
Mitrapark, Chabahil,
Kathmandu, Nepal
Time:11:40am , Saturday
Me "dell"ing and "dream"ing
After a week or two, My heart knock my mind,
That I have something to do and something to rewind,
Days full of works and nights full of dreams,
made me go common and then scream,
" I have a dream" as the luther ,once had,
I barely have a time to rejoice or to be sad,
Selfish and Hypocrite , I am and I don't deny,
Yeah , I have and I have thousands of skies to fly,
I cry out loud and go mute,
I blow the guitars and play the flute,
I expect love and I hardly share,
I do unjust and judge to be fair,
I walk up all the way dreaming the earth,
And silently I am the one to light the hearth,
...Deep and deep..distant and distant...beyond the eyes
My imagination floats to the fathomless the skies,
Humanity...Respects and Love...binds me here...
Pains and grieves that I seldom care...
I dont want to get scared of future and live with my past,
I promise and will play to the full the way "You" cast,
I have a dream , I have a heart and I have a dignity,
Human..am I ..so I am dreaming the destiny..
Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
Dedicate this poem to my three wonderful friends- My Dream..My Passion..My Destiny]