By Nirdosh NP
the history of History
is tossed into the black hole,
the skill of the tailorbird
is just liked but not loved,
the forge of Great Hephaestus
is burnt down from his fire,
the caregiver of all feet
is run over under the same feet,
what else remains?
only a hollow body!
if so, stab around a million time
and make it as restless as Ashwatthama is
who is still heard but unseen
like our freedom!
[Nirdosh NP has an MA in English from Tribhuvan University. He is from Rajpur, Kailali in Far-Western Nepal, and loves writing poems, both in English and Nepali.]