– Bhawana Pokhrel
Not before long, I also thought of obliterating
All these ‘Shadow Lines’ off the entire globe
With my fellow, like Gosh, from your land
In the name of humanity and cosmopolitanism
In the past, when we were gathering guts for global Gaia
Grimly when a gloom shook us to rubble and a ravage
You highlighted your help, blowing your bawls: Savage!
Nepalese were dying for gruel; you’d an embargo, Cruel!!
Bouncing the blame -bucket upon us, you lied to the world
That ‘rebelling police force blocked your trucks full of food’
It’s not even mercy, let alone compassion: no human mood!
We adore open enemies, not sly allies with serpent-fang-furl!!
But it was then, however, today, 21 May again
Your mean media-man manifested his malice
In a maneuver of mincing the pride of a parliament
Derogating the dignity of our damsels and denizens
Go back and inculcate mannerism for acceptable talks
So you would not have to be shy about your own folks
As shown in your own masala movies like Rush in a scene
From a null of a Nile, miles for you to go for human esteem
We know you; the world knows you more than you feign
Please act NOT in a betraying, biharee-big –brother- vein
We have only spitefulness for your encroaching goof
Jammu, Kasmir, Bangladesh, and Bhutan all are a proof
The bellicose baits of your forked frolicking fishing hook
For carving the fake ‘shadow lines’ holding Golding’s ‘conch’
Of peace, off the palms of poverty and pain-stricken nations
A huge objection to your territory greed; sorry, no ovations!
The land captured in the baggage of their barbarous days
Those unequal ‘shadow lines’ drawn at an unfair phase
We despise utmost your mean manipulative butchery
Watch out! You’re poking lanky lions with tangy treachery
In a catalogued cunningness, enslaved utterances
Stop terrorizing us with the ghost of a dead imperialism
The phoenix of your ex-ruler should also return from ashes
To ensure witness, testimony, responsibility, peace and justice
The penultimate pieces of a nation that wasn’t at all
A false, fake and fictitious Shadow Lines, an ideal wish
But a sovereign entity not a ‘frail’ that you want to fish
Our civilians’re not slaves to you as Caliban to Prospero
For the assurance of equality, dignity and respect
Belittling autonomous lines via monstrous media hype
Though verbal: enough is enough, we will do or die
But to your devilish dominance, an ultimate good bye!!!
साहित्यपोस्ट पढ्नुभएकोमा धन्यवाद
यसलाई जीवित राख्नकोलागि तपाइँको
आर्थिक सहयोग महत्वपूर्ण हुन्छ ।