Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar

Rookie (February 28,1948 / Kathmandu)

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41. My Shadow 5/31/2005

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I chewed
Like the tasty beaten rice*
And swallowed the whole,
But the color of the ink
I’d never gulp down my throat,
It blends with saliva
In the salivated mouth
And dribbles
Out of my lips.

Following the poetry
Digested in my stomach
The poet inside me
Again this dribbled ink
To scribble another poetry.

The inexplicable
Really endure
The soul of this poetry.

The colors
Of my ink-stained face
Enhance an elusive excellence
In my poetry
Like the sparkling galaxy.

May ...

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My Death

As if the milk turns
My soul detaches from my body
My body and my soul float severally
In the surface of my life
My soul that grasp my breath
Vanishes into dusk
My identity as human in my life
Tears apart from my body
And turns into stone without sense and gasp

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