From Exile

Exiled from home, I wander alone,

An alien in a foreign land.

The memories of my past are gone,

And I'm left with nothing but sand.

The sun beats down upon my face,

As I trudge through the endless dunes.

I long for the familiar place,

Where I once danced beneath the moons.

But now I'm lost, and all alone,

With nothing but my thoughts to keep.

I pray that one day I'll go back home,

And no longer have to weep.

Until my return, I'll keep on walking,

Through the journey of endless sea.

Though my heart is fiercely broken,

I'll never forget where I used to be.

Dim Light

 I make a humble request
Thee, Marx, go to Germany
Thee, Lenin, go to Russia
Thee, Mao, go to China
Thee, all dead spirits 
Smelling sour odor of politics 
Of all directions 
And past ages
Go to the US
Go to India
Go to Europe
Or go to your homeland
Thy younger generations
Of thy country
Are praying for thy peace
Are praying for thy salvation
I too pray to father and wish
As soon as thou reach 
Thy birthplace
Almighty would grant thee mercy
He would forget thy sin
And lead thee to eternal peace.

I make thee humble request
Please, leave my people
And let them be healed
Thy presence hath made them
Easy to hide their crime under
Doth thee not see?
All day
They become progressive in words
As the darkness surrounds
They begin to bite each other.

Can a liters vessel 
Hold a gallon of oil?
So are thy worshipers
Doth thee teach them 
To live for peasants?
Or leave on peasants?
Doth thee make them work
Or break bread for free?
Doth thee give a lesson
To wipe a tear of poor
Or shed their blood?

O, Marx...!
O, Lenin...!
O, Mao...!
Leave Nepal
And let the 30 million people know
That they are zero watt's lamps
Nowhere to make bright
Let them know
Earning less than equal
They are devouring
300 million's food a day
The happiest are the gangsters here
The fattest are the robbers here
The richest are the thieves here
And this country of mine 
Is becoming the weakest in the world
Which can hardly be seen crawling
In the dim light of zero watt light
300 million miles away from others
No problem they will wake up one day 
At least let them establish peace.

To My Teacher

Being thy pupil
What shall I offer
But tend upon the hours
Of thy departure
I have no precious gift
To fill thy hands
Yet time is at the door
Thou shalt bid thy servant
This all of the sudden adieu
My teacher...!
I dare not query
Exposing my jealous thought
And say
How could leave me such way

Ah, if this time would go
Hundreds of years behind 
We would be together
For another hundred of years
But it hath leaped
As a merciless lion doth to a gazelle
To knock us pole apart.
My teacher....!
Thee hath raised thy feet
To measure the way
To thy destiny, thee hath chosen
And its thy volition 
Or concerns suppose
Wherever thee be
I doth believe
Thy luminosity would 
Illuminate every darkness
Of another side of the world
Adieu.... my teacher.

28, July 1991 

My Childhood Memory

Looking at rooks brood
Walking into every wood

Swimming in the clean river
In everything being eager
Being part of nature's boon
Early morning to late noon
Observing flying nestlings
Went every nice spring
I remember now it even so
My childhood left long ago.

Running out in the rain
Looking at the mountain
Skipping dwarf bushes
Drowning in the marshes
Teasing the wasps n the bees
Hiding n seeking in the leas
Eating cheese and butter 
Lept my every summer
I remember it now even so
My childhood left long ago.


Building cities in the sand
And climbing high land
Flying a kite high in the sky
Letting go and drawing nigh
Fighting with loving peers 
Laughing and shedding tears
Catching all secret rhythms
Thus, I enjoyed the autumns

I remember paper boat row
My childhood left long ago.


Playing with snow and hail
Chasing dun dry leaves sail
Sitting around the hearth
Sometimes having sunbath
Blowing dust and dirty-faced
Against the cold hands laced
Lingering frostbitten fingers
Thus let go my all winters
I remember the days in tow
My childhood left long ago.


Fresh are all priceless treasures
Bright are my childhood pleasures
As now day by day, I'm getting old
To refresh my self-treasures unfold
I feel muddy water splash on my body
Happy was me in nature's custody
Now when I find myself in the chain
With the self-made fates create pain
When the fifth season go wild
To make myself gay and mild
I remember now it even so
My childhood left long ago.

My Lord Jesus

Lord, your agape love for us is so pure
Your saving graces cure us we are sure
So you deserve all our love and praise
May you be happy in the voice we raise.


Jesus, you are the light of the world
To buy our life you are the lamb sold.



When the soldiers scoffed and scolded
You said no word even when jokes made
You were son of God even though
To buy us from sin you went low.


Granting love of enormous surplus
Upon the cross, you climbed for us.


We were once lost in the vile desire
It was not only desire but was fire
That would lead us to the dark cell
And would throw us in the burning hell


You resurrected in the third day
To lead us to the eternal ray.

My Pride My Nepal

From the sea level risen up graciously
To the top of the world tremendously
Stretching giant mountains stand by
Caressing glaciers running down the hills
Where the wandering souls madly thrills
Adventurous and real
My pride my Nepal.

Rich is she of virgin flora and fauna entirely
Luring the true lovers to explore precisely
Where the mysterious Yetis shrill by
Dragging ramblers towards the misty trail
Where the nature produces the joyous feel
Marvelous and incredible
My pride my Nepal. 

Was it True Love

As Burning fire
As morning sunshine
As blooming flower
So hot
So Vivid
So passionate
So lustful
So sincere
And so successful
In the beginning we were. 

As we turned closer
As we kissed each other
As we held one another
So deadly
So wildly
So madly
So hysterically
So excitedly
And so hungrily
Finally fuel-less we were.

As the fire went extinguished
As the feeling went loveless
As we were obstructed
So badly
So shoddily
So meanly
So unkindly
So carelessly
And so poorly
Behaved and estranged we were.

As the eyes went dim
As the ears went dumb
As the hearts went sealed
So coldly
So frighteningly
So discretely
So immorally
So cruelly
And so coldly
And only vestiges our lives were.

But I think its not truth
But I think its not reality
But I think It’s the verity
So honest
so true
So warm
So fascinating
So captivating
And so tender
Is my love 
Is my heart
Is my feeling
Only you lingered in some one else s arms
Only you because saw life in caravan
only you went for new contraption
And threw me into the piles of scraps
My dear, was it really the true love?