Rupsingh Bhandari
The blurred map
In her face
The entangled lines over lines are
Hiding the geography of pain
And the history of struggles…
An age is forcefully evaporating
like a ventilator from her mouth.
The empty elongated earlobes are defining economy,
The uncombed white hair
Are silently whispering her endurances,
The deep eyes are
Frozen like tears’ Snow Lakes
Stashing her untold stories.
But
For her own decedents,
Who made her ugly in the name of beauty
The mother nation is still selflessly
Flashing back her smile.
[Rupsingh Bhandari is a poet and social activist from Nepal. He has completed his M.ED and M.A. in English from Tribhuvan University. He writes song, poetry, short stories and Novel in English, Nepali and Hindi. Published several poem, articles and translates poem and story. As a social worker, he was awarded with HJ International Model family Award (2019) from Korea. He is author of a poetry book Conscience’s Quantum.]
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