Rima Kc is one of the emerging figures in nepalese poetry. Born in Pyuthan, she has published poetry collection Yatra Ma Akshar.
Wild Flower
I am a wildflower
Covered by the bushes
And I remain shackled
I am tied to this relentless bond
Where my hope of buds are being crushed
and my dreams are burning into ashes
I am a lifeless life
With everything around me, yet lonely
And then I realize that
There’s a difference between having some one
And feeling to have someone around you
Does anyone see tears rolling from my eyes?
Cos all I can see is the selfish ripples in these bushes
An unnamed wild flower, without a name
A bee’s benevolence shows a short span of love
And gives a hope to give happiness
Makes promises to mend the broken dreams
But it self-immolates
My rising hope dies within me
Just like the bubbles of raindrops that rupture as soon as it forms
The news has spread all over
That the love I spread was poisonous
In the isolated bushes
I’m spending an imprisoned life
But I have no regrets
With no fragrance to spread
No matter how the world treats me
I’ll confess to everyone of you
“O Nature, I’m your limitless lover/ I am your mad lovera
I’m am not planted someone’s flower pot
Nor am I limited to a garden
But when I bloom, the bushes glow up.
I am a wild flower
Just a wild flower
So what if /I could not bloom in your eyes
But I am blooming in the ups and downs of own life
यदि तपाईंसँग कुनै लेखरचना वा मूलधारका मिडियाबाट किनारीकृत मुद्दा तथा विषयहरू छन् भने हामीलाई [email protected] मा पठाउनुहोस् ।
