Rohan Nath Poems

Stay holding on to the moutain cliff!
Beacuse deep down below all you can find is grief.
You have come too far above touching the sky.
Imagine about all you have tolerated to come this high.
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You sang me my first song when I was in the womb.
Endured pain to grant me the breath of existence,
Shed tears of joy when I was released from the cocoon.
How could I ever forget your warm hug and over possessiveness?
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I think I see the mighty hills of Darjeeling.
What magnificence, it is that they bring!
Bold as a King, so high its peak.
Where the oaks grow densely and so do teak.
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There were ripples of the sparkling stream.
The crystalline water was mirroring the blue sky.
That befriended with the sun's wonderful beam.
Beams of the dazzling looking golden eye.
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Why can't we grasp each others hands and breathe like siblings?
Why can't we settle together in peace and sing?
Why do we seek power when collectively we are invulnerable?
Why do the powerful yet coward humans harass not strong but only feeble?
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Who would contradict the affection of a mother?
She who endeavoured to bestow us the breath of existence;
Intensely compassionate in personality they are.
Secures us and therefore forms our defense.
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These I kingdoms that once I owned.
Trumpets and drums were played before I enter.
Attendants march behind until I reach the throne.
Almighty! King Arthur! It's all I remember.
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Be not be imprisoned in an enclosure.
Look outside and see the beauties God has to offer.
Break free the humbled chains of timorousness.
Flutter your wings in the method of elegence.
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There are faded appearances on the wall.
Adjoining rooms gives a bloodcurdling bawl.
I notice a figure standing behind the mirror.
Please leave me unaccompanied, whoever you are!
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The little robin sang, ‘I can't fly.
Mother, I can't fly.
I fear the dreadful descent.
I fear the immeasurable depth.'
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