Well
A full moon
In the dark night
Stayed around the fire

Did nothing
Thought nothing
Warmed
Her winter's blue
Uplifting her spirit
Hide and seek

Gone too far
As if
No one realizes

To those
Who needs to hear this

Accept, what is
Let go of, what was

For you are both
The traveler and the journey
For you are both
The sufferer and the healer

RIP, the things that drain your spirit
RIP, the thoughts that make you sick
RIP, the time that stops for great things
RIP, the circle that holds freedom you crave
RIP, anyone who excuses for the truth
RIP, the question you don’t want to answer
And RIP, the doors that are close.

RIP everything
That resists
That *****
That blurs
And insults your spirit
If it makes sense, just RIP.
No more, no less.
And the rest will be the history.

Trust and let go.
And breathe.

Are you ready?

Darling
There is no such medicine
Like
To have
Someone
Who listens

Who understands

Of all the things
I noticed
Her lips
May lie to me
Her eyes
Speaks the holy truth

And her scent
Lingers
In my memory

I remember
That blush and glow
When I call you mine

I remember
The way
You looked at me
That eye contact
And the state of mind
And the stillness of time
That paves a way
Of sweet embrace

So what's it, to be?
To write or being written?
Admiring you
In verses
From afar

It is you
And so
It was
When you are next to me
Every day is
A new beginning
That's just how it is
Nothing else matters

If you have to
Wear something
Something special
For this dashain

Wear your smile
My dear