Old and the unborn

My child,
If you ever born,and
They ask for your father
Blessed you'd say,won't you?
When I am gone.

Be strong,my child
Cursed,they will impose upon
You and your family.But
They don't know a thing!
You know,
It's made.The truth can't be!
Lucky you'd say,won't you?
When I am gone.

Keep me alive,my child
But they won't let you,And
I will survive in you.
If you let me in-I won't run,
I never had.
Coward ,they'd pronounce
Brave you'd say,won't you?
When I am gone.

My child,
Leave them alone,they are not yours.
Don't let that eat you-grow.But
If you ever wish,and
Dream sounds you lonely
Just look me up,
It's not dark here.And
they won't believe ,
But you.
I will shine in your eyes
And play with you,'O' mountain's king..'
And you will see me again,well
Then I won't laugh but smile!
~ Shashi Raj Pandey

Melancholy

When you look at things
and they take your eyes
and you sob out loud.
When you feel a soul
that was there
has now left you
and you can't beg for what you don't deserve.
Your life hides and the sky seems darker with stars, moonlight.
They won't bring joys
but burn your face.
and then you will see what is like to be me
and we can weep together my friend. 

~Shashi Raj Pandey