Sandesh Ghimire
With sorrows and grief
I may not be able to cross this path
You may have overcome all your loss
But in my case I am not done at all
All of sudden gather the courage to bear all this catastrophe
Building my inner strong
Here it sounds materialistic,
So as I am feeling absence of eternity
My senses have a good sense of humor
Making fun of my own presence
As heart recklessly beats, making a sound like the drum’s beat
Or something like an attack
Bearing the unbearable,
Mind shatters leaving me annoyed
Odd and even
Ups and down
Gain and loss
All, hide and seek on my way,
Letting me a on roller coaster ride
I craved marking my presence,
Which may alter me further
As things done before are being undone.
This makes me think:
Every a thought pierces through
seemingly unworthy
Hence, the soul carrying my body is just of titters and quarrels of Tom and Jerry
With this dispute and clash inside me
Would it be possible to be a part of this great journey?
(Sandesh Ghimire, a Nepali poet, is a health worker by profession. He has enthusiasm in writing in both Nepali and English languages.)