The star-studded heavens
Smiled and called her
And she out a deep desire
Told that she will fly to them
...
The Sculptor was moving
With his chisel and hammer
To give shape to the two stones
That left untouched for long.
...
At every sunset
The sun takes a day
From your life
And immense it
...
With heavy heart
She moved wading corpses
Strewn among the crushed concrete
The yearning fragile cries
...
When the fathomless mystery of life,
Hover me and I was left thoughtless,
I lose the fragrance of life,
I lose the golden crown of pride,
...
In a mid-night chill before Jesus
Kapilavasthu hugged Lumbini
In the snowy-cold to dip
In sleep with a lullaby touch.
...
I lost the fragrance
Of the childhood
The adolescence
And the colorful youth hood
...
In awakeness,
I was there,
My mind was there,
My body was there,
...
When their steadfast love
Waged war against the world
They never asked their religion
He never asked her
...
A thirsty oarsman
Took a gulp of sea water
And spit it on the ocean's face.
The ocean was irritated
...