Ban on Rationality

My eyes are but of flesh,  

no doorway to wisdom  

is granted me.  

Yet tell me—  

though branded unreasoning,  

I can still press forward,  

shouldering the weight  

of life itself.

भेटिन्छन

बनेको अस्तित्व मेटाउने मात्र भेटिन्छन 

भेटिन्छन बाटो देखाउने मात्र भेटिन्छन् ।

स्वयम् चलाउनु पर्छ गह्रुँगो यि पैंतलाहरु 

सुखमा आउने रमाउने मात्र भेटिन्छन् ।

भत्किनु पर्छ उभिनु पर्छ कयौं पलहरू 

आधारमा भार टेकाउने मात्र भेटिन्छन् ।

मुखमा राम बगलीमा छुरा भाको दुनियाँ 

अनेकौं तरहले लखेट्ने मात्र भेटिन्छन् ।

एक्लै एक्लै कर्ममा पिल्साएर जीन्दगीलाई 

खुसी आफ्नो नाम लेखाउने मात्र भेटिन्छन् !!

अन्धकारको गर्भमा रोसनी जागि प्रज्वल 

इतिहास आफ्‌नो बनाउने मात्र भेटिन्छन् ॥

At Shrine

They linger at shrines far longer than school,  

Unlearned they rise as shamans, at shrines they rule.  

Too weak to walk to hospital or class,  

They mount a horse through rugged paths, at shrines they pass.  

Patients with thirst, with fever, with pain,  

No cure in the chants, yet at shrines they remain.  

The shaman’s decree commands the whole land,  

Every hour, every moment, at shrines they stand.  

Where laughter and pleasure are sought in excess,  

Blind faith weighs heavy—at shrines they rest.  

Jumla

 

Mountains Here sing in dawn’s embrace

These rivers whisper stories old and deep,

A quiet strength shines in each rugged face,  

While terraced fields in silver silence sleep.

 

The clouds drift low to kiss the cedar high,

And prayer flags tremble in the mountain air,

The valleys echo with a child’s soft cry,

A song of Hope that binds the people there.

 

Though time may change, the spirit will remain,

In Khas’ heart, no beauty fades away.