lyf.....who u are....
luk at these rivers...
n be like that!!
try to flow
along with these winds.....
n yes,
thy will get difficulties
rocks will try to stop u...
face it..
because the calm mud bank is waiting you..
wer sun is waiting for u..
n ur eternal sunshine is welcoming you!!
lyf....who u are??
look at thse trees
n be lyk that...
u r standing still
and many have shelter on u..
yes u will get storm
which will try to break you...
the one who bows to the storm..
will broke down...
but u hap to face the storm..
stand still
n face the storm..
because remember...
u are the protector urself...
Lyf...who u are??
look at these kids...
n be lyk them..
play, enjoy, laugh
do friendship with mud..
yes u will be dirty..
but remember
u wash urself...
wen u are dirty...
these muds will be inside u
but yeah...
if u are dirty..
then there is always water for u...
lyf...accept it
u are not beautiful..
but remember...u are not beautiful..
because u have to face the storm..
u have to face the rocky obstacles...
u play with mud..
thats wy u are not beautiful...
tiger remains isolated..
ghariyals also are only one..
u have to be tiger..
n be isolated..
u need the surroundings of course..
then............
learn...
explore....
and
hunt...
because u are the tiger...
and you are not beautiful..
this poem is my first attempt on literature...though i am not gud at playing with words..thanx to daru of tharus who inspired me and the bank of karnali river.. to write this poem..
