"Oh!" Says my MOTHER EARTH, wakes up and sees the INDUSTRIAL SMOG.. "FIRE DIRE" she shouts, and calls out the FLOOD.. She coughs the DUST, and finds only HOUSES and BUILDINGS BLOCKS.. "MY TREES, MY BREATH" she cries, and HURRICANES to TORNADO plod.. She is Naked for her Coverings gone, and she TREMBLES plot to plot.. "MY OZONE, MY OCEAN" she melts in MANTLE, and bleeds out her Heart's MOLTEN BLOOD.. And bleeds out her Heart's MOLTEN BLOOD..

Thy fingers can’t flourish, their loving and caring feature The vigour smoothly scribles, their glamour of gleamy nature Not attempt the writ of views, but do percieve their cue “PARENTS”, the standing IDEAL, and the gardener of life’s hue Thy art can’t embellish, their conducts and contributes The humour traces a Parole, offering a bunch of gratitudes Not seek the guiding star, but achieve thine Nova of life “PARENTS”, the persuading MASTER, hindering Fire, Dirt & Knife Thy sight can’t absorb, their straddle as so far thee espy The vision soberly bestows, their instincts and follow envy Not look at the hopeful eyes, but conquer the handful fears “PARENTS”, the emending MIRROR, the collection of thine tears Thy sense can’t listen, and aspire the spirit of their live The soul pervades enthusiasm of, their will to survive Not behold the aged Odyssey, but lead the broken chine “PARENTS”, the intimacy of all’s heart.. The Only One-Blessful Coffer Of Mine!!

म जीवन्त अन्धकारको फिरन्ता तारुण्य नताशंमा उभिएको यात्रि भवितव्य गतिमा लम्केको समीरण अनि शंशाकको प्रस्रयमा डुबेको रात्री उत्साह र उमङ्गले सुशोभित म धीर स्नेह स्पर्शको दृष्टान्त जीवनपरखमा दुर्जेय चित्तवृत्ति बोकेको समयचक्रलाई पराजित गर्ने सिध्दान्त हिँसा र हत्याको प्रतिकारक पखेरू निर्दोश अनि निर्बलको पृथक सारथि म दुख र व्यथाको परिभाषा बोक्ने सत्यताको साउती कोर्ने परमार्थी आमोद प्रिय बिहानीको प्रतिक भौगोलिक परिवर्तनको अनुक्रमणिका स्वतन्त्र मातृभूमिको उत्तरदायी नागरिक म भूमण्डलको एक स्वर्णिम "स्मारिका"।। म भूमण्डलको एक स्वर्णिम "स्मारिका"।।

Most probably, when you feel your a pile of failures.. Nothing counts you, even you dare some of your endures.. People start calling you crazy, your friends think you're mad.. When your family turn away and you really feel sad.. You try to settle the things but every time its another blunder.. You wish for a sunshine and get lightening with thunder.. When you start begging GOD to take away your life.. You want to suicide but cant hold and poke in the knife.. Somehow you get over but time never miss to ruin your world.. You feel what a burden you're born, for nothing you could hold.. I say- You're the One who really survived where others are so dead.. You came so far on your own for others never have it made.. Grieve it all.. Cry it all.. Laugh it all.. No matters what! If you still think your life isn't worth living, then you really deserve.. THE GRAVE YARD!!

The happiness fills all my bygone days... the bucket of darkest hour says... it will catch me sight by sight... only leaves when time is right... with deep breathe when i close my eyes... i can see him there in the flash of light... he comes around me with a glow... his presence melts me like the snow... his smiles..opps!..he says look at me... stops me the shyness cant he see... oh! god for a moment let him feel... the pain of mine and let me heal... here in the darkness he is percived... i'll wait for him for what i belived... he wears a white coat knows my heart beats... he will come back soon to that place we meet... i am so close to dying..fell deeply in love with him... MY FRIENDS! tell me is it real or just a dream!!!

Oh! i hear all the people say, its what they wait the other day, for those feelings that hardly come, truly and deeply becoming the numb. A dream to love and be loved, tears of joy streaming thru cove, OR, a fear of breaking in those eyes, only the moments in myth full of lies. A hope inside everyone, to carry on the journey together, a life to begun those heart beating, to speed of light, the day seems too long, so do the night. SOME.. eager to meet and curious to hold, silence to speak and arms to fold, higher to take and higher to fly, forever as one to eternal standby. SOME.. letting go, breaking into pieces faking smiles, turning those kisses walking alone, reaching the pub saying 'cheers!', singing "symposium of love"

Far away, away my shire I saw the blaze of the wry Arousing with the fraternity The protest for the entity Bemoaning on the political vows Surpassing the military lounge Reviving in the obituary The protest for the sanctuary A verdict on imperial disgrace And a fray for limpid tutelage Demolishing the stinky abattoir The protest for the incorrupted saviour My bosom sings a dirge to benumb And vides the throe of the gnome Exonerating the corpse in the urn The protest for new sun in the morn When the stouts in the bloc inhibits The salvation is clasped in the writs Disappears the gloom with missionary The final protest to sleep on the rosary.

Nourished by my mama’s thick skin So happy I was to be within Eating and sleeping sound inside Having the living nothing to abide Days to week and weeks to month Time didn’t wait for me being shunt I knew she would pain and shout WHY? Should my mamma must sprout When she exiled me from my cot I cried on being so knocked out I wished my mamma to hold me first Kissed my forehead and made me hush Was it the misfortune my mamma went on? Or, it’s my fate that took away my home? Do you know where my mamma’s gone? If you met her then tell soon to return My lord! If u really deserve the faith Wake my mamma up from the death Either, lead me on the salvation with her tomb Or, let me again lie in my MAMMA’S WOMB!