Gratitude

For I’ve seen….

Fragility of life and inevitable death 

Sweet whisper of sound turning into hollow breath

Brokenhearted silence and unseen tears 

Unfathomable pains and lingering fears

Heartaches and rejections 

Failures, anxiety, and depressions

For I have walked in the shadow of loneliness 

and in the valleys of darkness 

And found myself at the depth 

of an impaired sea bed

Weak and helpless 

Lost and hopeless 

For I’ve been through heaviest storms 

Lightning and pouring rains

But through all of these and more

Lord, you’ve rescued me to a shore

Renewed and restored me

Strengthened and lifted me

In all of my imperfections 

And in all of my desperations 

You became my refuge and only hope 

And to lay down all of my burdens, you became home

A new day

The Sun will rise

tides shall fall

beneath the sky

a new day will call

to open your eyes with fire

heart bound with hope and desire

to pound your chest and make sound

and hear your voice roar abound

to break chains that hold you ground

and rise above ashes that surround

to rip your garments that shroud

and set your soul above cloud

to let your wings free

and sail across the sea

to the shore of an eternity

into the shore of an eternity

Who are you?

When your riches is taken away

and your fairness fades away

Golden regalia that you put on

is tarnished and gone

When you are barren and broken

ragged, naked, and forsaken

When the colors that you painted on your face

wrinkle and evanesce

And, the mirror that you look into shatters

into shards and scatters

When the Earth falls and the Sky shakes

the Sun hides and dark overtakes

When fire freezes and water flames

air sinks and rain flares

When time runs away

and the gravity sways

And, when the beauty and bold

turn into pale yellow and cold

Innocent child

 

Why is the Sky crying?

    pounding his chest and wailing

    With lightning and thunder,

    why is he falling on his knees and under?

    his mighty heart becoming fragile

    and his strong feet turning feeble

    his face shadowed by dark cloud

    and his body that the blood enshroud

    perhaps he could not hold his wrath

    could not see a torn veil of his earth

    disgust and guilt to see his child defenseless

    and heavy burden to carry helpless

    perhaps he could not believe his child's joyful heart

    little hands, hopes and dreams torn apart

    innocent pranks and smiles, always and ever

    stolen away and that he will see them never

    it is all those agonies and pains

    perhaps it is all of those and prayers

    that he is crying and wailing

    that he is falling and kneeling

    and that no father should go through

    and no father should bear through 

    

Nature And I

    Your face marked with innocence

    solitude and happiness are your essence

    I get jealous looking at you

    as I try to forget the rest and be with you

    Your mighty heart with gentle embrace

    and your beauty with grace

    welcome me with humble hand

    and fill my spirit as I stand

    Your love that flows from up in the hills

    through the forest and down in the plains

    carries your smile restless

    ceases everything and makes it ageless

    And, you take me through your narrow lanes

    deep valleys, giant rivers, and wide plains

    where I find your peace and solitude

    and my heart fills with awe and gratitude

    There, I find myself more even around broken road

    than solid walls that are wide and broad

    and I see myself as far as an ocean's door

    than through clear window of mirror

River and Riverside

    You're my River, you flow through my vein

   wherever you go, there i remain

    When a ray of the Sun falls upon you

    i open my eyes and gaze at you

    And, i rest my body and listen to your waves

    when the Moon comes by and waives

    Than, your whisper of gentle air

    swiftly touches my heart as i stare

    and you hold my breath still at your sight

    as you dance along even when everything is quiet

    Sometimes, we push each other little aside

    but, even when we're weak, we remain beside

    'cuz you are my River

    and I'm your Riverside

म त् मरिसकेको मान्छे

    म त् मरिसकेको मान्छे

    मन, मस्तिस्कबाट छुटिसकेको मान्छे

    ब्यर्थ, किन सोध्छौ म को हु भनेर?

    म त् आफ्नै शरीरबाट टाडिसकेको मान्छे

    म त् हिड्दा हिड्दै थाकीसकेको मान्छे

    शरीरको पानि बगेर रित्तिसकेको मान्छे 

    मलाई किन सोध्छौ कहाँ हिडेको भनेर?

    म त् आफै भित्र हराइसकेको मान्छे 

    म त् आफ्नो हृदय खोज्दा खोज्दै तडपिसकेको मान्छे 

    मेरो मुटु भन्दा भन्दै हारिसकेको मान्छे

    नसोध मलाई कसलाई खोजेको भनेर?

    म त् आफ्नो साहस खोज्दा खोज्दै मरिसकेको मान्छे