Ajeet Mizar

Nirdosh NP

In a morgue,
an unjust dead body
wrapped in mountains 
has been waiting for justice
for a long.

At six, early morning, it stares
at the Gorkhapatra.
At night,  at eight, it tunes
Radio Nepal.

After meaningless
six and eight,
it makes an urge to the state :
‘Spray the judicial fire 
on my restlessness.
I am tired
Of being a dead poet!’

[Nirdosh, an MA in English from the Central Department of English, Tribhuvan University, is a Nepali poet.]