MY PAST AND I
- Parijat
Like a tall bamboo pole
dissevered by a sharp
winter's wind at dusk
I'm off to kiss the past.
In the cracked, crumbling
sun-scorched land
there's an intimacy
between us
I won't need present or future
to know my past-
- Bhim Darshan Roka
Covered up by the crowd, I can't see out
Where am I? Where?
Looks like it's taken me back
spinning like a wheel
the road looks strange
O Night, O Day- Wait a minute! Stop!
I'm getting off here-
don't know what it was that made me get on
but I see I've stayed by mistake.
- Haribhakta Katuwal
I won't go to school, pa
where history's dead days are taught.
Math formulas, too, are all worn out
like a rusty old machine
I don't want to get struck
between pages of history
anything but history
let me move on faster than that
and live in the days yet to come
so I won't go to school, pa
where history's dead days are taught.
I'd rather have lessons I can carry with me
- नवराज सुब्बा
हो ! हो ! हो !
म सत्य सत्य बोल्दैछु
आमाको परिभाषा म केवल आमा बुझदछु
जोड्दछु नाता नानाथरि
तर कदापि तोड्दिन यो नाता
कतिञ्जेल केरिरहन्छौ !
हिरासतमुक्त गरिदेऊ मलाई
अन्यौलबाट, रिक्तता, तिक्तताबाट मुक्त गरिदेऊ ।
भन, ती को हुन् -
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