Springs on the chest of earth
Those nature that soothes all pain
The beauties-unexplainable they are,
Pour love in this hatred ground.
But the burning lava that flows
Within the core of this lovely earth
Has been so resisted so cool and calm
To impart the human, what love meant.
I keep my smile on my red lips
Where the blood flows from the same broken heart.
I cry within but still care for you
So still I do the pretended laugh.
When heat soars up, the springs face out
Volcanic rush and quakes are felt
On the lovely face of heavenly hell
When its chest breaks apart to tears.
And I’m ready to drown in my own tear,
Which remained in me for years and years.
Frustrated I look but still I’m true
Trying too hard to resume that smiling look.
©Copyright 2003 by Raghab Nepal