Poetry: Destination

Magh 19, 2081

Abhaya Shrestha

Poetry: Destination

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of a busy cityNot a casino.

I'm not even a stone god.

Walking with eyes, hands and heart open

 

I am a simple person.

I love without account

Moving like a river 

people's dreams.

The bullet of hatred hit my wrist 

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Laughing in cruel time

Khamey Jatra's animal 

Falling in the dust, love is rising slowly

And, I am on the highway of endless love.

keeps coming over Deurali 

I am another tireless traveler of Deurali.

I am the Lenin of a loving dream

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To a brutal tyranny 

I can't be generous at any cost

I'm not as great as eternity

Laughter who forgives the murderer

The loveliest of our time, 

the gentlest 

and, the most compassionate 

I am one of the people 

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towards innocent people 

Dasi of infinite love and compassion

What else is more?

eye-catching  Like a wall of

characters 

things to give up

and relationships to break  There are many

s here.

in a false system like misbehavior 

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suffocates self-breath 

is reaching a new destination for me.

Such an unattainable desire 

nothing, just

with me! A resistance 

I am against cruelty 

standing on its own foundation 

I am the bodhi tree of compassion and love.

Abhaya

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