Nation Poem by Shraman bajracharya

in the verge of massive delusion
why do i lie to my illusion
living breathing
Sensational the trivial moment
each hour and each day
ethereal palpitating heart
keeps on steady pounding
the doom that always threat
hatred flickering rays
all over the world
have vastly spread
i found no change
freedom searching immensely
mind and body
Peace, where are they
Growing turning more scorn
Hoping to return in tranqualities
Me and my nation too
the man made catastrophic
are vast more dangerous
Man the most sophisticated
capitalist Marxism
why are this boundaries
where is the nation