Category Archives: Poem

English & Nepali Poems.

poem – the bright blessed day

The bright blessed day with joy we see Rise out of the sea at dawning; It lightens the sky unceasingly, Our gain and delight adorning! As children of light we sense that soon Dark night will give way to morning! … Continue reading

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poem – a simple

A simple, cheerful, active life on earth, A cup I’d not exchange for monarch’s chalice, In noble forebears’ tracks a path since birth, With equal dignity in hut and palace, With eye as when created heav’nward turned, All beauty here … Continue reading

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poem – love of man

I swear, I’ve spent my whole life in worship. Just look at my account sheet. I’ve always loved Mankind.

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poem – some one my own

My footprints are found on snow and sand. I was always seeking ‘some on My Own’ everwhere, every season, and in every country. I wanted some one whose nearness could let me feel that I also deserve the right to … Continue reading

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A Birthday Poem – Ted Kooser

Just past dawn, the sun stands with its heavy red head in a black stanchion of trees, waiting for someone to come with his bucket for the foamy white light, and then a long day in the pasture. I too … Continue reading

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Birth-Day Wishes – Frank Gutsche

Windy beach, summer jests,  little girl dipping her toes in cold sand,  in shivered moments of water she froze. Apple trees, bright leafy days,  gentle breeze, cat chased bird,  magic backyard witches’ shed,  mother’s angry words. Ancient pirate’s treasure,  locked … Continue reading

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Cherry Blossoms  – Frank Gutsche

The trees: White as wedding gowns. Shedding their blossoms, branches, crowns?  Like tears embarrassed, blow away free.  We sit. There is a path; under a tree.  People pass us by; time is slowed,  on a camera they’d fade into a … Continue reading

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