XITIZ KO MITRA PRAKASH DHAMALA
My dreams were shattered down
And I was expelled from the wombs of my native land
Where the new moon slept upon me
Where the full moon sang with me
Where the mourning cry of Manas river
Reverberated through my thought
Where the rosy lips of my daughter
Haunted me once in every dusk.
Disastrously,
I was given given a cold shoulder
And betrayed me from the passion of mankind
Executed me from the voice of equality
Band me from dreaming
The world of life
The world of happiness
The world of liberty
I still remember the past days
The clouds of falsehoods
The puff of intimidations
The yells of raping
And the insane shooting....
To my fathers , mothers, sisters, and brothers.
Presently,
Standing on the no man's land of life
My plea to the world of justice
My appeal to the world of humanity
That
My country still isn't freed from
The cruel monarchical paws
The snare of pompous drama of human rights
Where hundreds of thousands like me
Are exiled from the lap of my motherland
In the name of Gross National Happiness and
In the name of One nation One People.
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