Poetry:
Tara K.C.
Mom, I'm twenty now
My beloved daughter,
Don't say-
Mom, I am twenty years now !
I know many thing.
I have understood what is life
Don't say me a girl now.
My beloved girl...!
Like reading a book
It's not easy to read the life.
The highway
covered with vultures
Alleys captured by hungry hynas
The scared surroundings
by dangerous sirens
From the same way
Life goes on playing.
I see unsafe evenings
I feel unsafe narrow ways.
Many little beautiful butterflies
might be a pray of devils
You can wait for none
in the narrow ways
You can't even exchange faith on the highway
You can't get justice by hungry hynas
So,
My beloved daughter,
Don't say
Mom, I am twenty now
Don't say
I have known everything
Ultimately, you don't know about
The way to your home
And the hidden devils
inside sugarcane bush....!
Translation: Prem Rai Parikshit
