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?

Once,

I fitted the collars around their necks

Voila!

And they got the “beeps” of my movement

Immobilon!

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

Whilst,

With these out-grown- nails and shaggy look

I seem wild

Alas!

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

Mockingly,

They gossips…

“Let us wear your shoes!”

 

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

28^th May, 2012; 11:53am... CES- new lab-new scenario-

A thought of wildlife conservation- Human-hence tracked!

Miracle!

 

Amongst this huge noise,

When I mutely behold 

That-

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

 “Miracle”

 

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

19^th May, 2012

Nesara-IISc-3:30pm

I pray for you... 

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