Nirdosh NP
Where is that sculpture
of Birupakshya?
I want to uproot and throw it away
to strangle Kaliyuga.
Let me decode a blow to call Ratnakara
and dearly urge him to steal
a little semen of Prachetasa.
May Balmiki get born again to write
the final deluge of human civilization.
The pitcher of ambition, greed, pride, sin and wrath is about to be filled,
no place is sacred anymore;
He may need to make
an atrocious Fustory°.
°Fustory : possible events that may occur in future and later on that become history when that future becomes past.
[Nirdosh NP, a student of MA (English) at Tribhuvan Univeristy is a poet from Rajapur, Dhangadi.]