म

म त्यो अक्षर हुँ

जुन आज फिक्का भै सकेको छ

किरा ले खाइ सकेको पुरानो दराजमा

धुलो र ढुसीले कवज बनेको

तेही पुरानो पुस्तकको म काहानी हुँ

म त्यो स्वोर हुँ

जुन आज फिक्का भै सकेको छ

सन्दुक भित्र मुसाले टोकेर

तार हरु धुजा धुजा पारेको

तेही रेडियोको आवज हुँ म

म त्यो मान्छे हुँ

जुन आज दिक्क भै सकेको छ

दुनियाँले खाइ सकेको

सताइ सकेको

रुवाइ सकेको

तेही एउटा बाउला हुँ म !

Hollow

Wandering inside the

emptiness of myself

numb inside out

I can't feel the air

or anything

all I can feel is hollowness

inside of me

echoing the sounds

of memories, pain

I feel lost,

I feel left alone

not even with a shadow

of my own to follow

I feel, sad, depleted and hollow

Happy Birthday

We were on the road
the road that ended somewhere
something flew right into my eyes
I closed my eyes for a while
but then you were gone
we could have made it
to the end where our dreams
were waiting for us,
but then they were shattered into pieces
somehow you changed,
those pieces were not small enough for you
then you broke them into even smaller pieces
and still all those broken pieces
if it were to be re arranged would
have your name on it
we had our share of fun, laughter
and great memories, that will
walk with me to my deathbed
but now its too late to be reminded it
everyday,
your face with a stranger
everyday on the electronic screen
I'm still the same way you left me some
four years ago,
and you're not the same person that you were
things have changed,
they've been rearranged
nothing looks familiar anymore
specially you
but I still cannot forget those times
and even though I hate you for what you did
how could I forget this day
even if those memories in your head
lay there alone to rust
Happy Birthday to you, old friend
and Happy birthday to us!

A false heart

silent

the sound of

a shattered heart

years and years

memories

hundreds of miles apart

faint

the color of

the imagination

building up to

a false heart's fabrication

vague

the look on her face

loneliness

creeps on to life

its a sad friends embrace

Memories

Silent,

like a soft warm breeze

slowed up

after a strong storm

wondering off in

consequences of

the rampage

that has been done

replacing

broken, bruised

lost and left overs

with sands,

as the sands of time

passes by,

with memories

left

hanging up in the

wall

in a dusty wooden frame

2011/2012 Manchester United Squad Photo