Consolation
"Youths
Against Landmines"
For
days and days since the past,
Buddha,
With red blooded bread
Being concealed in his pan,
If found fleeting,
With grief in eyes,
And tears retained,
From flowing out of the cracked heart.
For days and days since the past,
Panchasil,
Has lost itself in the smoke of the gunpowder,
And
The peace,
Being entangled,
In the web of the landmines,
Is being stifled and stifled,
suffocated and suffocated.
Hence,
For days and days since the past
Lumbini, speechless.
Stands upright on and on,
Swoyambhu, blindfolded,
Gets himself seated down and down.
For days and days since the past,
The state,
Being set on flames,
and the humanity,
Being scratched
with the hands of ones own brothers,
For days and days since the past,
many marital bonds,
Being blown up
A few,
Have been crippled,
and the state
Is seen being sick.
Thus,
After many many days
After many many dark nights
A lamp has been lit.
A hope has popped up,
The country is about to be cared.
Because
The hands of the youths
Set up with a vengeance,
Against the Landmines.
Name: Chanchal Maharajan
Class:
8
Shool:
Siddharatha Secondary School
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