Desires / Suman Pokhrel
Desires
play perpetually
I am gazing--
desires
unaware of destiny
frisk about my mindscape
like children.
While playing children
break my mind’s toys
lacerate its walls
peel away mind’s layers
pulverise them and
throw around.
Desires stay unaware
of man’s fragile existence
authored by scarcity
They are not demolished
because it’s said they should not--
to be declared standing
on hope’s ruins.
Desires unopposed, undaunted
romp around mind’s cliff
swing fast on mind’s branch
gallop on its broken piece
jump shaking mind’s foundations,
sometimes they break mind’s bell jar
spilling feelings.
It’s fun assembling
mind’s jigsaw pieces
scattered by desires
like assembling
my small daughter’s toys
strewn about in her play.
I like desires like children
and their plays
that tease me now and then into
knowing life.
I salute my desires with a bow.
were it not for them to come and play
mind would be empty just like me.
Life would flee
from my eyes
without telling me when.
(Translated from Nepali by Prof. Abhi Subedi)
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