Tuesday, June 12, 2007

These wild potions can
Send you to heaven.
With all these mad people
Of knowledge.
Heat of summer can’t affect
Me neither the loneliness nor the
Isolation
Everyone is friend here, even the stranger
Darkness reminds me of my home
But it is not so heart biting
As the god of calmness supports me
Against every chilling thoughts
That comes

Suicide notes


As the death embraces me
With every drop of blood
Dripping from my wrist
My heart pounds with fear.
Slowly my nerves get emptied,
My brain loses its motion,
My eyes approaches darkness,
My body loses feelings,

Now my breath gets faster,
To keep my blood running
But of no avail
I throw my hands
I throw my legs,
To try to keep my eyes open,
To try to keep my breathe,
But of no avail
Now I sleep in silence forever
And my feelings are numb.

Lumbini

In this southern plain
Of Nepal
People sleep on the hardest surface,
With blankets of steaming air,
Where tree is a shelter,
And air we breathe is vapor.
Even in these intensities of nature
We can feel the extreme tranquility
Coz it is where the lord Buddha was born
Wild doves flies across the calm stream,
Silence is essence in every corner,
This heaven on earth gives us a
Message of peace
Through these ponds, woods, Stupas and monasteries.

Milan Gurung (Freeman)