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Bruce Chhetri Poem
Tear me to pieces, parade on the path naked, mutilate me
Rusticate my life! Ruthless radical rebel, ravish me!
Mock my mortal flesh, jab me jovially, ceaselessly,
till sweet sympathy sprouts in your hard heart, hurt me!
Horrible pain pulsating; somehow I stand, grip- only hope;
My bones in fragments, never shall be joined
Identity crushed, individuality mashed up, rip me off
this earth! Seize my air too; snatch it, its all left in me.
Who am I to revolt? The world’s your abode too,
Exist and I happily extinct, you survive in serene stillness.
Breathe the air I breathed of forgiveness and love, who knows
It might by some means change you to a human being.
Copyright © Bruce Chhetri | Year Posted 2011
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Bruce Chhetri Poem
Lying on the bed and proceeding into the world of dreams
It is difficult to forget memories as easy as it seems
Reminiscing all these memories in short period of time
Assured am I, my memories are accompanied with smile.
Pages are filled with your faces while turning the book
It makes me search my album and give a short look
Looking at you tears doesn’t come in my eyes
But if you believe me my heart is the one who always cries.
Departing us oh God in this stage why did you bring?
If pasts were present you could see in me joys of spring.
Seconds are turning into minutes, hours, years for me
Oh the future devil who separated us, sometimes angels you be.
Patience I have lost and I am getting weak
In this moment mercy on me, my dear I seek
You are my life whom how much I miss I cannot say
You are my everything and without you a single second I cant stay.
Copyright © Bruce Chhetri | Year Posted 2011
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Bruce Chhetri Poem
O helpless-me; atrophied on the planks of rigidity
Creaks to the tune of my pain- in anguish suffers but
Less than when thou from bough patterned to plan
Now serves- silently in stillness, but not I, I cry
O fallow- me, morose, neither die nor live to give
Time tied, greed to grab rich, all on same boat
Copyright © Bruce Chhetri | Year Posted 2011
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Bruce Chhetri Poem
Bore; my only companion who leaves me not
I long and wait, tired though I get
Sleep comes, goes and again comes, teases
Fatigue rules, bones betray and I long...
Copyright © Bruce Chhetri | Year Posted 2011
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Bruce Chhetri Poem
A chirp and a day dawns and dawdles
My eyes open to part take in its mystery
Oh, blessed me! Doomed to suffer in sorrow
Sin surrounds and surpasses my selfish self
Is my life a ransom- so rugged and red?
No, a punishment to purify my polluted pot?
Restless I grow, no good comes from me.
Who am I an unworthy, uncouth, piece of flesh?
Turf I reach, silence envelopes, disposes me
The cliff that catches me to calm, so there I climb
Greenery, I love the beauty and the vicinity
I realize, a mere mortal so immoral is loved by she.
Day breaks, sun rises, brightens my face
My eyes sparkle on every darkest day on earth
Searching voraciously you, in nothing I find.
Tiredness fades and yet I find you not!!!
With sweet hope, I surrender -sleep to search you
Or else I die and die every day and yet not a day I live.
Copyright © Bruce Chhetri | Year Posted 2011
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