Sunday, May 27, 2012

Our shoes on their feet!

With a pair of binoculars,
Flapping those wings, saw I
A robin sighting me…
Arraigned I was
To trespassed their trail…

I wonder sometime
Am I, studying them
Or are they tracking me?

I fitted the collars around their necks
And they got the “beeps” of my movement

Straight from my tranquilizer gun…
There went the darts
And trust me…
In place of them
I dozed off whole the day

In the captivity of this life
I am an untamed captive!
They appear decent
With these out-grown- nails and shaggy look
I seem wild

In this wild world-
The coin, now, is flipped
We shared those meatballs
At their costs…
Let their fangs pierce
Our skins…

I howl the soreness
They gossips…
“Let us wear your shoes!”

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”
28th May, 2012; 11:53am... CES- new lab-new scenario-
A thought of wildlife conservation- Human-hence tracked!

Thursday, May 24, 2012


Amongst this huge noise,
When I mutely behold 
Last leaf -withering away
Taciturn- I stand!

The eyes hence rolls around
To catch the glimpse of
The last voyage of the roving clouds…
That river where meanders
The last hope!

Round the bend,
I may sound, my folks!
For I fancy that
those dying flowers
must blossom…
For it must see
What it means to me!

If only the prayers would
have worked !
I could see the shining Sun
amidst the nights!
And the thorns of cactus
Could never pierce my heart!

This gust of air brings in 
The hope!
That the rain shall drench my land
That the wind will blow off the sand…
That the mighty heaven will speak-
A word!

Blind-folded, I am
For I trust merely- in

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”
19th May, 2012
I pray for you... 

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