Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar

My shadow lives my life
With strong-mindedness;
Majestic in character and
Sophisticated in fashion
...

I
Far beyond the horizon
When the rooster sang
A song of dawn coming
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Striking a matchstick gently
On the surface of the matchbook
For warming up the winter
Underneath the wetted wooden log
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The length of the cigarette
burns
itself into fire,
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When an eve elapsed by,
A chilly pallid half-moon
Sets below my lip,
And the other half-moon
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In the night of sore darkness
In the thunderstorms,
A hungry plant lapping water
Till it's too stiff to stand.
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Landslide came into my life without notice,
I myself am lost, not in moor,
not in cloudland, not in fog, not in haze,
not in markets, but within my
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Can the emptiness
Eavesdrops to its own words
By its ears lucidly -
In the darkness wrapped in its room,
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In my recent dreams,
I awash myself
In the spirit of the fish
Streaming steadfast
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Soi Pyei Thasin, the well-known Burmese
Cine artist, Singer and Model
after having ordained as the Buddhist monk.
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(On the Mother's day)

Born out of my mother's womb,
My hazed eyes of the present day
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Moving faster than the speeds
Of the light and sound,
My mind ruptures through its seams
And encounters the awful feelings
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My glaring eyes sneak a look at
The clear spring waters
In the water jug (karuwa) -
The pure appearance of my face
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Staring at the sky of gloomy night
To an edge scanned by his piercing eyes,
The gray haired human,
Grasping his feet hold of his earth
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Up the polished ceiling above my bed
In my bedroom resting for a while,
A camouflaged lizard crawls his webbed feet
With dead silence in his spider tongue
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Before the dawn ripens,
My beloved wakes up.
By her side I'm still roused
In the bemused dream.
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Feeling the beguiling charms
Of your beauteous beauty
In my beholding eyes
Like the painted kohl in your eyes
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Discarded in the gutter,
Trailed by the way of my journey,
A pair of my old worn out shoes
Never to walk in the streets again.
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The beauty of the evening,
The blushing horizon in the west
I adore much the taste
Of sugary sweets blended
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My fingers are playing
With the keyboard of my computer
Surfing around worldly experiences
I build my home as website
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