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At  first, a stranger, a little
Strange, more than at times doubting
Me, replying a lot with sarcasms
I thought, and wondered,if it were
Ture, need to think it through
At last I know, very good, a Girl

Story Teller!

A descriptive
imagination, in darkness
frowned by shadow
of inner-self
the demon of imagination,
quarreling with  angel
of reality,
the face,
of a story teller
a story that
brings smile
to the eyes,
as the happiness
runs down the
eyes in soft watery shades,
but piercing away the
heart like a,
hard, cold blades! 

Raindrops

The designer,
the writer,
the designed and
the written,
the rain drenched
thoughts,
and the
re-forming
watery footprints,
left behind by
a stranger with
face, a strange one,
the rains drops
like tears fall,
into the oblivion
the faces too,
dissolve into the
blurry rainy wallpaper
but the coldness remains,
at times, last forever

Test Shot

A Beetle

Ant 

Dreams of a mad man

The object behind me
moves, 
but its not the
earth, thats moving
The mind behind me
shrivers
but its not the 
girl on the back 
of the seat in bus 
moving! 
The tire's
rumble!
Little pieces of
stones crumble
like the dreams
of a mad man

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There's a turning 
at the end of the road
at the edge of marshes 
there's a singing toad
and a butterfly 
trying to run away
from the lizards,
and frog, bat and bird
and a beetle
half swimming
in the watery mud
and there's a smoke
with a person
blowing it from behind
as they dense air
flies by,
there's an atom
in his head,
and it is a radioactive bread
but the jam is
jammed in his head!

कालो अक्षर भैंसी बराबर

कालो अक्षर भैंसी बराबर 
भन्छन! 
तर अक्षरको कहाँ मोल छ यहाँ? 
अक्षरको कहाँ तोलछ? 
अक्षर यहाँ लाटो छन 
मौन्ता धेरै बोल्छन! 
अक्षर बिक्दैन यहाँ 
बरु भैंसी बिक्छन! 
काट कुट पार्छन 
मसलामा मोल्छन! 

सेकुवा हुने गरी पोल्छन!
बरु भैंसी यहाँ किन्छन!
पिठोमा बेरी उसिन्छन
म:म भनी खान्छन!
अक्षर त कागजमा
तेस्सै बिलाई जान्छन!
तेही कागज
मधिसेले लान्छन
चन चट्पटे
हाली बेच्छन
नेपालीले खान्छन!