Poem

Tied up with profound chain of segregation

Which we are never gonna break

Trouncing our pain of exodus by a short tender smile in our face

To tell people that we are still the same old friends, old scholars of the same old class

To be regarded as a pleasant companion

Who will never fall short to fulfill, to unite, to glorify, to enlighten the importance of brotherhood

But god knows the veiled truth

We are so doing these all for ourselves

To run away from the fact that we aren’t the same old friends

Who laughed with over little personal thing

Who were serious with in facing whatever life brings..

Who no more cared about the shattered hearts 

or any holy vows that may or may not have been broken,

Who no longer cared  about the mortal souls…

We have changed or time has changed us??

A big question mark in our friendship,

 ........Facing two different directions

Leaving our friendship in the middle of ocean

Just watching it from two opposite shores

To see whether it sinks or goes along with vibes of sea waves....

Poem

When the day destroys the night and the night divides the day,

I try to run away, try to hide from this callous world

Want to fly freely in the sky as eagles,

Want to swing freely in the river as fish,

Want to get lost from being myself,

Want to remain lost forever.. in the beauty of nature

Want to feel immeasurable pleasure that brings a life to me,,

Devours me with purity, washes me with love,

 Butters me with precious care, bestows me with novel thoughts

And most importantly ..salvation

Not petrifies me but surpluses me with dignity and reverences

And prepares me to confront this smutty, heinous world…

 destroyed by corrupted minds, emptied by grubby demands and sucked by animosity of people.

Gunjan

Thinking what if

Thinking what if ...
this real world is very utopic
no worries, no rush, no hatred and no pain
peace and calmness prevailing all over the world.
Smile on every face doesn't fade away
A rhapsodic feeling of brotherhood glorifies...
To unite this fragmented world by
persistent humiliation, hatred and animosity..

Big hollow , an uncured scar
in the heart, the condition so bizarre
life seems so unconsolidated and earthy
miserable I am, no love warm and  motherly

Footsteps of mine at the edge of the sharp knife
feelings so scattered, it is hard to survive
my mind not at sedation
horrendous and evil my imagination

The green field, blue sky at their best
even can't let my heart at rest
in the fire of great agony 'm burning
for the silliest past 'm mourning

How very especial you are

Your presence is a  present to the world
You are peculiar and  one of a kind
Your life can be what you want it to be..
Just take the days one at a time.

Count on your blessings, not your troubles
You will make it through whatever comes along
Within you are so many answers
Understand, have courage, be firm

Do not put limits on yourself
so many dreams are waiting to be realized
Decisions are important to leave to chance
Reach your peak, you goal, your prize..

Realize that it is never too late
Do ordinary things in an extraordinary way
Have  dearth and hope
Take your time to wish upon a start
And do not ever forget
For even a single day how very especial you are....

I loathe this very situation

No more I want to change from the girl I used to be

It’s not me,,

I am lost somewhere in the crowd

Lost in this grumpier world

This filthy world of hatred and provoking outrage…

Damn, blind I have become

Beholding the bitter truth and admiring this cruel world I am..

But I tell to myself, that everything is not going to be okay

That there is no reason for all these pain that I  now am suffering from

The time it took to change, the time it took to see all these mistakes

The life I had, I can’t have it back

The choices I made of course affected me in all those ways.

The mistakes I committed have not been forgotten

But have been recorded somewhere…

The tears I shed, the sounds I made

 The feelings that left me feeling in a different way

Yet I can’t see why these tears feel so unreal

I am not the same, my words are unsaid

What I hide is buried deep inside within me…

It hurts so much to know that I‘ll never be the girl that I used to be

The one that would always laugh

The one that you knew would always be strong

The feeling is real, the truth is sealed

I cry in the dark cause I know I cut too deep...

The harder I try to get rid out of this rotten world, the weaker I become

It's dragging me and making my life more melancholic!!

V for Vendatta

Forcing its people to live in the mind's black room
Cleansing itself by innocents' blood vale
And Piling up its blackened shames
This government has won world's power and superiority.

Creating the world's worst and dangerous things
have threatened all its well beings
chemical and biological weapons , supersonic  warships and A-K 47
Have put question mark on the existence of human race..


And because of intolerable government's bullshit
on the November of 5th
A new enigmatic creature was born
It named itself  "V" with its strength and wisdom,,,


His face covered up in  a mask
He is here to frighten this world with his dreadful task
His invincible force definitely will glorify him
And people are unanimous in his deeds against the system, it seems...

He is just a reflection of the past history
Where he stood as a pathetic mystery,
Tortured by government's horrendous acts
He is just a seed sown by this system, and this is a fact..

His mental agony now is turned into such a strength
the buildings torn apart and houses burnt show his revenge
His silence now has brought such a havoc
To the same system now everyone fearlessly mocks...

He is neither a swank nor a psychophant
Unlike the government which is in-genuine and arrogant
He is sacred by his thoughts and is free
Like the government that has heartlessly chopped down the gunpowder's tree.

But he is a gutsy fighter
fighting against this government and system
Not scared of the almighty
for his deeds in creating the new world
full of peace and hopes!!!!!

A rusty sword I am
By the world ignored I am
The dragon's board I am
I am an animal fierce and free
In the world is none like me
Crooked I am, a nightmare child
Fed on hunger, running wild
No love and coddles for this thirsty boy
Live without hope, laugh without joy.
But if you dare to pity me
I'll shit in you shoe and piss in your tea.
I am an animal fierce and free
Pure in heart I will never be
But not this way shall my life end,
This fire itself shall be my friend...

(From the book Animal people)

Life

I have never felt this way before
this hard and nervous
as incredibly my brain's out of words
summoning for someone's help I am not sure of
driving myself to and fro with this
wind so swift and grandiosing
thinking of past
as some moments were so thrilling
and some en-captured within pitched black dreariness
in which now i'm losing myself
in this restlessness of mind
and with this tiring physique
where am I to lead my life?
no such enlightening place in memorandum
to merchandise this worm eaten skull of passiveness
I surely was born to become a titan
weary of this thought now I am in torment's ocean.
A malice soloist of no vice or virtue
Wrecked, torn and disheartened with
series of misfortunes.
strangling between half death and half life
what I can only think of is all those afflictions
that I have always faced with big smile on face
Despite the disgusts, hindrances and mountain of problems
But when my sprouting dreams, they got shattered
the charm and charisma , i used to have
they started fading with daylights
and top of that,
when my thoughts and feelings , they got molested
by the cheap and wicked fallacies
i was rather helpless and back stabbed
that I have no strength to get upon my knees and fight again
for my salvation, solidarity and redeemption.

To Whom I Admire

If I were a superman
If I could reach the stars
I would pull them down for you
If I could reach the moon
shine it on your heart
So you could see the heart
So you could see the trues
So you could walk easily in the dark
So you could smile like roses when the first sun's falls on it

So you could lead me to the world full of happiness and wonders.

If I were a poet

If I knew all the best words

I would write a poem that best describes you,

So you could know how important you are

So you could know how you have shaped my life

how very you have influenced me,

how you have inflicted me with your inspiration and words.

If I were a sailor

If I could set my Xebec to reach to you

i would definitely come to you

No matter the circumstances and troubles on the path

no matter the huge icy rocks, no matter my poor condition

I am obliged to you from bottom of my heart.

And it's really  very sad,

very sad that in reality that I can't do all such things

neither I am a superman nor I am blessed with divinity

I can't come to you 

I can't bring that fresh enigmatic smile on your face..

But what I can do is think about you

keep falling more for you

and keep deeply admiring for you....... 

Gandatantra

We were all prepared for the contingency

That used to haunt our fantasy,

it was all about people and their rights

the acts against a cruel system which was a fright.

Today the day has come with all its charm

where we "the countrymen" are smiling and so calm,

Singing the glory of our endurance

Welcoming gandatantra we are with our perseverance.

What an intriguing history we have made

as we ended up 238 years lengthy  race,

where "His Majesty and Monarchy" stood as sage

and we poor people worshiped them as great god fame.

But that time has been retrograded 

no more the tears and pains on people's faces dissimulated,

we crossed the boundaries of limitation

our sanity exploded in unity for our emancipation.

Our contribution for the kingdom is redeemed

As the cruelty and empty kitsch of monarchy have been condemned,

The sacrifices made by our great warriors

Are heartedly revered today by slavating "Nepal Mother". 

Gunjan Silwal

065-02-15

  

Life Still Has Meaning

If there is a future, there is time for mending

Time to see your troubles coming to an ending

Life is never hopeless however, great your sorrow

If you are looking forward to a new tomorrow.

If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping

when through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping

Though the heart be heavy and hurt, you may be feeling

If there is time for praying, there is time for healing.

so if through your window there is a new day breaking

thank god for the promise, though mind and soul be aching

If with harvest over. there is grain enough for gleaning

There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning!!!!

Misery

Just want to cry my eyes out

Nothing's gone in the right way

My efforts are ruthless

And thus the repercussions  I have to meet each time

disheartened me

No matter how hard I tried

for things to be in order,

every time i was shattered

with what the result had offered;

the life has pinned me off

disfigured me

recklessly chopped my ambitions down

with chaoses and

the sharp edges of it

I've been travelling.

This world has become too judgmental and

 freaked  me out,

turned me into a ball of depressive 'psycho'

i have no further strength to hold onto this ground

no ability to compete with gentlemen outside

why am I so dumb???

Good God Crazy,

'M so fucked up with this life.

Tired 'm to my bones now

damn chunks of hopes all gone,

sickened me to death

All i was born was empty handed

and all i am out of this rate race is empty handed;

baffled 'm as my destiny vanished

thither-ed my life is now as discarded 'm from the society!!!!!!

Everyday is like a set up race

And this world is still a lonely place

between the devil and the deep blue sea

I account for my happiness under an old poplar tree!!!

Melancholy

Life is like that still standing bare hill

Waiting for someone to visit

Resting in deep peace though dusty, rusty, and ugly

However, pure of heart, pure by nature

No wonder, what people seek

The outer beauty, flabbergasting glimmerness,

But the impunities;

Whithering that hill down day by day

weakening its strength moment by moment,

but still standing still, sad and silent...

Not reckoning what comes to it..

what destroys it, what hinders its presence

Rather outstretching its length, its arm

with love and care

to embrace

the worst of its enemies

the best of its friends

the unjustful world

that has made it

old, feeble  and isolated

from rest of the world.