Poems by Tulsi Shrestha
HE SHADOW OF BABY STILL WALKING
A beautiful little baby, playing in garden
with her mother, chasing each other .
Baby ran away out of her reach.
So lovely heavenly game it is !
When one plays with innocent baby.
By the way mother watched
the longitude shadow of baby
on the wall ,near the side of garden.
Shadow of baby looks funny for her.
Oh Alas ! Just sudden
A bomb thrown from above
exploded with volcanic fire.
The baby died so soon
before her shadow complete
The body of playing baby
scattered into small pieces .
The face and body of
alive mother is bathed and stained
with fresh blood and pieces of
flesh of her own baby.
So horrible the situation is….
She got fainted
with unrecoverable pain and grief .
Should we manage for
funeral for humanity
or for pieces of dead baby.
How do you pay cost of our life ?
Here is a question for all of you.
I want to remind all of you .
The shadow of innocent baby
is still walking, is still walking
She is pleading for
Peace and brotherhood.
Majestic Beauty Of My Love… I00
No one might have deared to introduce,yet
Majestic beauty of lover as a spirit of creativity .
You as A symbol of infinite eternal beauty .
I have incited you as a creator of ephoria.
The cause and effect of creation and love.
You as essence,Joy and charm of my life .
Me ,blessed to celebrate your magestic beauty
With one hundred exquisite eloquence poems
Captivating hue of hundred bunches of flowers.
Magical display of mystical but majestic words
I attempt to explode from depth of my inner core .
Me , no doubt,an incomplete existence without you .
You sparkled like moon in my dark and terrible life .
The source of my creativity flows from you beauty .
The aura of your breathtaking beauty is enough
To drench surroundings around you with divine light..
Your love is source of my breath and heart beats.
Your smile & giggle are intense and powerful enough
To create ripples In my pensive and disolate heart .
My dear,my honey , source of hope is no doubt you.
I can’t even imagine a blissful life without you.
Both my fath and fate rely not on God but on you.
The fate of my wings is definitely no other but you.
I ‘ve given sole authority to sketch my future ,to you.
Flight of my imagination and reality of my dream
Waiting for your love and support for execution.
Tears of joy float in my eyes due to your true love.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha