Net Poem by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar

My fingers are playing
With the keyboard of my computer
Surfing around worldly experiences
I build my home as website
My birth
My birthplace
My existence
My works and experiences that I gain in my life
My face that time has carved on Earth
Saved as each file
That I view
On the Browser
When I’m alone
With pure satisfaction in my mind
I forget to hold my bamboo pen
To live the rhythm
That brings the heaven on earth
Holding a mouse by my hand
Let it kiss the pad with love
To get displayed myself
On the browser
My acquaintance
My reality as being a human
To the whole world as one
Inside the web

Copyright 2002 Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar