बाटो बिराएर' म आफ्नो घर पुग्दा

फर्किएर भुमि चुम्न मन लाग्छ ति

अनि पुकार्न हृदयले,"हे अन्तरआत्मा!

कुनै यात्रा फेरी गर्न सकौँ उस्तै प्रेमले "
~

Kites

"Isn't it a beautiful day outside?
Oh what have you been today
You are- a chair that spins
Just where it stands
For days, weeks,months
Like this."
A chapter of stagnation.

Last year on my way to the hills
I met an old man, wise and bright
He commanded,"I follow the streams,
You journey to mountains!"
"I settle , you carry on!!"
Age and youth??
A shallow contemplation.

Then,I asked,
"Why you follow streams,but?"
Loosening the thin line in between
Stupidity and curiosity. 
He laughed,paused - then smiled.
"Because eventually everything settles.Be there,
In the mountains, and come to follow the streams.
Never settle in a place for forever!"

Oh what have you been today
You are - not a chair anymore
Are you?

A chapter of happiness.
~

Not all anxiety scales the mountain high
There are some that drowns us beneath 
So I reconsider my madness about life
But, what about the realms of happiness? 
~

Near the doorsteps of fragility then
I couldn't know who I was looking for
A stranger or a friend.
But if justice be in finding self,in you
I'd slip myself, as the sand in your hands
With the round of seasonal symphony.
~

आकाश, भरिएको छ उज्यालो तिम्रो 
मुस्कान ले रमाईदिन्छ यो वातावरण
जसरी चिर्बिर् बगैंचाका पंङ्छि हरु 
अनि तिम्रो मन को एक 'फुच्चे' कुना। 
 खोइ कस्तो खुशी खोज्छ मानिस है 
जब जिवन नै छ सिमित केहि क्षण
मलाई त झुल्को ज्योति टांसिए पुग्छ 
रमाउन खुला आकाश र् एक जोर 
हँसिला आँखाहरु।

ति आँखाहरु तिम्रा होउ्न । 
~

In such silence you sketched melodies of life
But then people, so observant about happiness
And, me know too, 
At times. 
~

के खोज्दैछन् जिवनका सुस्केरा'हरु 
के देख्दैछन् यीनले सपना चुपचाप
लोभी भएछन् कि अचेल् , यिनलाई 
बिहानीको किरण समाएका ओठले 
मुसुक्क् शुभ दिन भनिदेओस् हुन्छ । 
~

कुनै एक रङ्ग मात्र भई बाँचेको भए सायद
जीव हरु निर्जीव समान आफु भित्रै हराउँथे 
तर जसरी अनेक रङ्गहरुले सजिएको यो छ 
जीवन ईन्द्रधनु भई यसरी मुस्कुराएको छ। 
~

Framed

Little birds nested around the branches
Of an old dry cherry tree in this morning
Choirs for spring, along with the sheltered;
Tiny creatures roaming over motherly earth.

Before wishes ferry as a soft melody in
The warmly glow of lucent ray:cold wind
Partly reveals my living' within a concept
And I start wondering about colors,seen.

Just then,at the start of another disruptions
I narrate myself inside the room, and leave
These little birds making their way slowly
For the spring- As I should wait for that too!
~

Your shadow becomes a self-reflection
To my life. When this earth goes dark,
A faint ray of hope sprinkles behind the
Thoughts of my untold melancholy.Grace!
~

उसै त यात्रा बन्दैन नचलाई पाऊ अडिग बसेपछि 
नघिस्रिए चट्टान् कठोर टाकुरा खोइ कता छ त्यो ?
आँखै सामु बादल-झरि-बादल भैसक्छन् फेरि,तर 
 सोचै-सोचमा रहर केवल बाफिएर छुट्छन् मात्रै 
 ~