how to find it out
if words are artificial
feelings are real



wherever you go
you take it with you, always
your abstract shadow


शीत झार्दै भएपनि
बादलको दोलाईँ ओढेर
एक्लो आकाश
मलाई निम्तो दिन्छ
ताराहरूसँग लुकामारी खेल्न
यो नीरव रातमा

always a second fiddle

with bare bone and skin
i danced in front of mirror
you saw, pulled a face

cool breeze poked you from behind
you also started dancing

(NaPoWriMo Day 27)

¤BlackBerry Poem¤

caterpillar to butterfly

making friends with a caterpillar
i’m waiting
it to become butterfly
and fly away with more colour

you are free to call me mad
what i want shall happen one day
if i don’t die

(NaPoWriMo Post#9)

¤BlackBerry Poem¤

blue butterfly

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ tanka: blue butterfly Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

with moon on backdrop
in rice field near river, hills
flew blue butterfly

i took out my camera
and captured it in the dream

¤BlackBerry Poem¤


संसारीका सकल सपना कर्म भोग्ने गराई
तारा सारा चमचम गरी जाग्दछन् रातलाई
साथी तिम्रा मृदुल सपना पू्र्ण होऊन् सदैव
जाऊ जाहाँ सुख र शुभको कामना गर्छु धेर।

¤BlackBerry Poem¤

gods on high

Jayabageshwari, Kathmandu

moon challenges them
gods come outside the temple
they are on high now 

नीरव रातमा जून हाँस्दै पश्चिममा गई
सूर्य उदाउला भोलि नाच्दैवर्दै उसैगरी ।।


despite evenness
roses are envious of
peach blossoms
these dayspeach-blossoms.jpg

आफ्नै भनेर के गर्नू?
गुलाफपनि डाह गर्छ
आरुका फूलहरूको ।