Life, Love and My Poetry

I can’t say if my grandma was possessive The way my mother was I can’t even imagine if my grandpa was possessive The way my father was The fate of my mother can’t become mine Probably, my mental possessiveness towards my children Is just a lucrative illusion But the reality is far beyond this illusion Sometimes my mind asks me How much my mother does possess me Or about my own possession of my children And I quickly get puzzled This world or that ocean I remember my beautiful poetry And write a few lines of my mind I well know Nothing is in my control— The coincidence of happiness or the dark night of sorrow Tomorrow is neither yours nor mine Probably, the coming winter And the bygone summer Both were my own The moon of the winter night And my tears of the melting snow The fog in the morning Are not the moments to kiss me Or maybe I couldn’t kiss the moments of my portion It could be that a thirsty me Forgot my journey to the sea This momentary life And my mother who gave me the fading foot steps Is but a fortunate medium of my life In a way, a golden opportunity But the golden life is the love-ocean I swim And if I say I’m nobody’s right Again in the dark and light A snow river will incessantly flow from those eyes And in the eyes of million mothers O my mother, Your love is far beyond the life you are so possessive of It is my courage and strength to get across this world It’s a way of my emancipation that gives a new vigour and meaning to my poetry And to the deity that gave me this life through my mother, I say Pause at that moment of happy coincidence forever in my life Whenever my time arrives for the eternal departure Exactly that moment, I want to write a beautiful poem Life is this love-ocean I delayed to love the snow and the heat But I loved poetry at the first instance I salute the deity who made me encounter with poetry possible With the affectionate happy coincidence my mother gave me Though every life is just a medium But it is a happy and golden coincidence to swim across the love-ocean. ------ : : Purushottam Dhakal, a journalist and writer based in LA, Califo rnia, USA. I am formerly the Chief Editor of The wwww.nepal24hours.com....Integration Through Media, a online news service of South American integration and Himalayan region politics and conflict published from LA, California, USA.You can reach me through my email: producerpuru@gmail.com