GUIDE ME

Guide me

Stars please show me the way,

All I’ve been doing is walking all day.

Wind please be my guide,

Support me throughout this narrow ride.

Moon please show me the light,

Help me throughout this deadliest night.

Sun bring me some hope as you rise,

What am I to do or what not, help me recognize.

Thunder as you roar with the treacherous tear,

Keep on reminding me that the world doesn’t end here.

River changing form you run as if you have destinations to reach,

On the way, the game of patience, I request you to teach.

Rain please mentor me to live in different ways,

As you pour down at the most unexpected days.

Clouds please enlighten me to feel as you do,

Just as you change through and through.

Mountains please educate me the art to smile,

As you open up even just for a while,

Fog I guess I’ll have to learn from you to embrace the unknown,

To slowly uncover what’s true.

Nature I sincerely request of you,

To keep on guiding me through and through.

A new purpose

The wrinkled lids, the feeble sight,
Slowly opened to a blinding light.
I yearned for familiar warmth, so did my hands,
But were only clutched with medical bands.
They would’ve come running had I told
Of wealth and wills and shining gold.
The ones I called my own,
Didn’t even bother to bat an eye,
Neither a glance nor a single tear.
But the broken gave me kindness,
The strangers gave hope and care.
I wanted to let go, giving all it cost,
To reunite with the only loving ring I’d lost.
But I couldn’t give up, not like this,
Because at this point, I’m learning what life actually is.
I never realized there could be a cascade of emotions at a single place,
Some grieving, some grateful and some,
seeking the Mighty’s grace.
Some abandoned I can relate,
While some left to perish,
Some were happily making last memories to cherish.
One day, a couple burst down the hall,
With a child frail, ill and small,
They were praying, panicking, pleading,
A broken heart, shivering and trembling.
I remembered I felt,
With this similar situation I too once had dealt.
They were my world, the pieces of my heart,
That seems to be connected no matter how apart.
Despite the distance the feelings refuse to fade,
I love, I care as it is said:
The only greed a parent can ever have is for their child,
Hoping and longing that for them, the world be mild.
And now that I realize that they’ll be fine without me,
I try to close my eyes but they just wouldn’t be .
My gaze still fixed on that suffering little soul,
Filling me with sentiment unknown but whole.
Under the moonlight, memories I recall individually,
The buried ones ,they show up so causally.
Then the sky dropped a burning light,
A wish blessed to me by the night.
My longings are coming true in each breath, so what could I possibly ask?
Oh, yes, I still have one final wish id like to chant.
At the break of dawn,
the child awoke from his slumber deep,
And I happily went to embrace the eternal sleep.

Author/Poets bio: I, Trisha Ghimire, fourteen year old student from Nepal with deep interest in literature. I am currently studying at little angels’ school and I enjoy expressing my thoughts and emotions through poetry.