Dare not to betray,
a poet/poetess
They,
are good in their words
When, and how
to use.
When to stop.

How to make you, levitate
How to let, free fall

They might,
beautify you, above angels.
They might,
promise, sincere words

You may not understand,
their language,
beyond love.

Because, they
live inside their words
World of imagination
beyond this horizon.

They,
search freedom.

They are,
too deep
too much.

Knowing humans,
Touching lives,
Hope and pray
Dreams and fantasies

I don’t entertain,
I am entertained

Feeling comfort with words
Dichotomy escapes,
I'm here with me,
Determined

Sunrise, Inspires
Sunset, Inspires

I hear,
whispers in the air
Sometime, I reply
Sometime, I don’t

Sometime, I abuse words
Sometime, words abuse me
But, all in comfort
Alright

When I meet the angel for the first time
I was not aware, who she was.

I asked, do you have match stick?
She nodded, side way.
I pretend, she might have said, “no”.

A thought triggered inside,
May be,
she was not understanding my way.

I used sign language, and
ask for the same.

She smiled,
and gave a burning candle.

I light the cigarette in hand,
inhaled 2 puffs

In ecstasy, then exhaled,
a white sky

She smiled,
all of a sudden she got lost,
in the new sky.

Tuition fee: X
Development fee: Y
Security fee: Z

Extra-curricular fee,
probably : V
Fee to **** time,
mandatorily: W

Cost of being good,
“ZERO”, I evaluate.

Here,
We pay a handsome waste,
X, Y, Z, V, W
to be nothing.

With a hope,
to be something.

Vivid news
disturbed my mind

I wish,
I could lit the cigarette

I wish,
I could drink till insanity

Colour me,
As you like
I want to hide my face.

A Green and White, at the same time.
A Blue and Red, at the same time.
Healing colours of joy
In the milestone of time

Let it be

If only,
we do our part of duty
righteously

Earth is
the best place to be.

Sometime

I wish
I could grow

Tusk,
Horn, and
Hoof

To feel safe

Probable,
Immunity I get.

It needs greatest courage to feel weak,
Weak can be an ideal humanist.

Humanist has a love for life,
of self, and of others.

Having,  
higher educational background,
stored wealth
or/and
greater strength,
never gets bigger than
being Humanist.

  Humanist classification as follows:
Silent Humanist
Naïve  Humanist
Vegan Humanist
Paid Humanist
Titled Humanist
Part time Humanist
Religious Humanist
Accidental Humanist
Unclassified Humanist

I heard a blast
Few yards away in the neighbourhood
Panic call to humanity
Help ! help ! Plz. help !

[ Disturbed, it made]

I remember the profile picture
Smiling, I was
I cursed myself.

Then,
I saw your profile picture
And, find the same,
No rights to invade your freedom
I never dared.

Later with heavy heart, I tried to
Neglect, forget, adopt.
“Survival of the fittest”,
As old man said.

Being a cold stone
Here, I am awake
In a clean sheet with no bloodshed
It was 4:48 AM, Kathmandu

Good day, whoever  hears.

Before 1 sec,
I had name

Now, they count me as a body.

Effort was to born
Get life.

Then,
I realize
It’s more safer
Inside the womb.

At dusk the tired Sun asked,
can I set?

I felt asleep, before reply.

For every indifference
Bullet, was the answer
Innocently a baby asked,
Who are they?

In no time,
She was silenced
3-4 metals run her head

I was there to,
Witness the fest,
Till,
Gun was vacant.

Silent I was.
“Learned never to talk,
It’s a half filled,
what makes noise”,
that is what,
I was taught.

Silent I will be.

Then I,
Closed my eyes.
Closed my ears.
Closed my lips.

So that,
I could close my heart.

A silhouette cross by
Like a rock star
Metal probe in his back
With alpha heart
Pointed somewhere, and
Trigger a prey

---ahhh-----ahh.
Probably, the last cry
Human, it was.

Fired more metals
Without, excuse to say

I probably,
enjoyed a view
of bloodshed
being a cannibal
waiting for a fest.

It is hard to live
Harder to feel
20-40-90, and more to count
Bang…. Bang….Bang
A fetus got a medal, before his birth
A mute got a medal, no one to hear

I turned my face towards the light
As their life have no input to mine.

Later that night,
I wake up,
before a dawn
a nasty smell of sulfur, over my surround.

Was it my smell, when I was born?
If it is not me, then who cares?

I heard an inner voice,
"Silence is a curse for humanity".
Then,
I scream loud,
Help….help

Low frequency chants from UN, I  heard,
RIP  RIP  RIP

How can,
rest in peace, be help?
Pray is not what, they asked for,
they are calling for help,
Irony, we just pray.

-
-
Blast was/is /will
Never be

Music of my choice.
-
-

“What made you come here?” I asked
Just to be sure, I’m okey. Here are my recent reports.

“Don’t you have trust over self?” unspoken thought
What is there? Am I all right?
Reviewing the values, do you have doubt? I asked
“Skeptic, if any.” She answered

Let me ask you few questions.
“Do you Smile?”
Yes, I do

“Do you Cry?”
Something when it hurts, I do.

“Now, I can conclude, you are perfectly normal with human sensibility.”
“Those values in your reports will always change.”

Stay calm.

Make Time,
Ocean Eyes

Let’s Drown Together

1 day back,
“Can you write something ?”, she asked

About what?
[few seconds of silence]

Then,
“Me”, she replied in barely audible voice.
I was not expecting, and had nothing in my vocabulary.

“Okey, I will try.”, she heard.
“But promise me, you will not feel bad.”, I added.

“Why to be?”, she smiled.

Because based on genre, my words need to change the track.

Your choice,
Options as follows:
●Inspirational
●Observational
●Love
●Self
●Clinical
●Ang­er
●Spiritual
●Fictional
●Haiku
●Prose
●******
●Dark
●Abstract

S­he was speechless.

I got my Space

Probably,
She understood more than I said.

“Any future plan?”, she asked

I told,
“To grow, taller than the height
Heavier than the weight.”

“haha”, her surficial response

I was abstracting my dream.

She thought it is fun,
Nah ! it’s my life.

Let it be.

I whispered
All my secrets

Meanwhile you kept, heart shut.

Find the balance
Embrace the time

Life goes on

Feel it
Plan it,
Rethink,
Ink it
Read it,
Edit,
Connect it,
Then beautify

Love it
Save it
Release free

With the magic of your words.

You give a try
Honesty got a way

If,
Decently, she stayed

Then,
Put her in your eyes

Now,
Close it

Only then,
She will never go away.

Get in steps
Or, leave it

You are free.

I

feel pleasant to spell your name,
hear echoes of your voice,
recall all bygone time,
can’t silence my hope,
can’t move ahead,
can’t be the same,
can’t forget.

Why, can't we,
dream the same?

For a reason
I value all, having a soul

Your virtue, unbiased.

Sometime I feel,
I am dead
Then,
I pinch
Myself.

Sometime I feel pain
Sometime, I don’t

Often
I live, I die.

Finally
I turned my head around,
Too many figures.
Then
asked myself,
If I am dead,
What they are?

Once,
I used to live.
Once,
They used to live.

For a reason.

It seems, not mutual
It was, just me

Save me, from myself

Tender talk with gravity

Strength of ideal love is
togetherness.

Let's pretend
Sometime dark eternity is
let go.

Perhaps, I am
half right.

Perhaps, I get
half life.

Of all, universal questions
You were, the answer

Now, I look at, the horizon.

I am blacker
than a coal

I am brighter
than the sun

I am higher
than the sky

I am deeper
than the ocean

Whatever
I am,
No one ever dared
to handle.

My, probable fault

I searched,
All those contrasts
Inside your eyes.

Even In The Evil
I See

Ancestor's Blood Of Purity.

All my life
I spend time,
to build the heaven

With
a pure form of,
trust,
loyalty,
hope,
faith,
sensibility, and
love.

Then,
a time came
searched everywhere
knew, there is no divinity.
Later,
I started to worship
A Mask.
Gave life to it.
People termed it,
God.

That’s why
At the time of dire need,
God neither,
Speaks
Nor listens.

I tried to be,
“AND”,
What connects.

She choose to be
“BUT”,
What clauses.

Then,
Nothing mattered.

In unison
We pointed destiny,
A Scapegoat.

No

I’m busy
I love my dream
I’m kind to my shadow
I’m friendly with my hope
I communicate with loneliness
I find millions small reasons to smile

I'm use to with this world
I hear, I understand

Moreover,
I trust the god in me.

Mystic Ink trail of eternal release.

Never I forget
what is precious than air

Never I forget
what is close to my heart

And, the last words
Hallucinates inside my head

“Forget me”,
What, she said.

When I first saw her,
I find myself in her eyes

Today, I remember

That instance
She probably doesn’t
find herself in me.

If one don’t smile,
One is dead

If one don’t cry,
One is dead

If one don’t feel pain,
One is dead

Treasure the values
Of all those emotions,
That,
We smile, cry and feel pain

The,
Human connections.

“Difference between Man and Monkey”, he asked.

[10 sec of silence]

Question has a great depth,
Timeline of human evolution
All about natural selections
But,
The Vibration of the intention,
felt unusual.

I compared with him.
Found just, a tail

I compared with rest of other
Found, a thousands.

“I'm sorry, I don’t get”, I replied.

“Son, how much did you score?”
●10/10
Beside you, who else did score that?
     ●2 others
“You have to work much harder”, she told.

Let me know,
If possible, scores above 10/10.
I’d like to join too.

“How is my work?”, she asked

If graded, 5/10.
You passed.

Happy, she was.

“But there is more to go”, later I added.

“Is there more than to pass?”, voice of  innocence.

A way long.

I wish, I could time travel to 40s.
  When,
Imagination used to be colourful
Songs, filled with presence
Ponds, serene deep
And,
The sky, clear blue.

I wish, I could time travel to 40s.
To witness, How,
The Humans were made Guinea pigs
WHO started to crawl
Penicillin promised its magic.

I wish, I could time travel to 40s.
When,
Mustache use to rule this world
Charlie was my smile Icon
****** has nonsense to tell
And,
Albert was lamenting.

I wish back, days of 1940s.
When,
Trust has everything to do.

Ahh, who pressed the button?
Here, My dance stopped.

Plz, Play it again.

I was a whole

Till,
Programmed masks
Imported Seeds
New breed of Genes
Power Vampires
Stepped inside
With,
Invisible thirst.

I was a whole

Till,
They dissected me
Into 7 segments
With
Lines of Hate.

Since then,
I am bleeding.

Alas !!
No one to repair.

Isolated Philosophy
Here, state nails them
  
Declare, Martyr.

Turning pages of CV, they asked,
“ What is your strength?”

“Madness”, I replied.

Their brain are trained to hear,
1/5 Bone
3/5 flesh.

The usual.

REM sleep
In a lucid state
Starving spiritually
Living paradox
Mystic, 6th sense
Way out of illusion
Saw a shining path
With a smell of spring
In a garden of humanity,
Holy land
A living soul
Spreading both wings
A name is born
With a peace of mind
Decently perceived
Code of strength
Let’s be awesome
Life goes on………..∞
A day in a count

Happy New Year

I almost become popular,
Paparazzi’s lens stay unfocused.
I almost asked to cast vote for me,
Nomination under trial.
I almost get nominated,
Due date expired.
I almost planned to develop nation
Nationality under trial.

Still,
I tried……..
I tried …… and tried,
I almost transfix to be human
Humanity under trial.

Still I will try, a try.
Inspiring senses.