Summer, easter break,2014

Visit to Stonehenge

o' naive bird,
u took off bold
u embraced the red sky unconditionally
o' naive bird
You weren't aware of the storms hailing down at you,
o' naive bird u were too pure to notice the evils,
o' naive bird u look worn out
tired n lost
your eyes soaked in red 
your feathers strangled and torn
o' naive bird..
you will make it to ur nest.
you will make it to your nest
just-
never let go...
the devil will burn off,
the madness will run out,
the halo will be back to guide you
just fight a little more-
a little more
play with the RED,
till the devils fear you
n the God holds you back,
and- 
He re enters you
o' naive bird!

Am Breaking free

This time I’m flying,

And I’m not looking back;

This time I’m flying,

Out of the cage that I was used to.

My wings might have forgotten to fly,

But the wound will heal with time

I will slowly and gradually take off,

I will find my soul.

This time I’m flying,

I am going to fight and be bold;

And find my own place.

This time I’m flying-

Away from the comfort,

And I am going to fly far away,

Faraway.

I am going to sail away,

I don't know what tomorrow holds,

But I shall be breathing life.

And I am going to remember... 

But-

This time am flying,

And am not looking back,

This time am flying,

I’m breaking free.

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Life is a beautiful moment,
inked with colours of time,
a misty spray of longing,
temptations of hopes that is transient-
life is in the living,
in the blurriness
in the time invested to engrave its pictorial,
and in the fleeting dimension that spans till its done

यादहरु

बित्दै गएका दिनहरुसँगै,
गाडा बन्दै गएका यादहरु,
चाउरी पर्दै गएका अनुहारहरु ;
बूढोहुँदै गएको नाताहरु ।
बालापनको ठूलाहुँदै गएका पाइलाहरु,
समयले खाँदै बिलिन हुँदै गएका पाइलाहरु;
संघर्षले ल्याएका परिवर्तनहरु।
दृश्यहरु छोपी स्वप्न थलो पुर्याउने
परेलीहरुलाई भिजाउने -
ममताका रचनाहरु;
हाँगा हानेर फस्टाउँदै गरेका नयाँ लहराहरु ,
त्यहीँ बोटमा ओइँलिएर झर्न लागेको-
कुनै बेला बैंशमा फुल्ने फूलहरु ;
शिशिरले उडाइ लैजाने त्यो संगालोहरु ,
आँखा रसाइदिने गुँजिरहेका मिठासहरु,
बाँचुन्जेलका यादहरु
पारी छितिजदेखि बग्दै आाएको वायुमा बसेका
श्रदान्जलीका टुक्राहरु
छाडि गएका यादहरु ।।

Camden Town

New year (nepali new year)13apr 2013

आशाका लहराहरु 
विश्वासका मुना;
जिन्दगीले फेरी बहार ल्याएछ,
बिगतका सफलता र हारहरु,
सही र भुलहरु-
रंगीचंगी रचना र्गदै
मूल सारांस दिँदै
नया पाना पल्टाउने साहास दिरहेछ।
फेरी भुमी फाँडी फर्किने आँट दिरहेछ।
मुस्कुराइ जिउने नयाँ कारण दिरहेछ।
नविन वर्षलाइ स्विकारी स्वागत् गरिरहेछ।