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Time and Zero Farming

Time And Zero Farming

-Subas Khanal

People who are taking pictures of age
Suddenly followed by fear of death
It was not just a short story of a thriller movie

In the raw wind blowing towards the settlement
There was smell of terror
There was no such thing before

People were living excitedly under the guise of hypnosis
And were making respectively
The mountain of ego that cannot be climbed
The horizon of ambition that cannot be reached by flying

All of a sudden
The speed of time stopped

But there
Just like before
In the silence, the lizards are screaming
The owl have their own regularity
The diary of scorpion palms has not changed
Mosquitoes are moving at the same speed
The snakes are still alive

Instead, in this period
Were there people?
The most poisonous
And time is taking revenge.

Slippery insects are stuck in power
To their saliva
Translator of them to remember a little bit of nectar
Telling the opposite story

The time is slipping away like a worm

Those who walked to the next horizon
Stopped in the middle

But the roads are still paved
Who wants to bring people away
The sky is open everywhere
Who wants to say to the man - go beyond the perimeter
The wind is blowing
The river is flowing
Who are teaching people the definition of speed

But
Man
Remembering their old days
With crunchy face
Is sitting in the corner of destiny
And doing - zero farming

By sticking the identity of the 'people' caste
Me - a man is reading another chapter of helplessness.

But
I still haven't given up dreaming.

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College- a Torment Camp

-Subash Khanal

I have such a wish to write
‘Torment camp’
all over the walls of my college

Each professor
stands behind  the podium
and shares the sleeping tablet

It’s such an adversity
I come to college
and learn to hate professions of the common man

“Do you want to be a ploughman, without learning?”
–          Says the first professor
“Your ignorance leads you to be a cowherd.”
–          Says the second professor
“Is it your goal to be a soldier?”
–          Says the third professor
“Politics – It’s the same game as prostitution”
–          Says the fourth professor
“It’s not obligation to come to college to be a player”
–          Says the  fifth professor
“And again, the job of teaching is no good”
-says the sixth professor
And so on

My beloved lecturer,
Let me plough the land
Make me learn to be a cowherd
Teach me to serve the nation by being a soldier
Instruct me in the ways of politics
Let’s share the techniques to teach and awaken society
Let me be free to choose my options

We can’t become knowledgeable
being apart from life.

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My Mother

My mother

-  Subash Khanal

My mother wakes the morning every day
The horizon with the sun rises with her smile
The birds get forage before the sun comes up
All domesticated get fed before she eats

 By being my own future
She finds my waste of time

I believe her as examiner of time
I think her as a mirror of time

My mother,
The life I have to read is yours
The life I have to learn is yours

You who feel full when I feel full of my stomach
You who get your dream when I relax on my sleeping
When I laugh
You can laugh by hiding your mountain of pain

You are not ignorant without book knowledge
I am ignorant even with bookish knowledge

My mother,
I wish to live life like you
I wish to become as wise as you

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Before You Arrive

Before You Arrive

-Subash Khanal

Before you arrive
Many things have already come

A collage of memories like a wave of wind
The seductive scent of a smile
The sound of soft footsteps
A small shower of enthusiasm
your most beautiful picture captured in my soul
They have already arrived before you arrive

The most beloved word in the voice
The rhythm of the beating heart when approaching
Happy calves falling from the eyes
Bright twinkle of favorite face
Magical music that resonates in the mind
They have already arrived before you arrive

And
The sky of a completeness in love
They have already arrived before you arrive.

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Terrorism

Terrorism

I want to know
The definition of Terrorism

The Eagle shadow which makes fear to the time
Points his finger at the weak
And says – a terrorist

When they don't get slept with their own evils
They remember- the blamed face 
And breaks once
Says - ‘Damn terrorist!’

In a slept city
When the ruler is kissing the lips of the fourth 
Or same numbered girlfriend
At that time
There must have been an explosion
Yes, his awakening become terrible
Fire suddenly rises in the lustful eyes
And rumbles –
Who has the opposite face color?
He is the number one terrorist

'Terrorism'
 -Became a trade of readymade spectacles

Where is the answer?
Why does Bin Laden awaken so often?
Why is Saddam tattooing 'an America' on his genitals?

I want to understand terrorism

Is it right? 

One needs head in the revenge of cut finger 
Became a pacifist

And next denied it 
Became terrorist
This time
I am not able to know 
'The terrorism'

I want to know
The definition of 'Terrorism'

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Dummy Existence

Dummy Existence 
            
           -Subash Khanal
According to the demands of the time
He,
A showy revolutionary
He is carrying two tongues
He has the clarity of what to extract at what time
There are two types of teeth
He has the clarity of what to show and what to chew
No ambiguity
What to say on stage
And how to behave?
Where to speak so harshly
And where to become so cunning?
There is complete knowledge - the benefit of speaking harshly
There is full consciousness - the path of attainment after obstruction

He has become a showy revolutionary.

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Soul In the Market

-Subash Khanal

An addicted time
After the murder of God
Got hid and fled from here

No one got him
This is explained as his hiding

Then he is not seen 
And will hardly be seen

Some outdated people
Gathering the false evidences
Says- 'God was not killed'
	-'He is in our soul.'
They are liars in every way 
The reason- we have no soul
The soul is in weighing machine
And getting exchange rate 
With price tag of the capitalist market.


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Martyr's Soul

-Subash Khanal

Me
A Martyr's Soul
If I could speak 
I would say among offering flower and saluting me in front of me
Who was the shooter at my conch when was alive.

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Neighbour

Neighbour

Subas Khanal

A storm of crisis swept through my home
The neighbor looked uncooperative
Instead, he blocked the way to my house
Those who come from afar
There was no way to come my house

The crisis was over

he threw the definition of neighbour
However, I did not complain

This year again
Another crisis drove the gun
Both of us were scared
He was resourceful
I am resource-less
The crisis got a little worse for me

I was moving at my own pace

He thought it was an opportunity
He remembered it was the time to squeeze my neck
He thought this was the time to fight me
And he began to grab the land I was on
And tried to bring an earthquake on my face

oh my Neighbor
It's enough
Remember;
When the escape route is closed -
Though he is child of man he fights with lion.

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Weight of the Weight

When you weigh
-	A kg rice 
-	A kg sugar
-	A kg lentil
or whatever
With the standard kg

You remember
The lentil became one kg
The rice became one kg
One kg of sugar
Or something like that

Have you ever remembered?
When you weigh everything
The standard kg 
Got weighed once again

In fact, the weight of the weight
Gets most tested
When it loses its weight
It becomes meaningless
Its value become zero

When the weight loses their weight
They go in the price of worthless

So,
The weight should always maintain their own weight.