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!