Miegrat Sammri
- मिग्र्याट स्याम्म्री

" बिर्सिन्छु होला तिमीहरुको नाम साथी,
  बिर्सिन्छु होला तिमीहरुको चेहरा,
  तर यो कहिल्यै नसम्झिनु साथीहरु,
  कि मैले साँच्चिनै बिर्सिएँ तिमीहरुलाई,
  किनभने, बिर्सिने छैन प्रिए साथीहरु ती रमाइला दिन,
  जुन मैले तिमीहरुसँग बिताएँ | "

English Translation:

Poem Name: Friends

I may forget your names, my friend,
I may forget your faces...
But do not interpret it the wrong way,
that I have really forgotten you,
Because, never will I forget those merry days,
which I spent with you...

Beloved Death
-Miegrat Sammri

Die if I shall,
Then no one shall cry,
For I never meant to live
And have achieved what I longed for…

Death is what I wanted,
From the day I was born,
For who wansta live,
In the crooked world that is sworn…

Day by day the only thing I wanta taste
Is the taste of death,
Matter not if that death
Is of cowardy or of brave…

So long have I waited,
And the day has finally come,
A goodbye to this world,
That has provided me none…

I quit…

Counting Days
-Miegrat Sammri


Lonely me, thence lonely world,
No fun, no work does it hold,
Sitting by the window and glancing at the bay,
I’m counting grains and counting days…

Slowly does it pass with no hobbies and no aim,
Life ain’t just a game, matter not what others say,
Looking at the calendar with nothing to do,
Just counting years and counting days…

Alone on the strand, a pioneer so gay,
Not caring what others hafta say,
Lying on the ground and watching the sky,
I’m counting stars and counting days…


A private island, a private yacht,
And a private company of myself,
By the ocean, staring at the watch,
I’m counting hours and counting days…

So messy has life become,
So unruly has dreams become,
Help myself, I may,
But by counting thoughts and counting days…?

Loads of work, but none to worry,
Wasted my leisure, felt no sorry.
No idea what my future holds,
But I am sure,
It’ll, as usual, pass by
Just counting rays and counting days…

Deep down I Am a Different Person
-Miegrat Sammri

I talk a lot on the outside,
But deep down I have a lot of secrets,
The untold things I never wish to tell,
Many secrets that I keep to myself...

I smile a lot on the outside, even tho'
on the deep inside I've never done so,
Because deep within I am a different person,
A person whom you will never know...

I am nice to a lot of people on the outside,
But believe me,
I've murdered every single one of them on the inside,
A psychopath I am very deep within,
Very different than my outer being...

Partying and socialising is not my thing,
Neither is teamwork collaborating,
Lonely I am very deep within,
And alone I always wish to be...

The dark evil has conquered my mind,
And the goodwill refuges on the surface outside,
I do not tend to fight my evil within,
Because it's whom I've always been...

I am not my true self,
The person you see on the outside,
Because deep down I am a different person,
The Person you'd never wish to meet...

It's Raining Outside
-Miegrat Sammri

It's gloomy dark,
Clouds all marked,
With windy hustle,
And thundry bustle...

The sky grown pale,
Fragranced with estery smell,
And in the watery dale,
The paperboats go sail...

The weather bit wet,
But not even a single hate,
Wrapped in a blanket so warm,
Causing nobody no harm...

The lightning sparks,
Fill sky with larks,
And the rustling leaves,
Mark an important eve...

All signs of an event so main,
Welcome the drizzling rain,
The nature is so happy about,
Afterall, it's raining out...