~Momila~
Translation: Manjushree Thapa
Perhaps!
The young girl draws a border
by the pond beside the house
This is my home, Father!
The young girl draws a border
in the translated distance of passion
These are my tears, Father!
The young girl draws a border
in the rolling fog and the ocean wave
This is my joy, Father!
The young girl draws a border
in the transformed gales of conflict
This is my life, Father!
The young girl draws a border
in offerings of pity and in dream nymphs
This is my ineffectualness, Father!
(Source : Nepali Times)
