Unbearable pain of my mother

She cries,
A soaring mountain cliff
Broken into two pieces,
And no one dares to care

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Mr. Poet

Times go so fast
And nothing gets done
As I lie naked

Faking, singing, willing,
Jotting – nothing,
And only
Drinking Rum.

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It’s hard to
Settle up with
A newborn baby
In an unknown town

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There is known
and there is unknown.
There is known-unknown
unknown-known.
Everything else is secondary.

Folded legs,
Stretched arms,
Closed eyes, upright posture
Breathing, acceptance
Greenly, and lively
She is

Santosh Kalwar’s latest book is “The Vandana and Other Poems” — also visit Santosh at http://kalwar.com.np