Entanglements
by Suman Pokhrel
Let me not so much be lost in involvements
as would make me incapable of
recognizing the fragrance of the flower
beaming in my own yard; as would
divest me of time
for the merry sports of children
glee with the total joy of creation
radiant in their midst.
As would render me oblivious of my time
for the wind carrying the scents of love,
for the birds chanting the notes of life,
for sparkling waterfalls falling yet gay
and, too, for the stars fireflies carry
through the immensity of darkness.
Let me not so much be swept by haste.
let me not lose the sight of myself.
in the rush of life’s vicious circles
let me not go spiraling towards a peak
where vision would be blinded with
tears, washing down life’s rubles.
Not so much be lost as would have
no time to look at myself
ever. Not so much, so much be lost, just
to see the hue, grace, glory gone
off the face of my beloved
as I’d wake and be conscious.
How long would I run after the
time,
my mind just a cosmos of void?
will you please go journeying
for your own sake,
till I come living a moment of life?
(Translated from Nepali by Manu Manjil)
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About Suman Pokhrel
Biography
Born on the 21st September 1967, Suman Pokhrel is a poet, lyricist & translator. He has done BSc, BL and MBA from Tribhuvan University, Nepal. He has acclaimed collections of poems called Soonya Mutuko Dhadkanbhitra (1999) and Jeevanko Chheubaata (2010) and collections of marvelous songs called Hajaar Aankha Yee Aankhama (2001) to his credit. His collection of poems Jeevanko Chheubaata has received the Jayandra Best Book of the Year Award for the year 2010. He is a man of letters active in promoting poetry, art and folklore. He is one of the finest Nepali poets today known for innovative style and grace. He has participated in several international literary and cultural events including SAARC Festival of Poetry, SAARC Writers’ Conference and SAARC Folklore and Heritage Festival.
