लुम्बिनी-कपिलवस्तु दिवस अभियानको आगामी डिसेम्बर १ मा छैटौं बार्षिकी मनाउने क्रममा वुद्ध र लुम्बिनी बिषयमा केन्द्रित भएर अन्तराष्ट्रिय साहित्यिक महोत्सब मनाउने हेतुले डा मधु माधुर्यको मूल संयोजकत्वमा गठित समदर्शी काइंला (युनाइटेड अरब एमिरेट्स), उमा सुवेदी (नेपाल), कमला प्रसाई (अमेरिका), भगवती बस्नेत (इजरायल), सानु घिमिरे (अस्ट्रेलिया), सुरेन्द्र लिम्बू परदेशी (भारत), बिमल गिरी (बेल्जियम), बिकल आचार्य (वेलायत), हरि कृष्ण लभली श्रेष्ठ (नेपाल), बिनोद अधिकारी (कुवेत), डा लेखनाथ काफ्ले (ताइवान) र डा हरि कुमार श्रेष्ठ (नेपाल) रहनु भएको १३ सदस्यीय मूल आयोजक समितिले “वुद्ध जन्मेको देशमा आजका स्वर-लहरीहरु” शिर्षकमा तपसिलका सीमामा रहेर अन्तराष्ट्रिय साहित्यिक महोत्सब आयोजना गर्ने भएको छ: Read the rest of this entry »
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Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on October 6, 2014
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on December 7, 2012
This haiku was received from Janak Sapkota, Finland on the auspicious occasion of 4th Lumbini-Kapilvastu day. Janak Sapkota is from Nepal, currently a postgraduate science student in Finland. He has published Lights Along the Road, a collection of haiku co-authored with the American poet Suzy Conway. He won the Smurfit Samhain International Haiku Prize 2006 and the Seventh Annual Ukia Haiku Competition 2009. While on a writing residency at Cló Cheardlann na gCnoc, Donegal, Ireland, he published Full Moon, a limited edition haiku with Irish- language translations by Gabriel Rosenstock and images by Danielle Creenaune. He is, therefore, an internationally recognized poet, however; shadowed in his own motherland and this is just an attempt to bring him among Nepali community. For more please click here ]
(* Kapilvastu is one of the districts of Lumbini Zone, Nepal. The district is located in a part of ancient Shakya kingdom of Buddha. ) Read the rest of this entry »
Posted in Poem | Tagged: 4th Lumbini-Kapilvastu Day, Buddha, Danielle Creenaune, Full moon, Gabriel Rosenstock, Janak Sapkota, Kapilvastu, Lights Along the Road, Lumbini-Kapilvastu Day, Nepal, Smurfit Samhain International Haiku Prize, Suzy Conway, Ukia Haiku Competition | 1 Comment »
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on July 7, 2012
Manbu, Gorkha (Now Bahrain)
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on May 28, 2011
By Wislawa Szymborska (awarded the 1996 Nobel Prize)
True love. Is it normal
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?
Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,
drawn randomly from millions but convinced
it had to happen this way – in reward for what?
The light descends from nowhere.
Why on these two and not on others?
Doesn’t this outrage justice? Yes it does.
Doesn’t it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,
and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts.
Look at the happy couple.
Couldn’t they at least try to hide it,
fake a little depression for their friends’ sake?
Listen to them laughing – its an insult.
The language they use – deceptively clear.
And their little celebrations, rituals,
the elaborate mutual routines –
it’s obviously a plot behind the human race’s back! Read the rest of this entry »
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on December 28, 2010
But quite astonishing, no paper, no ink, no pen nor any hand
This book is not written with a pen on a paper
This book is written with consciousness in a disciple’s heart
If at any time the heart is disclosed
You see ‘Guru’ and only ‘Guru’ there
With smile like the living spring
What I write is irremovable, Read the rest of this entry »
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on December 18, 2010
You want to enclose me in love, this too is an adventure.
Can you indeed embrace the whole ocean?
And is it possible to trap the sun in a box?
Can you reflect the whole moonlight in your eyes?
Then I wonder how you attempt to install me in the humble lustful heart.
Behold, it is too hard.
To love me requires
Firm resolution, Read the rest of this entry »
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on November 6, 2010
We are the children of Aurora,
Offspring of Asia‘s reawakened age,
Sons of the Hiamlayas we crave,
To climb the peaks wreathed with the golden rays.
We are the products of the Buddha’s soil
The honey-sweet playmates of Janaki, the flower of our earth,
We are the effulgence of the fingers of Araniko,
And the ripe harvest of Prithvinarayana.
We are the golden dreams of Tribhuvana.
We are Mahendra’s garden rich in flowering shrubs,
We are the rivals of the tiger,
And the sentinels of democracy.
We are the still small voice of humanity’s dove,
With the Danphe’s prismatic plumes of fancy,
We are the scented breath of the Himalayan flowers that grow
out of the dust of the sages that lie in their long silence.
We are the songsters of the luxuriant wilds
That trill and warble love upon the leafy boughs of the world,
We are the mountain temples, of humanity,
We are the liberal liquefaction of the Himalaya‘s snow-breast
that nourishes the life of India in network of serpentine rills.
We are the prophetic angels of the east,
That dwell in the dominion of the first sun-beam.
We are the partners of this round home, this terrestrial sphere,
Partaking of a single plate.
We are the worshippers of self sacrifice,
We are the citizens of the world.
Posted by Ram Kumar Shrestha on August 9, 2010
The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.
A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.