Respect 2 Respect

MOTHERLAND, THE HIGHEST by Santosh Acharya

Hey, irrational human!
Your mind's visions are rotten
Your fidelities are decayed
To the injured innocent motherland
Pulling your neck with rope
Very soon, you've to be donkey, Otherwise
No matter if you've forgotten her
But, hey respectless being!
This is my motherland
Play not a dirty game on her lap.


Your false vows have killed away her hope
Your freedom has kidnapped her identity
With your greed-wrapped errors
Firing regularly in her dignity


Hey, Ghost of her bright dream!
Hey, curse of my heart and mind!
Please, wait!
Don't play a dirty game on her lap.


Mother is high
Motherland is the highest
So, she possesses solemnity
But your vision bank is hungry for her sale
But your stone heart
fills joy of destroying my dreams
Hey, irrational leech
Rather suck me
Enjoy with my blood, how much you can
Pour hot boiling water on me
Block my respiratory world
taking me in the door of Hell
But don't see her with Ravan's eyes
Don't raise your sinful hand
Don't go near her
Hey, Please don't play a dirty game in her lap.


On the road of your destiny
Tears of your mother has overflooded
Gears of your own brothers' and sisters' life have failed
Country's breathe has kidnapped
So, Hey Yamaraj! Hey, Evil Heart!
It's enough! Don't recite your horrible hymn
Please do not play a dirty game on her lap.
( Note:Ravan's eyes means cruel eyes and Yamaraj means The Death in Hindu religion )

Friend 2 Friend

LOST AND ALL ALONE by Santosh Acharya

Friendship is the feeling of mutual regard and attachment among persons who
come in contact with one another in life.Like to like is the law that
governs friendship.Life is full of many ups and downs and we need friends at
all times.Thus, friends are an inseparable part of our lives.


My friendship with Aakash started when I was living in Panauti while i was
studying at Siddhartha Vanasthali Institute.At that time i used to live in a
quarter in front of Aakash's house.Being neighbours we became fast
friends.Although he was a few years older than me, we shared the same tastes
and ideas.


Though he had failed in the SLC exam he never gave up hope.He was determined
to pass it in the coming year.He was an excellent barber as well and he
passed his days by working in his own salon.


After my school hours we used to wander around the Gorakhnath Hill.We enjoyed gossiping on serious and sometimes funny
subjects.The view of the Himalayas and Panauti Valley from the summit of
Gorakhnath is astounding.


Every Saturday we used to go to Roshi River to wash our clothes and to take
a bath.Aakash was an excellent swimmer.Once I almost drowned in the deep
Khopasi Pond.It was Aakash who saved me.We were so close to each other that
we never hid anything from each other.As I am a little poetic I used to
recite some of my poems to him and he felt very happy.


Our friendship established a very good and close relationship between our
families also.We were such fast friends that we were ready to sacrifice
anything for each other if the need arose.Mutual understanding,toleration
and the willingness to forgive are the best qualities that I found in
him.His friendship rendered prosperity more brilliant and made adversity
more bearable.We both were great medicines for each other for all the ills
of life.His counsel, his sympathy and his assistance lightened my
anxieties.Although we faced many problems, obstacles and deceptions, we
solved them together, tactfully.


One day when I was returning to home from the school I saw a big crowd in
front of Aakash's house.I grew frightened.Someone was weeping bitterly.I walked quickly to the spot.There a sight greeted me beyond my worst nightmare.I saw
the dead body of my beloved friend Aakash.I was told that he had been run over by a bus.That scene pierced my heart.I felt as if someone had poured boiling hot water on me.My sight was blurred with tears and my ears were ringing.I felt paralysed and suffocated.I was shattered and heart broken.Every part of my body went numb.

No matter how hard i cried but my friend didn't come to wipe my tears.I asked God why He had taken my friend and what his fault was but the statue remained silent.

Now, though I have many friends I am still alone for I haven't found my Aakash.I will always remember him.He lives in my heart and the memories we made are forever fresh in my mind .I don't understand why he was taken away but I pray to god that his departed soul may rest in peace.

Love 2 Love

OPTIONLESS LOVE by Santosh Acharya

Who will feel my love in the days to come

If it is originated from the bottom of my heart

Though Yet, only my heart knows, not by all, not by some

Who thinks what about me, Am I a desert?

If I could search a little place in your mind

Either with my Poetry or with my Letter

You and the World to come would say, "This guy is blind."

Should I still love you or die my beloved, What'll be better?

If the World makes me lonely, I should born my feeling

You won't be affected dear, but I'll die

If the pain can't be endured, no meaning of healing

If sacrifice is to gain, I accept, I won't lie

If you say life is to live, what should be done?

If true love is discarded, what's the next option?