Poems by Tulsi Shrestha 

YOU ARE PART Of HER OWN FLESH 

I wished to manage a dinner party
To celebrate my recent promotion .
Painted house with rainbow of my choice
Replaced my late mom big half -size photo
With my beloved wife’s color portrait of life-size.
To match the color paint of dining hall .
I called my dad to visit town
To participate in joy of mine.
Dad came here so happily one day before,
Programme to be launched
Papa , warmly greeted by his grandsons .
His visit was really enchanting for all of us.
As he entered inside dining hall
He noticed something precious, missing there.
Brightness of his face turned , gloomy so soon.
Two drops of tears rolled down his cheeks
With his remark like this…
” Your mom was only part of my life
But you are integral part of her own flesh
I never expected you will forget her so soon.”
My mind hovered in vacuum so height.
I couldn’t sleep through out whole night .
Echo of reality “part of her own flesh ”
Vibrated in my ears whole night
A surge of pain chilled my spine .
To remind me infinite love of Mom.
I remembered all gold ornaments that she had sold
For my education and future bright .
I decided to replace the photo of mom
Even at the cost of my wife’s wrath .
When I woke up early from my bed .
I witnessed dad waiting for me , addressed me
“I am really sorry my boy, I might have hurt you ”
It is my turn to cry with repentance
I felt dad ‘s love for mom , so eternal and pure.
So eternal and pure. ….

DANCING WITH NATURE 

Oh mother nature ! I want to announce you
As benevolent “Creator of my own existence ”
Hence I wish to harmonise my each steps
With melodic flow of your infinite beauty.

SUBLIMATION

I want to evacuate debris inside me
Through sublimation of inner conscience.
I need to ensure a spirit, an essence of life
To replace smoking of black clouds
With inhale of fragrance of nectar.
Watch exhale and inhale of life force
As breath of your inner conscience.
Feel each impulse of your heart beats.
Deprive of yourself from external world.
Evacuate any source of thoughts
Neither joy nor pain as a chain of mind
Just watch events without any response.
With absolute state of emptiness.
Fusion of confronting rival -forces
Unconsciousness and consciousness.
A Spiritual State of Negation
To perceive self victory over own ego
To feed the seed of contentment
As a path of Enlightenment….

Poezi nga Zamira Agalliu

Muzg

O ti muzg i mbushur me erë
ma fshij këtë ditë të shkuar
do jetoj edhe nesër njëherë
me buzëqeshje shpirtit mbuluar.

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Miku im i bardhë, atje pret çdo ditë
Flasim me gjeste, prekemi me shije
Ku bashkohen syte, te tij dhe te mite
Heshtja turbullohet, qoftë dhe per nje fije.

Malli

Mallin e harkova në një ylber kthimi,
Mbi të kalërova kujdesshëm mbi det,
Largësia të verbon, po unë s’jam harrimi,
Mes shiut të lotëve notova vërtetë .

Ndryshe

Unë do të të dua Ty, sa nuk jam shuar
Për Ty do të shkruaj ndoshta më rrall
Pastaj,vetmia në heshtje më ka mësuar 
Ndryshe të të dua,e ndryshe,të ndjej Mall .

Vetëm për të ardhur tek unë

Ti kishe mprehur gjuhěn e dashurisë
Një ditë të vetme u derdhe lum
Me frymë thyeve xhamat e vetmisë 
Vetëm për të ardhur tek Unë!