WHISPER OF THE HOME

✍️Nitesh subedi

In a small hut of east land with wooden-crafted railing balcony with a yellow, golden grain wheat field on the east. A tulip flower blooms out its whitish petals next to it; chickens are running down the lane; cows are grazing on the far lawn; and a dog is barking at the strangers who have just arrived from the long, worn-out journey.The silvery-haired woman stands there, peeking through the window of the smoky kitchen, with an innocence,strangeness, questioning, and concern gaze.

Maybe it is mail from her son, who is living in a city? Is my grandson okay? Is he doing well? Is he coming this summer? She may look worried about it with lots of assumptions, but the traveler is unknown and doesn't even care about it. The man who was smoking on the balcony earlier climbs down the stairs to ensure and tell her about the stranger and letter. The man already knows that there was no letter from his son, and he also knows the heart of a good woman who is always concerned about others and her child.

He, with an old, worn-out dhaka on his head, stands there on the edge of his backyard to ensure the right direction for a strange traveler who was lost and just on his way to his destination and who doesn't even know about his son, who is living in the far city.

The airtight pot on the kindling fire whistles loudly, and she rushes back into the kitchen with hope.
The only thing she is curious about is her grandson in the mail, but at the dining table, the man will tell her everything about it.
🌾🌾🌾

Comments

Young pale eye

Young pale eye Walked slowly and slowly forward a young pale eye giving me sight whirled from the window and stood before a glass Rapidly pulling down her hair like a rainbow reflects on light Young pale eye ohoo young pale eye You took my heart away yyyyyy Blue gray twilight white mist Sun grinned the brightest gentle rain bark up happy bubbles Flattered drops Raincoat on arm odourless Floated dreamily, Young pale eye ohoo young pale eye You took my heart awayyyyy walked through valley uphill stared those eyes for a while ,let me for eternal thousands of eyes around ,yet mirrored with yours Young pale eye ohoooo my young pale eye You took my heart awayyyyyy Embraced the soul hardly protrayed beauty There must be magic of light on dim dreamed;over a hill dancing with him under a dim character burnt to light up gathering all the way out of castle sealed Sailed beyond the night With you could soaked on infinitely on that feel Youn pale eye ohooo ...

I MIGHT BE STILL THERE ON A CORNFIELD

I MIGHT BE STILL THERE ON A CORNFIELD Muck leaf dead on corn field Laid slowly on a loamy bed Exhales life; loam soil puff off had believed there was no sky under the shade There was a lie about sky on a sunny day feather scattered?? What it might look; he was fascinated on a cold night; flowers rolls downs its wings To see a clear star on sky Tore down himself ,he floated away on the corn field Above flowers;which may look beautiful to you But yet; he doesnot want to fall for them Every spring brings new hope Every winter tore down every hopes This spring Maggot sings freely around the line This might be a time to blow away very high forever Do u remember the last time When we were together on a same barren cornfield they wander ; i might be still there on a cornfield? Simplification :; Leaf = he Flower = she Sky = reality cornfield = poetic illusion maggot=blissfulness

ए गंगा किनारे तेरे बगियामे हम चले

ए गंगा किनारे तेरे बगियामे हम चल ए गंगा किनारे तेरे बगियामे हम चल ना साम होना सुबारे तेरे संही हम सागरके और चल पढे ए गंगा किनारे तेरे बगियामे हम चल ना दुख होगी ना होगी मजबुरिया थरथरराती ये जल सी छाल होगी इन्तजार हे सफर कि एक सुबाह और नया आगम होगी ए गंगा किनारे तेरे बगियामे हम चल ना रुके तु,ना टुटे तु ये सफर ये पल ये यौवन ना देना डुबा फिरसे तैराने पढे ना जाने किस मोड पे हम,ना किनारे देखे नाही मञ्जिल ए गंगा किनारे तेरे बगियामे हम चल

Tales of tale with Nitesh

Search This Blog