In a narrow alley is my yard.
what isn?t here? everything is.
countless disease,
endless hunger,
boundless grief,
only bliss is absent,
there?s a ban on it.
in a narrow alley is my yard.
what isn?t here? everything is.
in this yard of mine
god-made men and
man-made gods
both live.
but both are dejected.
both are frustrated.
men are dejected
because they are
tortured by fleas all-night-long
tortured by monies all-day-long
and the gods are frustrated
because
no one worships them, no one respects them
so, in this yard
gods and men
blaming each other
curse their luck together
in a narrow alley is my yard.
what isn?t here? everything is.
By Bhupi Sherchan
Translated by Suman Subba

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नहुनुको अस्तितो

Post author By rawi
Post date August 17, 2015

सायद नहुनुको अस्तितो यसरि नै
जन्मिन छ होला
आनी येस्तै बिरोदभाषहरु

आज मासंग
बचन को लागि, पुरा दिन भए पनि
भोलिको बचाई को लागि, कुर्दै छु
क्रमस
आज मासंग, आजको लागि बचनको समय छन्
बिहान सुर्यको किरंसन संगै बफिना
देउसो, साझ, आनी साझ पछि रात
कुनै मिठो
हिजोको सचि राखेको
भोलिको कुनै दिन,
तर आज, आज पनि तेस्तै निस्ते
भोलिको कुनै सुन्दा समयको लागि
पूर्ण एक, म खाली, सुन्य

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haiku black tea

Post author By rawi
Post date July 16, 2015

#haiku

raining,
dead scooter.
black tea

She hate ,
black tea.
my bad morning

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