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Midwives Wantedfeatured in the poetry forum May 5, 2016 :: 0 comments
Whoever challenges freaks should notice
that in the method he does not mature into a beast.
If you stare too deep into a depression,
she also stares into you.
Bedtime, the foundation of a smashed house
atomic bomb orphans blubbering in the shade
not a sole light between them
the fragrance of lifeblood
the redolence of separation
the sickly-sweet fume of declining mankind
the moans the sorrows.
Out of all that, abruptly, miraculously, screams:
“The baby is moving inside the belly.”
“Is the Baby coming out?”
In the diabolical bunker, startlingly,
a juvenile mommy had undergone stress.
In the darkness, lacking a matchstick,
clambering to her side,
overlooking their own.
Miscreant madonna bears child in concrete creche as indigents look on. – mh clay
The Bus Seatfeatured in the poetry forum February 6, 2015 :: 0 comments
Sitting on this Nepalese domestic bus,
I am not thinking about
who sat on this seat before me
an hour, a day, perhaps even a few weeks ago.
I am also not thinking about the inebriated man.
A bloodsucking bug, saliva, yellowish fluid.
Except, there is a state of fear.
And it is coming from nowhere
but this 2X2, comfortable, luxurious
Luxury seat of another’s fear; not so comfortable after all. – mh
Laughing Buddhafeatured in the poetry forum January 4, 2014 :: 0 comments
The Buddha doesn’t just
He is not hot
He is not X
He is not thin
Not physical but emotional
Not so religious
Does not belong to A
But to B
Switch your mind
Either you hear this
Or you will never hear just that
The Buddha comes to Aristotle’s Square of Opposition and mixes it up, adds sides, removes walls, injects laughter… – mh
Be here NOWfeatured in the poetry forum November 25, 2012 :: 0 comments
Whoever wants HATRED instead of LOVE,
WAR instead of TOLERANCE,
RELIGION instead of TRUTHFUL SPIRIT
NOISE instead of SILENCE
In this BUSY world
As it seems,
People are having fish to fry,
As if life does not stop
Neither do time, people, places,
And all other objects around us
Are we busy living Or busy dying?
Yes! Mind your business, here and now, before someone minds it for you. – mh
hi5featured in the poetry forum September 11, 2012 :: 0 comments
My brothers, who are solely,
Truly and purely mine
Sad, poor, hungry people
Near and far
Farming life and hungry from the start
Rainy nights and stressful times
Moving thinly, hands and legs apart
Over distant galaxy and stars
Lift your spirit and let us shout:
We are together
In this crowd!
We will be together
In this round!
This shall also pass
Give me hi5 back
Shout together. We’ll hear ourselves; maybe god will give us hi5, too! – mh
Final Departurefeatured in the poetry forum July 2, 2011 :: 0 comments
(This poem is inspired from James Joyce book, “a portrait of the artist as a young man”)
The God is my name,
Nepal is my nation.
Chitwan is my dwelling place
And heaven my expectation.
They crucified him for valid claim,
and, before my final departure, here is my wish,
Dingdong! The bell!
Farewell, my dearest ones,
Wherever, you entail,
I know you will burn me,
but bury me,
in some graveyard of our garden,
beside my great-great-grandfather.
My coffin shall be blue,
Five angels at my back,
Two to sing and pray
and, two to carry my soul far away.
Tellfeatured in the poetry forum February 1, 2011 :: 0 comments
Tell me one word that depicts
And I will tell you
where is the LORD
Tell me one man, who is not
And I will tell you
who is completely FREE
Tell me one food that fulfills
a hungry soul
And I will tell you
what it is to TASTE
Tell me one place where there lies
And I will tell you where is
If you can’t tell anything,
then I will tell you;
Love is the only answer,
my angry friend!
I wantfeatured in the poetry forum October 15, 2010 :: 0 comments
The desire in my heart is selfish.
food, clothes, accessories, jewelry, sex, whore
I want, you see.
I want everything around me.
when I have seen something
I want, why don’t you see?
I just want to pluck the flower
in anyone’s garden.
My wants create
and those desires haunt me
to perform an action
these actions can result
in great consequences
outcome of my wants and desires
but there is a holy gap in these wants.
Creationfeatured in the poetry forum August 9, 2010 :: 0 comments
Selfish, doubts, smiles and
Uncanny ability to laugh at crowds
An artist dies to create an art
in between clouds.
I don’t understand and
in not understanding
I may even understand.
They never know
Is no longer
Lies in struggling
as if there is dancing
clouds of smoke
in between your
smiles at me.
when I see
at the things