Anjali Mandokhot Poems

In the tender years she crept in life
When the mind was like the wet soil,
Ready to be impressioned and dried.
My untouched cogency, she did ripple and roil.
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Have faith! But not to touch it
Not to hold it like I hold this pen-
Just have faith-
Even amidst the treason
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Have you ever seen that beautiful dame?
Oh! You must be pondering what's her name
She's called Twilight, from East she came
And everyday she comes from the country same
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'Like an unsung warrior
I tread across the earth
From one country to another
Spreading light sans mirth
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Like sentries around a proud prince
Brave, yet humble subordinate
As youthful and as handsome
Destined but to a commoner's fate.
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I put on such a tough stand-
But that is all shattered inside.
Like that ragged livery
Patched up with embroidery
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Its not always trekking up,
Even treading down is thrilling.
Its not always the height that appeals,
Depths have their own charms.
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As if I'm trying
To hold
Sand in my hand
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Leave me a vacant House
With shut windows and closed gate
Knock me not, don't open my arms,
To leave them open in forever wait.
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After years of imprisonment,
I am seeing light for a while
Gratitude! O! Memories of her lover
I'm led out to be given a smile.
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