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Title: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on June 14, 2008, 05:21:45 AM
अपरिचित हाम्रो पहिलो भेट

अपरिचित हाम्रो पहिलो भेट
कहिलै नबिर्सने चिनारी बनिसकेको छ
पाइलानै नचल्दा तिमीले आफ्नो बाटो मोडिदियौ
तिमीलाई सम्झने मनलाई मार्नुपरेको छ

आसुँ झरी रहन्छ बेसरी
तिमी त गयौ मेरा सबै खुशीयाली पनि लग्यौ
मलाई एक्लै छोडिदियौ
तिम्रो फोटो हेरी बाच्नुपरेको छ

POsted by निहारिका
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on June 14, 2008, 05:22:20 AM
तिमीले साथ छोडि दिदा मेरो के हाल भएको छ
पाइलाहरु तिमीले मोडिदिदा मेरो बेहाल भएको छ
तिम्रै याद्ले सताउछ बेसरी, भनन सहनु मैले कसरी
निस्ठुरी बनी सबै नाता तिमीले तोडी दियौ

यो कस्तू ठाउमा छोडिदियौ
तिम्रै तस्बिर हेरिरहन्छु
हरपल तिम्रै यादमा डुबी रहन्छु
आँखा maa छाइरहन्छ
यो मुटु खाइरहन्छ

तिमीले साथ छोडि दिदा मेरो के हाल भएको छ
पाइलाहरु तिमीले मोडिदिदा मेरो बेहाल भएको
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on June 14, 2008, 05:23:28 AM
संबिधान सभा को खोप

धेरै समाचार सुने , धेरै जनता को अन्तेर्वार्ता पनि सुने । अह , छैन धेरै लाई स्पस्ट छैन अनी कोही विश्वाशत छैन ।
चैत्र २८ गते नेपाल मा हुन गैरहेको चुनाव आउन अब २५ दिन मात्र बाँकी छ । सबै कुरा सामान्य रहेमा अनी कुनै अपसगुन नभएको खन्ड मा चुनाव हुने पक्का पक्की छ । नेपाल मा नेपाली जनता चुनाव मा आफ्नो अमुल्य मत खसाल्न तयार भएर बसेका छन । डर को अनी भय को नी बातावरण छ , सुरक्षा को प्रश्न पनि अझै अनुत्तरित नै छ ।
त्यो भन्दा पनि अर्को सबै भन्दा गहन कुरा भनेको चेतना हो । शहरी क्षेत्र मा बसोबास गर्ने पडेलेखेका जनता ले नै नबुझेको यस् निर्वाचन लाई
बहुसन्ख्यक शिक्षा अनी संचार को अभाव मा तेस्रो विस्व को तेस्रो दर्जा को नागरिक जस्ता भएर बसेका नेपाली ले कत्ती सम्मा बुझेका होलान?
अनी यही चेतना को अभाब मै हुन्छ निर्वाचन मा मासु भात अनी रक्सी को बिजय् , पैसा अनी शक्त्ती को बिजय्।
सप्पै कुरा को समस्या चेतना , अनी सबै समस्या को समाधान पनि चेतना ।
हे पशुपती नाथ नेपाल मा पोलियो खोप , दादुरा को अनी भिटामिन को सुइ लाये जस्तै लगाउन लाई चेतना को पनि सुइ बनाइ देउ। एक्कै दिन मा सबै लाई चेतन सिल बनाउन सकियोस।
अस्तु
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on June 14, 2008, 05:25:23 AM
मेरो घर को आगन
मान्छेहरु को भिड
अनी धेरै मान्छे को आँखा मा आसुँ थियो त्यती बेला
चकनाचुर भै सकेको थियो सबै सपनाहरु
विश्वाश को दिप त निभाइसकेको थियौ तिमीले नै
म बिबस, लाचर अनी निस्क्रिय थिए
तिमी मलाई हेरिरहेको थियौ
आसुँ को बुदं देख्न सकिन्थ्यो तिम्रा नयन मा
मलाई झन पोलेको थियो ति बनाबटी आशुले
लाग्थ्यो ति आसुँहरु मलाई झन गिजाइ रहेका छन
मलाई ओडाइ राखेको सेतो बस्त्र घरि घरी हावा को
झोका सँगै फर्-फराउँथ्यो
शायद तिमीलाई देखाउन चाहन्थ्यो हावाले पनि
एउटा निर्दोस मुहार अनी एउटा मायाको अन्त्य
तिमी नजिक बढ्दै थियौ
हात मा फुल को गुछ्छा थियो
मेरो छातीमा नगुल्टने गरी मिलाएर राखी दिएउ
तीम्ले दिएको माया त्यही छातीमा भारी भईसकेको थियो पहिले नै
म सोच्दै थिए तिमी अझै पनि मलाई
भारी दिन चाहन्छौ बोझ थपीदिन चाहन्छौ
मेरो लास माथि तीम्ले चडाएको
त्यो फुल ले मलाई अझै गाडेको थियो
अझै सताएको थियो
म आभार भन्न चाहन्थ्ये तिमीलाई
आवाज थिएन,थियो त एउटा लास मात्र
जुन केही बेर मै बिलाउन जादैछ
माटो सँगै खरानी बनेर
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on June 26, 2008, 01:10:25 PM
पृथ्वी नारा
पृथ्वी नारायण शाहको डायरीबाट

धप्ड्क धप्ड्क .....(घोडा कुदेको आवाज)
यसरीनै आवाजहरु आएका थिए होलान
नुवाकोटबाट
कान्तिपुर झर्दा.....

सुनसान रात
कान्तिपुर नगरी बेहोशिमा रम्दै
रात ढल्दै
आवाजहरु भने ओर्लिदै थिए
धप्ड्क धप्ड्क .....

मनोरन्जन त्रासमा
अनी मानीस लाशमा बद्लीयो
क्रोध पोखियो
कोलाहल मचियो
थामिएको थिएन..
धप्ड्क धप्ड्क .....

जीतको उल्लास गुन्जियो
गोर्खाको ध्वज पहिरियो
कान्तिपुर नगरिले
यता जीत्को ध्वनी
उता आसुँ, रगत, खरानी
शायद रोकियो होला छीनको लागि
धप्ड्क धप्ड्क .....

तर बग्दैछन आसुँ अनी रगत
जल्दैछन चिता

२३९ बर्ष पछी धप्ड्क .... धप्ड्कले
रूप लियो नयाँ
ढिच्क्याउँ ढिच्क्याउँ ..... (बन्दुकबाट गोली निस्कदाको आवाज)

यहाँ यिनिहरु भन्छन रोकियोरे
ढिच्क्याउँ ढिच्क्याउँ .....
शायद रोकियो होला छीनको लागि

तर बग्दैछन आसुँ अनी रगत
जल्दैछन चिता
Posted by -np

Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on June 26, 2008, 01:16:23 PM
आँखाको भाखा नबुझ्नेलाई ओठ खोलेर बुझाउन सकिनँ
बुझेर पनि नबुझेझैं गर्दा छाती चिरेर देखाउन सकिनँ

थाहा थियो मलाई म उनका लागि केवल खेलौना बनिरहेछु
रमाएँ त्यसैमा नखेलाउ भनी उनलाई कहिल्यै सम्झाउन सकिनँ

एउटै यात्रामा निक्लिएका हामी उनी शिखरमा पुगेर हेर्दा
थाहा छैन म कहाँ हराएँ आफैले आफैलाई भेटाउन सकिनँ

न त सक्छु दिन उनलाई दोष न कहीं भेटछु आफ्नो गल्ती
कहाँनेर के बिग्रियो कुरा कसैले सोध्दा बताउन सकिनँ

आँखाको भाखा नबुझ्नेलाई ओठ खोलेर बुझाउन सकिनँ
बुझेर पनि नबुझेझैं गर्दा छाती चिरेर देखाउन सकिन
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: psycho on July 21, 2008, 09:11:34 PM
gr8 collection
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on July 23, 2008, 07:15:16 PM
AAUNE DIN HARU MA AJHAI POST GARNE CHU... THANK YOU FOR REPLY
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on July 23, 2008, 09:56:31 PM
अनुहार
अनुहार

लुकेको नजरमा
झुकेको केश
क्या च्वाँक,
तिम्रो फेश!

पौडर नदलेनी
सेतो गाला
यादमात्र आउँछ,
कस्तो साला!

चट्ट मिलेको
त्यो नाक
परबाट हेर्दा,
सबजना फल्याट!

मन्द मुस्कान
कलीला ओंठमा
कोपिला पलाएझैं,
सयपत्रिको बोटमा!

-ने.पा
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on July 23, 2008, 11:20:17 PM
Anayasai korna pugchhu bhawana paanaharu ma
timro ra mero uhi prem ko barema

Gunjirahekachhan harma geet haru
aajhai pani tyo paari raani ban ma

Satyasatya ek arkaa ko matra hunchhau bhani
khayeka kasam haru Barahi mandir maa

Sakchhi chhan uhi adrishya dewata
hamro manokamana maa

Haat ma haat rakhi gumeka
tii din haru Lake side ma

kasam jindagi mitho lagdachha
huda kebal timro sath ma

posted by anteem
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on July 29, 2008, 08:48:04 PM
त्यही प्रेमको बहानामा मैले जो जिउने निर्णय लिए
ब्यर्थ मेरो जीवनको ओरालिमा उक्लिने चाहना मेरो
बरु तिमीसँग यो मोहनऐ नभैदिएको भए
हामी दुबै बिचको मित्रता कती मिठो हुन्थ्यो होला

मन भरिका चाहना जलाई, मरी जाने रहर त होइन
आज तिम्रो र मेरो ईतिहास जलाई , खरानी हुँदै छु

खरानी हुँदै छु
.....Kumari
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on July 29, 2008, 08:50:13 PM
सधैं भरि दुखी रहने घाउँ भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती
कहिले नमेटी ने तृस्णा भो तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती
हरपल मुटु खाइ रहेने बेथा भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती

नदि को दुइ किनार भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती

कहि कसैले नलेखने कथ भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती

सावन् को झरिमा पनि नबुझ्ने प्यास भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती

खडेरि लागेको उजाड भूमि भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती

नदि को दुइ किनार भो
तिम्रो र मेरो पीरती मेरो पीरती
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: xnepali on August 09, 2008, 12:08:14 AM
Geet

बनेको छ पहराले यो छाती मेरो
बगेको छ छहरा रगतमा मेरो
पखेरुमा जन्मी टाकुरामा खेल्ने
म झुक्दै नझुक्ने नेपालको छोरो

खोसेको रोटीले मेरो पेट भरिन्न
मागेको धोतिले मेरो लाज छोपिन्न
घोटिएर हातपाउ झरी जाउ नौला
तर कोही अगाडि यी हात जोडीन्न

बनेको छ पहराले यो छाती मेरो
बगेको छ छहरा रगतमा मेरो
पखेरुमा जन्मी टाकुरामा खेल्ने
म झुक्दै नझुक्ने नेपालको छोरो

म आगो सहन्छु अन्याय सहन्न
म त्रिश्ना सहन्छु तिरस्कर सहन्न
मेरो सिर उडाउ बरु त्यो सहन्छु
तर कोही परायाले टेके सहन्न

Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: JalekoMAn on August 09, 2008, 12:59:18 AM
soo nice one
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:12:10 AM

Who are you? What are you?

- Bikram Subba, Kathmandu

Seeing you the first time
It seemed I had found
my lost sun and moon
But you said -
These are my eyes!

My dream had been lost
And even while watching
It seemed I was meeting it in you
But you said -
This is my body! My vastness!!My music had been lost
Suddenly one day
It seemed I found it in your heart beat
But truthfully, you said -
This is my heart speaking!In the same way
My happiness had been lost;
It seemed I found it too
entangled in your lips
Again, you said -
This is my smile!Now what can I say?
What can I think?
Are you the heap of
my priceless possession?
Or are you the small cottage
in my small country?

Tell me
Who are you?
What are you?
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:12:35 AM
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:13:31 AM
G. P. Ghimire
Life & Bliss

Peace in Life

Where do I get peace in life?
I am trying-out for this since a long time.
Whenever I find my conscience blessed
by the Supernal Conscience
to know about the hidden facts
I find myself enjoying the peace perennial.
1

I perceive having blissful sense
of the vast and tranquil divinity.
I forget then the woes and pains of life
as if the whole course of ups and downs
of the creation are just like the dreams.
2

The truth is the essential drive of the sense
representing Supernal Conscience
rapture I feel within my mind
into the instinct of divinity.
3

Peace perennial, so, pours down
in the special presence of the supernal glory
into the sensible core within the self.
Peace is perceived within
whenever reliance for respite
is bestowed by the Supernal Sense.
4

How long do I get such a peace in life?
Seldom I get opportunity to have
a discourse with the men of God,
and an association with the real devotees
that transcends me to the blissful state in real.
5

Far from the maze of the world,
far from the clutches of the delusion
forgotten the presence of physical pains and pangs
forgotten the material course of life in this earth
for sometime, I enjoy the blissful side of the God.
6

My conscience returns again
to the normal, natural and material life
to continue every-day course
involves into mazes, pains and pangs
as if all these surrounding compulsions
are the impelling forces to go ahead in this earth.
7

Pleasures of the world are in the sense real
like the scratching of itching sensational,
sometime, good food, shelter and material wealth,
sometime, married life, children and social pride
make me feeling pleasure for a short-term time.
8

But sometime, all these pleasure means
go themselves to the polar opposite
and start causing me pain.
Good food changes to poison,
props become cause of enmity,
wife and children come to attack me.
9

O God ! what is the life indeed?
Even after the continues quest I made
about the mystery of it since I came to sense
I am really tired but further mysterious it is.
10


Contd...
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:14:09 AM
...Contd

Neither I could know about this system perfect
which is applied by the creator in it
nor I could know about the ups and downs of the life
that I am forced to continue in this world as I am.
11

Seldom I perceive in my mind
where appears the conscientious sense
to be the real cause of all activities
into the innumerable dimensions of the mysteries.
12

Into the conscientious sense of the activities
which are evolving without any halt of pace in it
presence of the Supernal Glory of the God
can be perceived working as the sense here.
13

Such a presence is the only source
that is making the pace of the world
into the innumerable dimensions of creative works.
14

Realizing such a fact of the creativity
feels my mind that is taking reliance
within the peaceful and pleasant sense.
15

Presence of the Supernal Spirit in mind
all the way makes me amusing.
I forget all the woes of life and presume
myself is nothing else but slender current
Supernal Soul bestowed into this life.
16

Sometime I feel that the Supernal Soul
shines within me brighter than usual
dominating the courses of life natural
far of pains and pangs persisting otherwise
bestowed inexplicable bliss to experience
of his own supremacy in the universe.
17

I think my life is useless otherwise here.
How could transient things be the true aim for?
Is it that the props can be real?
Is it that the pleasure ephemeral real?
18

What for I am?
proprietor's?, who is giving job?,
or as a means of the parents
who have given me birth?
19

What for I am?
Is it for the children they have to take birth?
Or is it for the animals, food they will make?
Or is it to be buried on the earth?
Or is it for the fire that will burn?
20

No, no, no its not all but so.
They are using me only for short
bound by the time frame but not for all.
Aim ultimate of my life should be highest up.
21

Making its use to find the purpose real
it should be a meaningful presence here

that makes me realized I am inalienable
at last with the Spirit Supernal.
22

Realization such is the blissful side of God
aiming so makes me success in real.
perceiving so is the side of prospective cause
fact of hind and fact of yonder real.
23

I look forward sometime towards the world
behold there the empty boast of wealthier.
behold there the physical stupidity of wrestlers.
behold there the poverty of the poor but
like the dreadful pestilence hanging over.
24

Compassion, tender-heart
and fraternity are missing but.
Everywhere selfish interest running for

enjoying pleasures of life with the success short
deceptions and cruelties are agitation ever.
25


Contd...
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:14:45 AM
Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:15:17 AM
.... Contd

I would have never made a way to the earth
had I been given a choice of either or not
had I been given to know about the pains after pains,
and pangs after pangs persisting in this world
once a life of any kind embraced here.
51

Impossible to say that I made a choice
I am indeed so forced to embrace hereby.
I can neither stay here, as I like
nor I can go out but compelled to hike
and stay doing so until liberated alike.
52

I am not of free will here therefore,
but my activities controlled to go for
every moment of my existence
through a system remotely established
which the ruler cosmic has pervaded.
53

It is for sure I came here in life
because, the cosmic ruler wanted accomplished
the jobs of his vast creative activity
with an assignment composed within me.
54

It is therefore I am forced embracing
all these pain, troubles, anxieties and tragedies.
Given in return, pleasure short and moment's laughing
the ego of empty boast all with
embraced travesties so compelling.
55

Objectives your's I don't know
but have been given to feel for sure
that I am an individual with an ego
being a man as an identity in this earth.
56

Truly temporary is my identity here
conducted beginning and the end of
yourself as a cosmic ruler
through the sense of connectivity
present in my mind duly deluding.
57

Prisoner I have been made by the circumstance
to move here and there for want of mirages
perplexed I am unknown the results ultimate.
58

Some experiences I have about the system
in operation giving pace to this creation.
O God ! whoever thou art I pray
for the liberation I want from this world.
59

Granting liberation I know you don't want
like a farmer to his oxen from the plough.
Confined into yoke starts biting
to the oxen which don't like to plough.
60

Return of pulling plough little fodder is given
which makes the life of the oxen sustainable.
Refusing to plough by the ox tries the farmer first
taking his return there by the lure or love.
61

Even after harassment the ox sometime doesn't obey,
luring of several kinds doesn't make return to work-place
but lays down refusing to pull the yoke.

The farmer then, sets free to the ox to go,
stopping fodder and driven away from the shelter.
62

Sense of respite they don't find
only go for the surrender hence
under protection of the Supreme Being.
63

As if like a baby holds
garbs of his mother for respite
even if she smite him
for a small wrong he has done
cries the baby mercy for
until she don't turn to kind heart.
64

So is the case of devotees
who can't find others to take refuge.
compelled to take reliance under you
crying for mercy till granted
kindest grace for liberty sought.
65

Like a selfish farmer thou art O God!
setting free to devotees who refuse the world
the veil of delusion and the maze of nature.
Helpless, they take refuge beneath you.
66

Tormented by the tides of nature and its course
return some of them into the creative course
incomplete their mission of reunion

lured by the greed of wealth and pleasure shorts
family affection and pain physical.
67

But a few still endure and surrender
who don't like the material maze to suffer
unveiling the illusion, bestowed divine grace
they want to set free from the bodily bondage.
68

Even after that they can't be sure
how they will be dealt with the soul
a sympathetic affection or a blow of throw
but still there remains a hope
unlike worldly man that the God is the God
pleas are heard in his domain there
69

Permitted to return to the original self
source of all in the universe in the blissful state
enjoys the blessed one a nature of divine-self
after a long march of ascetic life
bearing hardships and feeling of pains.
70

Those ascetics by their kindest hearts
feel pains in the earth of the others
beholding their ignorance and veil of nature
embracing pains as their pleasure.
71

Bestowed salvation devotees set free
what can do here otherwise a helpless being
but once bestowed grace they can feel enlightened.
Making habit of hollering beloved name of the deity
find nothing else with them as an addict of divinity
except the God omnipresent all the way beholding.
72

Successful one finds blessed for devotion
with the conscience of divine sense within
a last and ultimate attainment of living being
resolving the sense of God in the human life.
73

For such ascetic saints of highest thought
observing life of benediction to all
there is nothing to lure to them in this world
by the grandeur and glories of the earth.
74

They remain enjoying inexplicable bliss
presence of the divine source in their life
in every aspect, every where and all the times
giving animation and activities by the perennial sense.
75

Majesties of societies and material grandeur
are meant for the people who are the toys
played in the delusive nature by the divine will.
76

Material success and social status they attain
fulfilling their aim as the ultimate in the earth.
Enjoying social respect as the family head
controlling material command they feel pride.
77

Long and unending journey they are bound to
till the total extermination of creation in the earth.
material pleasures they enjoy here
roaming into the lives of various forms.
78

Flowing into the floods of creative world
course setup by the cause, action and effect
what for is the theosophical thought
useful to them an ascetic path?
79

Enrolled into the cycle of virtue and vice
pleasures ephemeral of the nature enjoying
omnipresence of the God cannot be felt
engulfed into the clutch of egoistic temperament.
80

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Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: kurakani on December 28, 2008, 02:15:43 AM
...Contd

Selfish attainment only they believe
as a whole an ultimate goal of their life
making course of treasure of deeds
cause, action and effect the forceful wheel.
81

Sometime they find themselves reach
making happy to their family each.
Sometime they find poorest self
misfortune lead missing into mess.
82

Sometime they find animal life,
lives of creatures hated by all
unknown to the changing course
brought by every physical death.
83

Roaming into universal race
compulsion of creative course
divine system duly imposed
always un-challengable divine roll.
84

Such is the system here O my dear!
where the vice and virtue are two rollers.
Vice is caused in every step
virtue but is the course difficult.
85

Several lives are killed to sustain life
making them food for the lives of others,
victuals of others for survival
collecting vice to remit in future.
86

Unknown virtue happens very rear
knowing vice happening every where.
Cycle of it unavoidable to all
passing through the course universal.
87

No one can really set free from the vice
transgresses it for the future course as deed.
Unknown sins are committed even while asleep
breathing walking and looking also creates some sins.
88

Where there are actions there are virtue and vice
giving chain to the continuation to the natural rites.
Compulsion is for living life here
difference and discriminations are there
whether to live lavishly or gross
or to select a way with the side of it better.
89

A life with gross activities in the earth
makes sure of continuing deeds to accumulate for
cycling sometime up or sometime down
in the pace of the creative race.
90

Peace in life cannot really be
with such ups and down of deeds.
But a life chosen better side of it
remains different in living style.
91

An ascetic life gives rise to kindest side
feeling oneself and others inalienable divine.
Perceiving omnipresence thus a difficult thing
which gives clear vision in mind of eternal truth.
92

There is nothing else creating natural activity
but the God Infinite everywhere in multiplicity.
O My mind ! so what is there anything else to think
either good or bad course selected indeed?.
93

Creation or destruction all within divine will
pains or pleasure are indifferent at the end.
Perceived such a clarity of concept in mind

highly conscientious behavior making sense
makes a man perfect in every aspect till living.
94

Finding pains and pleasures transient things
gives an enlightenment in life enjoying.
Making divine bliss into the peaceful sense
highest physical order always remains.
95

Sentiment of divine consciousness always persisting
makes a man enjoying eternal peace in life.
There is no otherwise any way to live
far from the bondage of virtue and vice
a life of enlightenment enjoying divine presence.
96

Incomparable it is otherwise with the worldly things
with any kind of wealth, pleasure, post and greed
any kind of entertainment , addiction or music
but the highest order of life is always with peace
truly invented the divinity to be with.
97

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Title: Re: copy paste poem
Post by: Xteam on December 30, 2008, 11:08:17 PM
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