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Bimo Chhan Poem
In a far-off land, by the moonlit sea,
Two lovers once stood, as young as could be,
Hand in hand, they pledged their love,
A promise to keep, on wings of a dove.
But fate had other plans in store,
And soon the lovers were forced to part,
Torn from each other's arms, their hearts sore,
With aching, longing, and broken heart.
The boy went west, to seek his fortune,
To make a life, to build a home,
While the girl stayed back, in her old town,
To tend the land, to be alone.
Years went by, and the boy did well,
He built a castle, tall and grand,
But his heart remained an empty shell,
For he was far from his true love's land.
The girl, too, had her share of pain,
Her heart aching, her soul in vain,
For though she smiled, and worked each day,
Her love for him refused to wane.
And then one day, as if by fate,
Their paths crossed, and they met again,
And all the years of pain and wait,
Melted away, like summer rain.
They held each other, tight and long,
And felt the warmth of love so strong,
For though they had been worlds apart,
Their love had never truly gone.
And so they lived, till the end of time,
Together, in love, and in rhyme,
Their story, a ballad of love so true,
Of two separated lovers, who found their way anew.
Copyright © Bimo Chhan | Year Posted 2023
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Bimo Chhan Poem
Amidst the peaks of the Himalayas,
Lies a land of culture and beliefs,
A world that's rich and diverse,
Where ancient traditions still breathe.
Nepal, a land of many hues,
Where harmony and unity reside,
Where diverse cultures come together,
And a vibrant tapestry is tied.
In the valleys and on the hills,
The people of Nepal call out,
With songs and dances, and temple bells,
Their spirit and culture devout.
In every step, in every move,
There's a story, a legend to be told,
Of gods and goddesses, of mystic beliefs,
Of devotion, that's pure as gold.
The colorful festivals and rituals,
Are a feast for the senses, a delight,
With music, dance, and laughter,
They light up the day and the night.
From the majestic Durbar Square,
To the serene Pashupatinath,
The temples and stupas stand tall,
In all their glory, in all their path.
The aroma of incense and flowers,
Permeates through the air,
With prayers and chants, and offerings,
The devotees show their love and care.
The land of Nepal is a jewel,
Where culture and beliefs thrive,
A place where diversity is celebrated,
And people are truly alive.
So, let's embrace this land of wonders,
And learn from its culture and beliefs,
For it holds the key to harmony,
And a world that's free from grief.
Copyright © Bimo Chhan | Year Posted 2023
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