While I fall into empty spaces 
To places I don't know
They are too dark to be seen 
Too loud to be spoken about 
Too light to put over, 
The black magic of love.
It's more like a see'saw,
And dots getting closer,
To map another space of darkness
'Dark enough for light to be seen again'
I wish someone would fall with me too
For forever, I would keep a trap inside
And won't let you go,
I am too mean I know
To be loved
Loved again
~

While I slowly squeeze myself in cold 
Some nerves from the lungs and heart
Twist stiff. For little of that warm oxygen 
Availed around this ambiance of chaos;
Less is transported into my brains, 
More than sufficient to save my death
For few years of humanity around
All be blessed to that, if not anything
In this celebrated scarcity!
~

From a long walk there, I came here to be
A little naive, dreamer, magic lover child 
No need for me to figure out worldly now
You can make it aloud,I won't mind to see
Stillness rejuvenates within my soul, shy
Free l grow at once from all philosophies
These subtle, conscious learning seems
More like a reality, I don't care if it's a lie
To live happily.
~

While my self gets dragged into
A chaos full of rush and anxiety 
All I wish is to get out of that box'
And trust my foot for a long walk
Instead, 
More calm and peaceful.
~

In Cold Mountains That Day

This silence in sounds of little madness
Outside. It's as fog covered snow flakes
Rising slowly from known integral depth
An old prophecy . Of what a winter takes

Layered, more intrigued with the warmth
I keep putting more clothes , overlapped
My body started freezing down instead
And more numb.For any sense could last

That was the twist, much scary lone walk
When I couldn't judge lights, and behold
My way for a place where people live
'I must be the sun, and stars in this cold!'
~

Chaos

Drifting along the shore,
While momentary seems eternal
It's a huge space to be filled with
The blue, white and most un'colored'
Seems a marginal trade-off between
The rational,and the radical
A 'keep your head up' diaspora
March unarmed -
Yet most are not ,
Near the coastline
The war has been called up.
"Do not panic!"
"Stay clam!"
Our placards of courage and resilience
To children sleeping with backpacks
Of gunpowder,And tools that make future
A peaceful world as it seems to be.
~

'Missed Last Bus'

Never late I start in the end
From darkest of the night
These pairs of magic shoes
Firmly holds, and lift me light

Long walk to count on steps
Reaching nowhere near to
Fair silhouettes in the alley
Clinging alone;so human too

At last I look at someone
A friend to talk around
As journeys take much time
Until l', or home is found.

~

In that whistle endued trumpet now 
Silent are amongst the lower chords
The minor will then look for compromises,
Whilst ,the major always promises a lot
So narrow prophecy of societal growth
In equality , prosperity and peace too
These sounds of thunder;control slowly
And you kneel and break in grounds too
When that time,they come and questions
Your children and theirs start haunting
How can you unchain their slavery then
Or who would they choose to be a Master??
~

म कस्तो नागरिक-
उपभोग्य। 
शान्त घोडाका टापहरु
नेपथ्यमा, 
रंग सजिएको छ गाढा 
युद्ध महारथी बुद्ध भई
रगत परीक्षण गरीरहेछन्
अनी, सडकमा
जोगी संन्यासी हुर्काउँदै
राक्षस निस्किएको छ, मुखौटा
एकलव्य शरीरहरु
मतिहिन सजावटी विद्या पहिरीएर
अघि बढ्दो छन्
दुःख उसै,
जान्दा जान्दै पनि
पछ्याउँछन्,
म जस्तो नागरिक
उपभोग्य घोडाहरु।
~

Under a powerful notion today- time is
Another crossfire;a self implanted idea
Beneath that,something more fragile may be 
A concept so 'profound' named 'nationalism'
Should I buy another propaganda'?
Should I fuel a feud??
You know it so right,
'This city hears only at times'
And near to edge,
Then only it can be lured!May be
But then,
Who am I, and who are you?
Just a meaningless temporal flesh and bones??
If light's so short,to hold and to be bought
Why not sit around and talk,with love that we own.
~

सन्दर्भ, उसलाई शिर दिँदा 
सम्मान केलाउँदै सम्बन्धको
जुग सन्त, महात्मा सम्झि। 
कुरा, उसलाई आेत दिँदा
पहाडभई अग्लि-उभिएर
सिमा प्रकृति,शत्रु बनेका सँग।
छेवै बसी,उ
आँखै सामु नाच्न थाल्थ्यो,
कङ्काल मित्रभाव झाँकी
हाम्रा कान थर्थराउँथे,
ऊ घन्काउँथ्यो सजावटि सँगीत
प्रेमको, हाम्रो मौनतामा।
जब घरै भित्र आयो,
फुल सजायौँ छिमेकि उ
एक एक उप्काउँदै भित्ताहरु
सद्भभाव, शान्ती, सम्बन्धहरु
झुल्कन खोज्दै सुनौलो बिहानी पनी
खोस्रीदै गयो, हाम्रो मौनतामा।
सोच्चेँ कतिन्जेल नबोलुँ,
परीवेश खराब कि सम्बन्ध
ईतिहास कमजोर या यथार्थ
सपनामा देखेँ,
हिमालको उचाई घट्दो छ
हिँउ पग्लि नदिहरु
दैलो नपुग्दै वाफ हुन्छन्
फर्कन्छन् आफ्नै आकाश मा
बादल, वायु अनी पानी
डर त उसलाई नि पैँचो छ।
~

रानीपोखरी

रानीपोखरी
शहरको बिचमा उभिएर
परिवर्तन, प्रकाश र प्रहार सहि बसेको
दुर दराज नेपाली अस्तित्व को परिदृश्य 
जो आफैँ शिथिल तर अजय अचल छ
ट्याँकर, पानी र माछाहरु
अचेल एक आवेग,
यथास्थिति बिरुद्ध, उ चलायमान हुनु
अनी पो त देश बन्ला।
~

यात्रा

यात्रा, एक अलौकिक रोमान्चमा 
हिँड्दैछु केहि दिन, हफ्ता 
महिनौँ पछिको अवसर 
जुटाएको छु उमेरको। 
उसलाई त केवल कथा चाहिएको छ 
घुम्ती, गोरेटो
उकालो, ओह्रालो
कोहि आईदेवोस् सुसेल्दै
लोक मिठा भाका
वायु, केश, फिरफिरे
चाल,
नव सोच, दृष्टि बोकेर।
म भने खुशीको खोजीमा
एक निरस जिवन
पुनर्जिवन पुकार्दै हिँडेको
शान्ति त केवल यहि
आफ्नै हिमाल तिर।
~