Dreamer’s Poetry

As he flew from his cage, Suddenly but instantly something changed,  Something or someone just died and someone or something new was born,  In a fraction of a second,  In a blink of an eye,  And as he looked back,  It wasn't a cage in itself,  But Illusion of mind,  Repression of other's thought,  For the 1st time,  He felt the cool air moving from the north, The green trees standing mighty,  The other beings singing and dancing all around,  Playing the "PLAY" of life,  For the 1st time the warmth of the sun, Cool air breeze of wind,  The song the trees,  The dance of the leaves,  Friends, foes,family all that he thought of his own,  Just a mirror illusion of mind,  Identification collapsed,  All the big big ideas,plans for the future,  Those big ideologies,philosophies just a pile of rusty dust...  No meaning of it's own,  For he, himself as another character in the "PLAY" ,  Something just c

Wind is singing, Trees are dancing, Waves of water are rejoicing, Birds ,Insects ,grass & the wind are in perfect rhythm, The divine liquor flowing all around, The divine wine pouring through the air, Drinking, singing, dancing, Everyone everywhere Just full of extacy, Just full of blissfulness, Drunk to it's foremost edge, But beauty to it's upmost level, Ahh! That sound... Sound of flowing water, Sound of birds whispering, Sound of the blowing wind, Ahh! That sound.... Sound of silence.. Sound of one hand clapping... "This universe is singing a song Whole existence is dancing along This universe is singing a song Whole existence is dancing along.!! "

I was dreaming a dream, I was drowning in my own ambition, I was full of ego so much that I had forgotten the harsh reality, I was walking a strange path with no ones help, I was planning for a wonderful future , I was living in a land where everything seems to be foreign, I was thinking to travel far and wide in a search of my own, I was in a search of my people my family not just biological , I was in a run to find a utopia, But still Was I dreaming that i high even though that dream was a inch from my reach ? Was I drown in my ambition even though I was making others smile ? Was I so much full of ego even though I regretted each & every mistake i made ? Was it wrong to smile and wonder about the future ? Was it wrong to dream ? Was it wrong to wander ? Was it wrong ? But before anything could happen , A hurricane came, The ground started to shake, Things started to vanish, Destruction and chaos was all i could see, Before ev

The path I am walking is getting stranger, Where-ever I look, More the foreignland it seems, Looking at my own image, All i see is a stranger, a wanderer in search of an answer, Answer of the question he have forgotten, For the terminus seems to be obscure, Further I go, further it seems, For the ground that I stand is weirder by every second, Puzzled that I was, more puzzled now I am, For the people whom I thought to be close with for my own, Seems to have change like a lien s   From an unknown land far through the horizon, For the family once I thought to mine, Are getting foreigner by second, For the beauty I once admired, Seems to be naive and childish, The ideology I once possessed, Seems to be so pathetic, Now I have become silent like an empty void, Now I have become a living vacuum All those dreams, All those desires, All the knowledge I had accumulated, Just disappeared. Like a silent nuclear bomb has exploded, Evaporat

त्यो कागजको एक पाना भबिष्य भयो मेरो , त्यो लेख्ने र पढ्ने मान्छे मेरो भावी, जीवन त फिल्म भयो मेरो, निर्देशक कोहि अरु , म  त केबल एक सेबक, अनि म ? म त केबल एक  दर्शक हुन पुगेछु। पढ्न त पठाउछन  यहाँ , तर शिक्षा पाएका छ्न कि छैन यो कसैलाई मत्लब छ र ? शिक्षाले त मान्छेलाइ ज्ञानी बनाउनु पर्ने, तर हुन पुग्यो झन अन्दबीस्वासि , दृष्टि सफा हुन पर्ने तर अन्दोपन अजै जान सकेन, नयाँ सोच र विकास हुनु पर्ने हो तर स्वार्थतालाइ कसैले त्यग गर्न सकेनन, अनि म ? म चाहिँ केबल एक  दर्शक हुन पुगेछु। सटिफिकेट त झोला भरी भए तर दिमाग अजै रित्तो छ, मान्छे हेर्दा रसियो ऊ  तर भित्र खाली छ ,   सपना चाहि चन्द्रमा छुने गर्छन यहाँ , तर पाउ चाहिँ पृथ्वीमै, जातभातको विरोधाभास चाहि कहिले जाने भएन यहाँ , लिङ्गिय समानता केवल कागजको पानामा , अनि म ? म चाहिँ केबल एक   दर्शक हुन पुगेछु। कुन हिन्दुले गीता पढ्छ र यहाँ ? कुन पण्डितलाइ थाहा छ र  तेस्को सार? कहाँ कम भएको छ र दुई धर्म बीचको मारामार ? यो थाहा हुदै पनि धर्मको धम्नड कहाँ कम छ र  यहाँ ? अनि म ? म चाह

भेट्न मैले धेरैलाई भेट्एँ, देख्न मैले धेरै कुरा देख्एँ, जीवन र मरणको बीचको यो समयमा,    कति  हसियो, कतिलाई हसाइयो, कति  रोइयो, कतिलाई रुवइयो , कति चोटी लडियो,कति चोटी लडाईयो, कहिले यो त, कहिले त्यो,   कहिले यहाँ त ,कहिले त्यहाँ, यो त्यो , भन्द भन्दै, यहाँ उहाँ , गर्दा  गर्दै, कति कुरा घुमाएँ मैले, धेरै कुरा पाएँ  पनि, तर यो मन भने कहिले सान्त भएन मेरो, यो शरीर भने जहिले असन्त,   बुझ्न त  बुझियो धेरैको सोचाइलाई, देख्न त देख्एँ मैले यो मुकुट भित्रको दानवलाई, कति देखेर प्रेरित भइयो , कति देखेर मुटुको धड्कन बड्यो  पनि, हात त मिलाइयो धेरै सँग, तर खोइ मन मिल्ने चाँही कोही  भएनछ, रमाउन त रमाइयो धेरै सँग, तर खोइ मन रमाउने चाँही कोही  भएनछ, खोइ किन आफुलाई चिन्ने कोही छैन जस्तो लाग्छ अाज , खोइ किन एत्रो भिडको बीच अाफु एक्लो भए झै लाग्छ  अाज  , सिद्धन्त र नयाँ अायामबारे सोच्ने यो मस्तिस्क अाज, एक्लो पनको सत्यको पिडालाई खप्दै छ , उमङ्ग  र उत्शाको सपना देख्ने यी अाखाँ  अाज , त्यो भित्त हेरि टोलाई रहेको छ, जहिले काम गर्ने हात मेरा अाज कलमको सहयोगले,   कागजको पत्रमा मनका भवना पोखिरहेछ,   एस