The insight
Breeding
Imagination
Take refuge
In clouds.
Anger
In the sky
Cumulation of
Dark and bright
Clash.
Current spark
In the atmosphere
Dazzling light
Lost among
The dark.
Click
Of light
Flash it bright
Brain devise
Foraging, to trigger
The insight.
Hippocrene
Digging barren,
My pen sows the brain.
Along with the wave of
Whistling wind:
The reed.
His rustic
Is still cultivating
The slopes.
Mixing smile on efforts
When will irrigate the laughter?
With stooping back still
He is using clay marbles
Pulling that;
Catapult.
To chase the monkey
Like a security guard
To protect his corns
Alerted in a shed.
Imagination,
Overflowing in pages.
Magical wings waxing,
Pegasus fly and
Ambiance of the sky,
To feel I scoop;
Hippocrene
To imbibe.
Poetry tonight
Spewed
Light flooding,
From the silhouette
Distant horizon kiss.
Lowering light,
Made the valley
Bright.
Hamlet
Is quiet,
Slowly the active life;
Giving its spirit alive.
Weeding, spade employed,
In hand of
Farmers.
And,
My eyes,
Filled with delight.
Staring and staring,
Day become wise
Pondering with;
Twilight
Again.
Here
The skylight
Watching,
Searching for
The poetry tonight.
Hem Raj Bastola is a poet and travel agent based in Pokhara.
