Tales of tale with Nitesh

 विछट्ट विदुर;रोसम सुराकी मानी अल्प वाचाल;मस्तिष्क अहममा वितत डेग महाकाय  जगरमा सरी पाउ स्वयम् शुन्यतामा शून्य भई विलीन ममा अहम लुप्त;मानव सामान्य  वेदना मेरो,परिताप,शोक म कल्पित;असहयय प्रियतम प्रेमी मेरो,नितान्त हतास म जसको अनु,यावत बखत बगी;आँत अशान्त अथ केही अर्थबिहीन शून्य यहाँ निदान,निर्मलता,निर्दोष मानस अन्तस्तल खैर,बेतुका आलाप न तुक कुनै गगनचरी सरी,हिमगिरी बराली केवल एक्लो जब कदा अभिजित हिमशिखर,गायन गान आफ्नो किन्तु प्रश्न? के आर्जन गायनको ? द्रव्य गुम र विगत? प्रतिवचन उत्तर;निरूत्तर strongly smart;god gifted learner talked less and my mind full of ego of my smartness When i step into big world  I was nothing My ego suddenly disappear I never was special I was empty My pain which i consider as unbearable My love which i was desperate of  They all mean mean nothing to me My purity my innocence they strength  But now that won't make any sense and doesn't matter about myself Like a birds in jungle ,i wander mounfains alone When i shall conquer mountains ,i will sing for myse

 The song of nightingale   Last winter, there was a nightingale that flew by Breezed in near by the window i sat And sang a song about giant mountains of west Of a far woodland and tales of love people fear about and are obsessed  An aromatic, delusive red flower on the balcony sprung up  On the mystical chant of birdly song The stories i hath never heard or felt before yearned about woodland with nightingale all along Fine morning, there was no more hymning No song was heard of the enchantment of winterland Nightingale sailed away with a dawn song to her lost love's nest Hither I asked summer's rain Where had the nightingale left;nest baked on the sun all  summer Did she winged alone to woodland to see great mountains and lakes? The sun will continue to shine against the window As if it were never meant to be Never mean to be loved But no worries When time shall pass i will no longer be fascinated by  nightingale will no longer wait for sight & her enchanting evening song