Winter Memories~ #KtmKatha

Dijju: (My Aunt, Sister) This picture was taken sometime during 2015 while we were returning from our regular visit to temple!

Dijju: (My Aunt, Sister)
This picture was taken sometime during 2015 while we were returning from our regular visit to temple! The poem is dedicated to her!

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You would warm your palms
In the burning coal
Put them on my cold rosy cheeks
Because, you know Kathmandu used to be so cold.
You would brew warm cup of tea,
To hear my nonsense over it.
I would complain, it is too cold.
I would complain, Life is hard.
And, you laugh over it and say~
Tell me something new!
Then, we would laugh!
Dear Dijju, (Sister)
Lafayette was -3 last time!
I yearned for everything~
Tea and talk besides warmth.

II

We would sit over the gas heater
Switch on Television for the regular Hindi Serials
Over the LED light that glowed only over the ceiling,
And, sometimes candle.
Because, Kathmandu suffered load shedding 🙂
I would read Tales from “Swasthani Barta Katha”,
And, you will fall asleep!
And~ I would keep on reading without complaining
Sometimes, we would discuss
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The Path

No idea who creates the path. But, I follow it. We follow it as it leads somewhere~ we might know ~ we might not know!

No idea who creates the path. But, I follow it. We follow it as it leads somewhere~ we might know ~ we might not know! Pic: Google.com!

That line supposed to separate

Hope and hopelessness

And,

Life and death

Who draws it?

Whose hand are those

That carves fate in the forehead?

You were the one

To walk on the path

You desired

Did you create it yourself?

Or

Are you treading on the path created by someone else?

That sublimity scares you!

Nirvana crack down your nerves!

You want it

AND

At the same time don’t want it.

*Double breathing*

The End.

मुटु Matters

In this mess of the river May be I want to flow Ranting, crying, fighting Just to reach to you! Picture by: Kishor Sharma / Sunkoshi River

In this mess of the river
I wish to flow
Ranting, crying, fighting
Just to reach to you!
Picture by: Kishor Sharma / Sunkoshi River

In the mess of sensation

You forget yourself

When your cheeks were imprinted

With my lipstick stains

Didn’t you forget yourself?

In those arms with warm embrace

You lose yourself

When you were held so tight

Didn’t you completely lose yourself?

In the mess of anguish, stress and pain

You strive to plant hope

Didn’t you want to water it too?

In the mess of life,

You struggle to find those tiny happiness

I dare.

Dear, that’s why I smile ((:

The Umbrella

An umbrella can be a world sometime~ in sun or in the rain

An umbrella can be a world sometime~ in sun or in the rain~ Pic Source: Google

Outside was ignored

As we were busy hearing

Each others’ Inside

Rain was a minimal thing

We were indifferent to the world

While hearing only

Each others’ unshared tale

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Few Poems – For You

Behind you - I silently compose poems in my head-But aren't we poetry ourselves?

Behind you – I silently compose poems in my head-But aren’t we poetry ourselves?

Poem-1: Pocket

In that pocket

Life is kept safe

More than the wallet

More than the house key

More than anything that’s valuable

There is You ~ my happiness

I call it heart!

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Poem 2: Junkiri Nights

Moon was hiding behind that naked Tree

I viber-ed you

The image I managed to capture with phone

But

There was something I could only capture

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Voiceless Speech

You easily enter and exit

Without my consent

And throw away

Your used condoms

Full of semen every where

You don’t care the stone there

Where your wife probably have

Dropped some vermillion on …

You bring your “girl”

She drops her blood…

I remain silent ~ I don’t speak !!!

Sometime later you come with bottles,

Piss on me,

Puke over me,

Spit over me,

Or when you are alone

You ejaculate over me…

Sometimes later,

Your girl comes to throw away your baby

I can’t babysit

Poor succumbs to death, the very next morning

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Maya Mantra (माया मन्त्र )

Chanting mantra of love

Bead by Bead /With each Heart beat /I chant/ The Mantra of Love / Wishing to reach you (Picture: Google.com)

The sweet symphony

Swings all over me

When you come and touch

The Wind Chimes

Over my head

In the form of wind

While the Vipasyana Vibes

Are flowing erratic

Head to toe, toe to head

Outside Chimes are tinkling

Everywhere ~ inside me ~ you are!

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