Realization Poem by Nirmal Kumar Thapa

Is world flat or round;
All reckons on individual's notes,
Forget for a while;
world is neither flat nor round;
Think again, the thought speaks of dream;
foretelling of building a shelter for my parents,
Think, says fire;
to re-enact with the nearest star;
Between these,
a small meaning is being flourished,
There exists no word for the infamy;
Incredible depth to every crumb of sand to every nuance of creature,
Every gesture dots the known, in an unknown universe;
Matter exists with a converse weight in antimatter,
Destruction creation in the shell of a little house,
were father and daughter
Appeared my being as a savvy traveler,
Looks smooth and inconspicuous in its wisdom;
Leave it,
Slightly,
I addressed more to myself except any other being;
And water trembling with a scintillating light,
My beloved disappeared in to the cavernous night;
My eyes can see, a lover there,
Stands at the edge of world;
I found my being surprised,
with its sweet embrace,
Smelling the cologne of first rain's drops,
Of the scene of Everest followed by the sun,
Through after all these seasons
Why I being wondered?
Failed to chant the hymn,
Will bring you back
Neither the songs of early dews,
nor the full moon music;
Until became the sun,
Not the special songs of the rain,
Who melts to make love to the earth?
Your blatancy and a treasured smile;
Sensuous is the warm touch,
at the yawning night,
Will I never forget?
Even you left behind
Horizon recalls our togetherness and oneness;
A marvelous jiffy reflecting my infancy,
Again the heaven has controlled the worldly ecstasy;
To defend my formative hours,
Inclusive of all things;
From my tears to cheerful hours,
Husky full nights and secrete games,
All were recalled;
Ruins and the smile,
at once upon a time
Right now,
Existence of our is where,
Under the same sky;
With tears & smile
Making a worth prime for TO LIVE together.

-20th sept,07