उसको दर्शन

अहँ चाहेन फर्काउन ऊ

सपना संगै मलामी गएका उसका चाहना हरू

सबै कुरा मिथ्या लाग्छन आजकल उसलाई

समयको खेल न हो सबै

दार्शनिक भएको छ ऊ |

 

कसैले होच्याउदा मनै कटक्क हुने राष्ट्रियता

जमिनको टुक्रा मात्र रहेछ जस्तो लाग्छ उसलाई

जमिनको टुक्रा नेपाल थियो नेपाली थियो ऊ

सिमा मिचियो एक रातमै कहिंको रहेन ऊ

न त उसको लागि राज्यले बोलिदियो

न त उसले आफ्नो अमूल्य भोट दिएर जिताएको नेताले नै

उसको लागि राष्ट्र नै रहेन त के को राष्ट्रियता |

 

समयले धेरै नै प्रगतिशील बनाएको छ उसलाई

धर्ममा पनि बिश्वास रहेन अब उसको

हिजो उसले हिन्दुले मुसलमान काटेको देखेको थियो

आज मुसलमानले हिन्दु

आखिर के नै पो रहेछ र धर्म पनि

जब मानिस मानिसकै रगतको प्यासी छन्

जब धर्मले कसैलाई गलत र सहिको परिधिमा बाध्न सकेन

तब लाग्यो मिथ्या रहेछ धर्म पनि |

 

प्रेम?? ओहो प्रेमको त कुरै नगरौं

जब संगै जिउने मर्ने कसम खाएर

बिवाह गरेकी उसकी स्वास्नी

छ महिनाको दुधे बालक र उसलाई छोडेर पोइल गई

हो त्यतिबेलै हो उडेको उसको प्रेमप्रतिको विश्वास |

 

साँच्चै नै दार्शनिक भएको छ ऊ

संसारी माया मोह केहीमा बिश्वास रहेन उसको

आज उसले बुझ्ने भाषा

केवल पेटको भाषा

भोक को भाषा

बाँकी त सबै मिथ्या नै रहेछन

बाचुन्जेल मन भुलाउने बाटोहरु

धनीका लागि सुविधा

गरिबको झुपडी उजाड्ने खेल |

 ‘लू’ बाट प्रभावित

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All about being you

It isn’t easy
Not easy to break these stereotypes
Not easy to make all understand that,
Being different is not abnormal.
It is a freedom of choice,
Choice that could bring life in you,
Choice that could carve your face with smile.

Not being in crowd is not being left alone,
It is a choice u made to stand by yourself.
You dont need lots of giggles to surround you to prove that you are happy,
You could be happy when you would explore your own world of imagination as well.

You are a girl act like a girl
With little bit of smile,
With little bit of shame as your jwelery,
With little low voice,
With bunch of girls around
With little tolerance in you.
No no no
This is not everybody’s choice.
Sometimes you want laugh out loud
Sometimes you want to dance in the middle of street
Sometimes you become part of discussions of your choices
Sometimes you want to reply back loud
And it isn’t wrong dear
It is not wrong at all.
It is all about freedom of choices.
It is all about how you want to be.
Just embrace the little flaws in you
Just walk on a road you have paved for yourself
Just say it aloud that if you have dream
You have strength to make it turn true.
This is what you are girl,
And be proud of you.

 

you are beautiful

From you are ugly, your complexion, your weight

Your nose, your height, your eyes

Could you please rise?

 

The covering beauty

You are ugly or pretty

Why should it make difference?

Why others’ are your preference?

Why always others opinions?

What about your feelings?

What about your self-respect?

Why do you always expect?

For someone to come

And rank you to where you belong?

 

You are black, you are bold

You are fat, you are beautiful

You are short you are cute

Just look at yourself why go far?

You are beautiful the way you are.

सुन्दरता

सुन्दर फूलको सुन्दरता त्यो

उसले छर्ने सुवास अनि

परैबाट  छेउमै आउने

सुटुक्क बतास बनी

मुस्कानका साथ सधैं मलाई

बाँडेका  ती खुशीहरु

टाढैबाट नियाल्दै गर्दा

रमाउने  यी ढुकढुकीहरु

 

निकटता संगै कतै

ओइलाइगए भने

सुन्दर पत्रा भन्दा धेरै

काँडा भए भने

मेरो कल्पनाको फूल

कसरी झर्न दिऊँ

वास्तविकता संगै सपना

कसरी मर्न दिऊँ

 

छाड्देउ मलाई सपनामै

यहीं रुझ्न देउ

टाढैबाट सुन्दर फूल

मलाई पुज्न देउ

टाढैबाट हेर कति

सुन्दर तारा जून

सपनै मिठो चाहन्न म

कल्पना सम्झी रुन |

 

If you hold on

If u dont accept you are breaking inside
Disintegrate little by little but you deny
Cry inside but fake a smile
Hold a lava but choose not to erupt
Would you still be better if you hide..

“You are a good girl of whom all are fond
Dont reply back even if they r wrong
Dont you share what you like or hate
Remain as a mystery book that cannot be read

Its okay even if you dont get your right
It is wrong dont you dare to fight
Thread in others ‘ hand and you are a kite”
Would you still be better if you hide?

By nature, you must be the one to tolerate
Nobody cares to know you join or break
Too little you , too many rules to abide
Would you  still be better if you hide?

you are my world

When hopes are high

And reality messes up the hope

When tears roll down my eyes

Situation tough to cope

When I feel like a failure

Unable to rise

When I come to realize

World is not that wise

When I am flying high

And suddenly wing breaks

When trust becomes issue

All my faith shakes

 

At that time

All I need is you

Your soothing words

Discovers the new

Your gentle pat on my back

your experience with life

makes me believe that

everything will me right

It is not the worst

And good is yet to come

Problems are undeniable

Strong are some

Don’t be afraid daughter

You can achieve what you want

You don’t know baba

How much these words count

I love you beyond infinity

You are my world

With you by my side

Not scared of what tomorrow unfolds.

 

 

 

म र उसको जवाफ

म उँडन पंख खोज्दै थिएँ

हाँसो छताछुल्ल होस्

उमङ्ग खोज्दै थिएँ|

 

चरीसँग पंख माग्दा

कति स्वार्थी मानव भन्यो

आकाश धरती खुशी खोज्दा

निराशा मात्र साथी बन्यो

वरिपरि सबको ओठमा

केवल मुस्कान एक देख्थें

लेख्न कलम अघि सर्दा

विरहका गीत लेख्थें

मेरो मात्र जीवन यस्तो

उराठलाग्दो किन होला

कसैको भागमा इन्द्रेणी अनि

मलाई बर्खे खोला ?

 

( एकदिन उनीसँग भेट भयो)

आँखामा खुशी हराभरा

सदा हाँस्ने उनी

सोधें उनलाई किन कहिल्यै

दुखी हुन्नौ तिमी ?

उनको जवाफ सहज थियो

गहन पनि उस्तै

“ हाँस्ने रुने आफ्नो इच्छा

जीन्दगी हो त्यस्तै |

पंख खोज्दै हिड्छेउ तिमी

आफैभित्र खोज

रुने बाहाना हजार हुन्छन्

हाँस्ने  कारण रोज|”