SLEEPING NEPAL, WHERE NO SUN RISES!
Sleeping Nepal, where no Sun rises,
No Moon smiles at; and Stars glittering,
Nowhere on the sky;
To regale a seeker
It is futile
Roaming across the land
To see at least
A candle light to delight.
I can see the darkness;
Down deep into the sea;
Of the eyes
And soul of the land
I can see the sadness;
Down deep into the sea;
Of the heart
And mind of the lad
No God Almighty, the creator
Alive here; to hear
The lamenting of the lad;
No saffron, the sainthood
Alive here; to bear
The burden of the lad;
But, still both the God and Saffron
Lay claim on this barren land,
Which itself longing like a whore
For a broken virginity
To make its womb
A blessed glen
Where the seeker
See the blossom of glee.
Who cares the craving of the creature?
Who shares the gliding of the glory?
And, who can make them awake;
With the mind set;
Of, “Life is a celebration”;
When the whole land and lord
Sleeping; deep down
On the bed of ignorance ?
Sleeping Nepal is a cradle
Between two super powers,
Where the creator and creature
Lulling without lullaby
As an essence of nothingness
No Lama can sanctify this land;
If no vision with a mission,
Which Santiago,
An Andalusian Shepherd boy
Has abundant,
In the novel Alchemist
No lordship can change
The destiny of the lad
Who always starving
Without a sandwich,
While the Lordship dreaming
Of gold-ash to eat at the dusk
Then, who can make them
Awake from the dark?
Only a noble leader can
Make them awake
Sleeping Nepal
Awaiting a noble leader
Like Swamy Vivekananda
Not like Sleeping Buddha.
Hereafter, I dream of this land;
Governed by a noble leader,
I dream of a system;
Where the work of a layman;
Not laid on lazy, but on passion;
To put focus on specific missions;
Driven by goals relevant to lad
How is it possible?
Since, there is no way
Other than India indulge in
Inviting the Sun God on this land
To light up a lamp on the life of the lad
And, then it would be declared
That, there is anymore Sabbath day!
Lovely..
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