years.....
The humming of the whispering prayers, yes i can hear....
and i can sense the love that lives within us......
Yes Baby, we are whispering prayers in this echoing forest....
Come on Baby lets fall in love once again,
and let this forest echo continuously.......
with whispering prayers of immortal Love.......


© 2015 Tshogyal Moktan


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Added on June 23, 2015
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Tshogyal Moktan
Tshogyal Moktan

Darjeeling, Balasun, India



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I am a guy from the countryside's of Darjeeling, India, where the finest tea gets its birth....and along with these young tea leaves I grew......and these tea bushes gives me a new spirit to write...... more..

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A Poem by Tshogyal Moktan