Yubraj Khadka
Oh Lady! What a phantom
What a gesture! I feel I see.
Everyday as you walk and come
With purity and virginity of thee.
Does it exist, you feel so
Ever? Alas! How can you be away from me?
Thou art always in my vision, though
Time’s gone, Lady! I talk in fancy.
Frequently now, word-dream begins to vibrate
Around me, as if, the heart holds your face
And the glittering laughter, I do here remember
Every day, every moment, dedicating just you for.
A solitude, silence and dark room
And a vision, all the time, accompanies me
With every work I do and happy I be
And dream I that picture, and that of laughter of thee-moon.
The flood, around my body, of endless love
And that of sweet remembrance of moon-shaped face
Haunts to heart and address I to you as my true beloved
And promise to be with, and in fancy strongly I embrace.
[Yubraj Khadka, MPhil in English from IACER, Pokhara University, is a lecturer of English at Janamaitri College, Kathmandu.]