Pain can Dance – Tulsi Shrestha

Drops of my tears

fall down

above the surface of 

Pensive heart

like ribbles in water surface 

That causes waves of impulse 

inside my heart

Which spreads upto

tips of forehead 

to bottom of 

my feets. 

My pains and griefs

starts to dance

like bubbles

In red wine

inside my

blood stream. 

My heart beats create

rhythmic melody 

of rhymes 

for them 

to dance 

Then Melancholy

occupied 

the room 

of own my

happiness . 

Philosophy of Love – Tulsi Shrestha

 The pages of rhythm of my own life

Never matched with content of rhymes.

Like a couple, one can’t see 

and another can’t hear.

She cannot perceive the most enchanting 

voice and melody of her own beloved.

He cannot watch the most gorgeous 

beauty of his own beloved. 

Still they are perfect and ideal couple

in reflection of society and culture.

All his songs reveal beauty of femininity.

But none of them create image in mirror.

Her beloved prepared a full page of essay

explaining excellence of music and melody. 

She is beyond his imagination.

He is indeed beyond her perception. 

But souls of these two, 

dissolve inside one platform.

Both of them remind it as

ecstasy of passionate 

Love.
The pages of rhythm of my own life

Never matched with content of rhymes.

Like a couple, one can’t see 

and another can’t hear.

She cannot perceive the most enchanting 

voice and melody of her own beloved.

He cannot watch the most gorgeous 

beauty of his own beloved. 

Still they are perfect and ideal couple

in reflection of society and culture.

All his songs reveal beauty of femininity.

But none of them create image in mirror.

Her beloved prepared a full page of essay

explaining excellence of music and melody. 

She is beyond his imagination.

He is indeed beyond her perception. 

But souls of these two, 

dissolve inside one platform.

Both of them remind it as

ecstasy of passionate 

Love. 

Rainbow of my Life – Tulsi Shrestha

Indeed, you are rainbow of my life 

You are vision of my own eye – sight 

You are true destination of my flight 

Above all, are root cause of delight. 
You are sweet voice of my rejoice 

Aren’t you a dream of my own choice? 

From watery veil, you always peeps

To colour desolate life, full of weeps.
My whole philosophy resides inside you

One who colours black world, isn’t you? 

Dried wood transforms into green dream 

You revive the world from its scream.
Beneath the arch of your rainbow 

I sing and dance with ultimate joy 

I embrace you with passionate flight 

To feel a breath of infinite love. 

Rhythms of My Poems – Tulsi Shrestha

Rhythms of my poem 

Spring from 

Your beauty. 

Rhymes of my voice 

Emerge from 

Your speech. 

Eternal is a word

My heart spells 

For your love.

A new language 

I need to create

For your clarity. 

When you approach me

With a sweet smile

Forest catches fire.

I captivate golden dawn

To present you

As a precious gift. 

Contents of my poem is you

Hence your essence is due

As an eternal guest.

Let me wrap your beauty 

To enclose inside thirst

Of my eyes. 

Right to be Angry with Me – Tulsi Shrestha

You  have right to be angry with me 

An essence of me, indeed it is you.

You belong to no one, but to me

Light of my life, believe me it is you.
The heaven has right to wrap blue ocean 

Bees have right to suck flower-sweetness. 

Life has right over your own motion

The charity has right over its greatness. 
Your face turns bright and red with anger 

It is incredible sight like golden dawn

I preserve it as joyful moment of temper

My love dissolves deep inside your bone. 

Struggle – Tulsi Shrestha

STRUGGLE

When romantic dream I dream everyday

dissolves as line drawn in water surface, 

then I constantly struggle with the death.
When I try to explore my own reality; 

I’ve lost my future as I involved in past, 

then I plan to purchase pleasure.
When I try to gain spiritual maturity; 

my faith and beliefs get distorted, 

then I realize the naked truth of society.
When luck compels me to carry empty jar; 

I’m enforced to pledge my own ideal, 

then I start to fetch my own shadow. 
When I try to compromise with relatives; 

my desires and ambition get raped, 

then I continue to hug my own griefs. 
When I attempt to imprison beams of hope; 

I notice blood-suckers in name of preservation, 

then I insist companionship with solitude and sadness. 
When social prestige and blood relation; 

measured in term of money earned; 

then I notice the false worth of love and charity
When I attempt to struggle with falsification; 

I get hated by my own society itself; 

then I get lost my unique entity.
When I get excited by heavenly day dream; 

fertilized hope gets aborted from womb, 

then I realize the real meaning of mirage. 

An Echo of Love – Tulsi Shrestha

FEMININE: AN ECHO OF LOVE 

The first sentence that mountain learns to echo

I am sure that is indeed -” I love you’ Feminine 

Beyond the mystery of femininity, you are naked reality 

No doubt, you are the spirit of chastity and purity. 
Let me observe and say, what I see in you

You are faith and conclusion of my own life

External you are and eternal your love is

No doubt, it perfumes as long as the world exists. 
Let us reverse the criteria of comparison 

The ocean is deeper as your eye – depth 

Flower is elegant and beautiful like you

Rose – petals tender like your pinky lips.
The earth, moon and the universe itself

Really fell glory to symbolize you as them

The beauty blossoms from your breasts

The life originates from your mysterious womb.
The cyclone of love and fire of passion 

Breath of joy and fusion of two hearts

It is indeed no one but you feminine 

Who certifies them as essence of life 

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I do regard you as a cause of creation 

Rivers of love and compassion 

The spirit of life and pure devotion 

As these are your source of dedication. 
You are the destination of human life

Sweet smile of the whole earth and sky

Each and every sensible parts of yours

Enough to reflect the beauty of nature itself 

Flower – Tulsi Shrestha

FLOWER

I am colourful flower, spirit of human life

Symbol of your love and compassion

Span of my life reminds all of you

The reality of death and essence of life.
Although I fade within a few days

I do spread fragrance to the world 

I bathe your world with rainbow 

Bees help me to provide you nectar.
I stand for peace and brotherhood 

I bloom to enchant the soul of the world 

The beauty of nature remains incomplete 

Unless and until I join there
Dews drench me with sweet love

I transform them into precious pearls

The winter breeze whistles then

To greet our mutual eternal love. 
I like spring to enjoy rain kisses

I sing a song of joy and sorrow 

A colourful bunches of me

Is offering to one who rests in nest. 

Feminine: An Echo Of Love – Tulsi Shrestha

FEMININE: AN ECHO OF LOVE 

The first sentence that mountain learns to echo

I am sure that is indeed -” I love you’ Feminine 

Beyond the mystery of femininity, you are naked reality 

No doubt, you are the spirit of chastity and purity. 
Let me observe and say, what I see in you

You are faith and conclusion of my own life

External you are and eternal your love is

No doubt, it perfumes as long as the world exists. 
Let us reverse the criteria of comparison 

The ocean is deeper as your eye – depth 

Flower is elegant and beautiful like you

Rose – petals tender like your pinky lips.
The earth, moon and the universe itself

Really fell glory to symbolize you as them

The beauty blossoms from your breasts

The life originates from your mysterious womb.
The cyclone of love and fire of passion 

Breath of joy and fusion of two hearts

It is indeed no one but you feminine 

Who certifies them as essence of life 
I do regard you as a cause of creation 

Rivers of love and compassion 

The spirit of life and pure devotion 

As these are your source of dedication. 
You are the destination of human life

Sweet smile of the whole earth and sky

Each and every sensible parts of yours

Enough to reflect the beauty of nature itself 

Famine And Hunger – Tulsi Shrestha

FAMINE AND HUNGER 

Really, I have no drop of tears 

To reveal my grief and pain 

Inside my sagging dried breast 

Hardly, there is a few milk – drops 

I cannot feed my own child 

But still he is hope of my life 

Humanity had died before my birth 

We are beyond reach of God’s grace 

We do die before our death 

That too is from, hunger and famine. 

Why does the earth feed on our flesh? 

Let feel guilty of living, by rest of the world. 

We do eat bread of our own death. 

We do breathe the moment of grief 

No one share one’s heart with us 

But everyone seizes the resources belong to us. 

The world prefers to feed moon and mars 

Throw us before vulture to tear our flesh 

Religion encloses inside the scripture 

Love turns only property of rich – culture.

Dancing In The Rain -Tulsi Shrestha

DANCING IN THE RAIN 

Clouds entwine with each other 

So to enforce rainfall to the earth 

Colourful rainbow across the sky 

Beneath it, we sing and dance 

Ribbles add melody to our song. 

A solitary place, isolate world 

We both soak, wet and cold 

Transparent clothes caress your flesh 

Rain beats gently over our heads 

Droplets of rain kiss your cheek. 

What an explosive, a sight is! 

When you jump with bouncing peaks 

Let spin around each other with bare feet 

We both, twist and twirl in the rain 

As long as rain dropping from the sky. 

Thunder roars with flashing- lights 

You entangle me with a sudden fear 

We exchange heart beats with each other 

Our kiss enjoy a breath of joy 

Blowing breeze whistles then. 

I ensure life as gift of your kiss 

And wish the moment to live forever 

Let isolate ourselves from rest of world 

Just the rain, and you and me 

What all I need is, just to see you.

Little Angel – Tulsi Shrestha

LITTLE ANGEL 

Little Angel, a pretty rose 

A new vision, a new future 

Light of eyes, beats of heart 

Symbol of purity, an essence of life. 

I sing lullabies to lull you to sleep 

I tickle your toes, to wake up you again 

The womb of nostalgic gets disclosed 

I tend to behave like a child with you. 

Let queen of dream reside inside you 

Under the shadow of your own eye -lids 

Be calm! I whisper with wind itself 

Not to wake up you, from your dream. 

Let you, Queen of flowers blooms everyday 

To perfume our garden with your fragrance 

Prosperous future and new expectation 

Let reside together inside you. 

Flow of nectar from your mom’s breasts 

The infinite joy of maternal compassion 

Affection of father at every moment 

Pave a path for you, happiness and joy 

You are a part of my own heart 

But still you belong to someone else 

Such a feeling pants my own heart 

What a strange custom of the world!