Poetry from Sushant Kumar

South Asian man in a white tee shirt with a backpack standing in front of a hillside with pagodas and houses built into the grassy terraced hill.

Merge Within

With no ground of distrust,  
No agony within,  
Without worry of separation,  
Like autumn leaves  
Falling with no care,  
Meeting the earth  
And merging with it.  

In the same way,  
Come with deep desire.  
Sometimes, you bury your face in my arms,  
Seeking comfort and solace.  
Sometimes, I nestle my face in yours,  
Finding serenity in your embrace.  
At times, you somersault  
Like a playful dolphin on my lap,  
Seeking joy and laughter.  
And sometimes, I too somersault,  
Offering you happiness and delight  
From dawn until night.

[Sushant Kumar B.K. is a Nepali poet, translator, educator, and freelance writer from Gulariya, Bardiya, Nepal. He holds two degrees: an MA in English Literature and Political Science. He primarily writes poems in English and Nepali. His poems have been featured in national and international anthologies, magazines, newspapers, and online portals. He can be reached at sushantacademia@gmail.com.".]