Your God and my Vow. Follow me, I will be in the front row From front of my fort I will vow To seize God from his abode And bring him down to endow You with his boon as of soon To happen; some miracles though Commit not but endeavors mine Shall forever towards this flow. Flaws shall not be there but fair Is hoped to happen below His reign; not least in feign Shall serve this purpose; will glow My inner zeal in real; Won’t ever be that slow To get him now and to him bow And this much I will vow! Follow me, I will be in the front row! September 24, 2019 Bhaktapur. NightmareLast night yes I remember
it was just last night I heard a heavy creak in the air That came from distant Yelling someone in despair. Probably that sounded a cracking Of an unbolted chair Swear, I cannot be mistaken As I was too aware. Then I heard some bellows Some bullfights parries and tows Fights of party brigades That rushed in heavy rows Listen! The sound still makes echoes Oh my woes! I am still stunned Some pod was instantly gunned The sky turned dark And my patience did embark For peace, and my inside appease I hear cannot but cease To witness here all dark Lo hark! This comes down the ages The instinct greed and rages Who the hell are the sages To sermon? And rages their bemoan. I was bathing in my sweat And all calm was here It was a terrible nightmare! December 2018
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Santosh Kumar Pokharel
10/20/2020 07:34:51 am
Thank you dear Lilian. You know me. I haven't see you in the social media for already long. Hope you are safe.
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