Narayan Poudel
Darkness
It was you who had shut the eyes
How come I got my feet bumped
Against obstacles?
My co-traveler!
Keep your eyes open;
What worth are our eyes
If we are to transfix at the same spot?
Rise
When you transform into the moon
Sunlight shall fall on your bosoms on its own
Do not hide yourself
In the shadow of the earth
Instead, paste it on your bosom with love
And exhibit your existence to the world.
Feet Epiphany
I was moving along the road
Making the Buddha my crutches
The Buddha, on his part
Was walking on his own feet.
[Narayan Poudel is a Nepali poet from Biratnagar. He is in the final year of his CA course.]