Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Feeling from the Heart

I COULDN'T FIND MY HEART by Santosh Acharya

Chitwan,my destination where I found everything but not my soul

Neither in museum nor in resort, either in Jungle or in the park

Am I successful? I got refreshment but not my real goal

I walked and ran but couldn't listen her melody, only the dog's bark

Together with the sunshine, I rose with the golden hope

From dawn to dusk, I wandered everywhere, but I was still alone

For having everyone but not her in the local Thamel shop

Still, other could see sun in my face, but in reality, baby, I had no fun

Pizza, Muesli, and Pancakes were proposing me, still, I couldn't find her role

How could I lead the way baby, if the day becomes completely dark

Couples were flying in the disco songs, but I still had gloomy tone

So dear, I could find you only in the cigar and its smoky rope

My body was there, not my mind, everywhere was greenery but I could see only desert

I don't know what I got and what I lost, but I still realise,I really couldn't find my heart.

(Note: "Chitwan" is one of the most popular travelling destination here in Nepal)

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Dive 2 Feel

I AM STILL NOT PERFECT by Santosh Acharya

Like a learner, today, I've realised I'm still not perfect

For knowing everything and for knowing nothing

Image from the World mirror reflects my identity, am I a lion or an insect?

Many things to be learnt, I accept it as a learning being

Everyone sees the surface, but the depth by less

Like the rays of sunlight, one can be colorful, but not seen by all

It could be the best if I could be transparent, by my heart and by my face

I still wish to learn, what could make me rise and what could make me fall

If discipline is everywhere, should I move towards right or should I move towards left

If joys and sorrows are there,which song should I sing

if nothing is to be taken at last. what is life and what is it's base

Universally if one is alone, in ups and downs, whom shall I call

More you think, More it becomes tougher, is life really a miracle

If life is a natural exam, obviously let's accept success and failure.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Ponder 2 Ponder

TRUE LOVE, MY ESSENCE by Santosh Acharya

Hey earthly shining star, sorry, I can't love you at all

If you can't only shine for me, sorry, I can't hold you tight

I've energy only for victory, I can't confront with losing fight

Don't reek of grimy game of love, I can't endure my own fall

If you pulverise my innocent feelings, my day will be a terrible night

If my heart, detaches away, my identity gets, lost in rabble

So, show, sure secrets, otherwise, no entry in your hearty hall

Truth is Taj Mahal, try to know, how can I be a page of your fable


Single state of love is sufficient, sorry for your provinces

Lavish party I can't offer, nor can I afford costly place

Gaudy mansion I can't build, I've honesty, that's my base

No need of next experiment, I'm a champion, no next race

Believe yourself, believe me, true love is essence, don't guess

I've disillusioned the reality, this is the truth I can express

Realise 2 Realise

TO THE SEA VISITOR by Santosh Acharya

Are you excited for your departure

Of leaving lakes and glaciers, and flying for the sea

Searching heaven of luxury and pleasure

Among the technical human, lacking a natural key

And ever growing, like unlimited ends

That gets no level of eternal satisfaction

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Eye 2 Eye

We love to listen, priests wish to sing
We're exchanging hearts not only the ring
Life isn't stationary, one has to swing
Wedding is ours, so we're enjoying.

Monday, March 3, 2008

Feel 2 Feel

NOISE POWER by Santosh Acharya

The World, without vision, when ruled by Noise, I can't respain peevish

But heroic victory in the creator's mind, God! What a hearty wish?

Shuttering rifles, the regular earthquakes are ruling with rapid rattle

General man! Thy painful voice of hunger and thirst, is like oil in sand

Who thinks when Noise threatens innocent hearts with bombing battle

In the World of Word democracy,Ordinary Being! Who cares thy gloomy band?

Equality will how awake, if tightened inside their quilt with thread

Their Noise much powerful than thy voice,evidences Nagasaki,Hiroshima

Hope is slumped with anxiety and loss, for months, thy stomach lacks bread

If implemented, wisdom sulkily, that will be thy ardent stamina

Their way, the hell is too bloody, in every step, look there is death fence

A stitch in time saves nine, so visionary minds think in time

Atomic Clone, their, can destroy the world, no use of thy physical defence

For Love, Society and Brotherhood, Let's flourish the peaceful hymn.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Respect 2 Respect

MOTHERLAND, THE HIGHEST by Santosh Acharya

Hey, irrational human!
Your mind's visions are rotten
Your fidelities are decayed
To the injured innocent motherland
Pulling your neck with rope
Very soon, you've to be donkey, Otherwise
No matter if you've forgotten her
But, hey respectless being!
This is my motherland
Play not a dirty game on her lap.


Your false vows have killed away her hope
Your freedom has kidnapped her identity
With your greed-wrapped errors
Firing regularly in her dignity


Hey, Ghost of her bright dream!
Hey, curse of my heart and mind!
Please, wait!
Don't play a dirty game on her lap.


Mother is high
Motherland is the highest
So, she possesses solemnity
But your vision bank is hungry for her sale
But your stone heart
fills joy of destroying my dreams
Hey, irrational leech
Rather suck me
Enjoy with my blood, how much you can
Pour hot boiling water on me
Block my respiratory world
taking me in the door of Hell
But don't see her with Ravan's eyes
Don't raise your sinful hand
Don't go near her
Hey, Please don't play a dirty game in her lap.


On the road of your destiny
Tears of your mother has overflooded
Gears of your own brothers' and sisters' life have failed
Country's breathe has kidnapped
So, Hey Yamaraj! Hey, Evil Heart!
It's enough! Don't recite your horrible hymn
Please do not play a dirty game on her lap.

( Note:Ravan's eyes means cruel eyes and Yamaraj means The Death in Hindu religion )