Teelak Pokharel
1. Mystery
Drawing a map of the earth
The little son asked his father:
“Daddy, is our world really like this?”
Pointing at the roof of their house
The father said:
“My child, our world is like that.”
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2. Rage
Seeing him,
Flames inside the heart had emanated
Without a curl of smoke!
However, without letting the smoke disperse
All around the outer universe
I swallowed and tamed it within!
The fire died out;
The world was back to peace.
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3.Identity
In reality
I had been away
To procure his identity.
Lo, I happened to return home
Tendering my identity to him.
All he did was grinned;
Grinning, after all, entailed an art!
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[Teelak Pokharel is a poet of Nepali origin from Myanmar. He is also a good translator.]
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