Nepalese Rupee Converter
When I feel about Sex.................! (Reformed poem)
And then we met together
in surreptitious tryst-
The moon and the cloud are playing
a game of hide-and-seek
peeing like a sadist !
A black triangular deep pond !
surrounded by dense bush
a red crayfish swam here-
for the sake of forth-creature !
white bud of lotus germinated on it
and then slowly winter turned
in a warm spring !
It's a subtle peep-''Black hole''
where I -hydra entered
to seek
a lustrous life !
wow........
Utopia !
Utopia !
Utopia !
Ivory Tower !
Ivory Tower !
Ivory Tower !
Paradise !
Paradise !
Paradise !
''Life is real ! Life is real !
And the grave is not its goal''
Perhaps,
another Mississippi !
humming a song of sweet pain
in sotto voce
flowing................
under the way of narrow cliff
by carrying a Craft !
'We reload our brains
as cameras,
the flim overexposed
in the x-ray light,
locked with our double door
light meters: race and sex
spooled and rung in a hobby,
we take our bundle and go home.'
We walked a long
underground journey !
from sensible to sensational
and reached over the cliff's apex !
Suddenly came immense lunatic vortex
I'm quivering qui ve ri ng
with treacly horror !
and catching you tightly
merely emerges a trill from you-
'My sweet heart !
Never
f
a
l
l
d
o
w
n
!'
However,
white famying -meteor !
from the sky of sub-concious mind-
fell down to the earth !
And, slowly night turned
into a sunny dawn !
-Samadarshi Kainla
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