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When you see her, is it just her flesh you see I wonder, the way her backbone is carved from her shoulder to her hip. Or her navel, that resides in her stomach. And while you navigate your eyes deeper in the lands of her body, is it her bristols that takes your most attention, or her parts below her abdomen. And when you see her, have you only just seen her unclothed, or actually seen her undraping her heart. Does she unhesitantly speaks her soul, does she sees home in you? Are you her home? When you see her, do you see beautiful artworks in her scars, and is her breathing muse to your ears? She is a well written poetry. Does that poetry makes you want to dance? Is she your favourite verse? And when you see her smiling at you, do you want to click her picture and Instagram it for the rest of your life? Will you? How long will you lose your mind over that smile and that eyes when they twinkle. Do they remind you of fluorescent light in the evening or the rainbow halfway through the sky? Will you name her when someone ask you about the most beautiful thing in this whole world? How will you describe her ? What would be the colour of her name? And when you see her, do you see past her fears, her tangled mess. Have you met with her thunder? Did that ever scare you away? Or do yours and her thunders collide and create tremendous bolts of lightning which feel like thousand cannon shots revolting with the air. Was that lightning so vicious? Is it either because she makes you powerful? Is she your strength? And when you see her, haven’t you seen her burning from keeping you warm? What you did to save her out of dying embers? Did you fuel her? Did you also keep her warm? She let her parts fall in places, she walks on sharp edges for you. Are you gentle? Would you at least cross bridges for her? And when you see her, do you actually peek inside her ? Have you known her? Is her face more familiar than maps of your city? Have you ever got lost? Is it the same face that founded you again? And when you look at her, do you only see her uncladded in front of you, or tried to read a thousand untold stories weaving beneath her beautifully crafted skin. लेखक : Santosh Lamichhane मिती : November, 2018 लेखक : एन. खतिवडा लेखक : Laxmi Prasad Devkota मिती : Evergreen लेखक : Santosh Lamichhane मिती : September, 2015 लेखक : Santosh Lamichhane प्रकाशन: November, 2018 बितरक : Samakalin Sahitya Pratisthan लेखक : एन. खतिवडा प्रकाशन: 2016
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पर्दा अगाडि तामझाम छ, मिलन र सहमती छ पर्दा पछाडि फोहोर छ अनि गन्धको अगरबत्ती छ पर्दा अगाडि देशको माया छ, जनताको सेवा छ पर्दा पछाडि स्वार्थ छ, सबैले हसुर्न खोज्ने मेवा छ पर्दा अगाडि समाजको देखावटी प्रगति अनि उन्नति छ पर्दा पछाडी समाजलाई रेट्न राखेको धारिलो करौंती छ पर्दा अगाडि युवा, महिला, प्रतिपक्ष समावेशी कुरा छ पर्दा पछाडि सर्वसत्तावादी पद्लुप्त असहिष्णुको छुरा छ पर्दा अगाडि साधु, सन्त, महन्त, समाजसेवी, गुणकारी छ पर्दा पछाडि स्वार्थी, सनकी, अनैतिक, समाजघाती धुन्कारी छ लेखक : Santosh Lamichhane मिती : November, 2018 लेखक : एन. पी. खतिवडा लेखक : Laxmi Prasad Devkota मिती : Evergreen लेखक : Santosh Lamichhane मिती : September, 2015 लेखक : Santosh Lamichhane प्रकाशन: November, 2018 बितरक : Samakalin Sahitya Pratisthan लेखक : एन. पी. खतिवडा प्रकाशन: 2016