Aman Basnet Poems

The Flower I Never Plucked

I saw her flowing hair
moving softly with the wind—
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He was warmth in the freezing cold.
He was like a shade under the scorching sun.

He walked like morning light—
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I woke as something I had never been,
With fragile wings and feathers washed in pink,
The sky was wide, the water standing still,
But something in my chest refused to heal.
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Silent coast in endless sea
Wanting to flee Away from this sea, searching thee.
Who? The inner voice of me.
The endless storms made spirit suffer
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Wake up as fragile seed
Violence hums beneath the ground
Even when heaven shines I get hurt
It was suffering to get through dark
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The night was dull
until they arrived—
small lanterns breathing
in the grass.
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Working hard though no result.
I am a bird pursuing it
With feathers as fragile
As paper.
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Selfless love

Heaven blooms with countless flowers,
Their fragrance drifts like whispered prayers.
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कससँग दाँजूँ तिमीलाई म?
चन्द्रमासँग कि स्वर्गका तारासँग?
तर तिमी उभिँदा नीलो आकाशमुनि,
चन्द्रमाको उज्यालो पनि
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कससँग दाँजूँ तिमीलाई म?
चन्द्रमासँग कि स्वर्गका तारासँग?
तर तिमी उभिँदा नीलो आकाशमुनि,
चन्द्रमाको उज्यालो पनि
...