Trailers of Death / Dhiraj Rai
I want to live immortal,
but this life shows trailers of death
time and time again.
Do not know, why
the gendered flood of tearlessness
tramples over my chest.
At what point
the belief that salivates seeing my rights
did emerge?
Or, did it forget the womb
where it grew up?
No, it does not match at all-
Its pleasure – a bondage for me
Its duty – torn off rights for me
Its satisfaction – raping of mine.
Its epitome match never
in any measure
with this life.
Still, I want to live continually.
Knowing not
why does this life show trailers of death
time and time again?
(Translated from Nepali by Suman Pokhrel)
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