Poems on Peace and Universal Solidarity by Nepal Poet Bhuwan Thapaliya
1.
‘Whispering my poems’
I love to whisper
my poems to myself.
I don’t crave to
read them aloud.
Come; come closer
and try to understand them
from the movements
of my doddering lips,
cracked open, parched
and senile.
The fall of the empathy
have changed my thoughts
and will for a while be
uppermost in my mind.
I am whispering
my poems
to myself.
The silence is
thunderous.
Divine coziness
for a poet
who may well be
unstable for some time.
Drinking beer and tossing
the empty cans literally
everywhere looking at the
passionate evening sky.
I love to whisper
my poems to myself.
I don’t crave to
read them aloud.
I want to enliven
the poem’s smoothness
and not dilute them
with my roaring recitals.
2.
‘Memento’
I feel
a mountain of madness
growing inside my heart,
sturdy and tall.
And all I see is sunset
and all those parched flowers
in her eyes.
Mountain of
dried flowers, crumpled,
deserted and forlorn.
Aren’t they the mementoes
of the fresh flowers
given to her over the years?
About the Author:
Bhuwan Thapaliya resides in Kathmandu, Nepal and is the author of four poetry collections. His main theme often hinges round the globalization of love, peace and universal solidarity.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The opinions expressed are those of the characters and should not be confused with the writer’s.
