I remember the face of my country sometime
Face of the faces of the nation too appears before my eyes
When faces surround me
What should I do?
Should I write poem about them?
I you say so
I want to ask you
Standing on the Nagarkot height in this creator's camp
Which face should I write about?
Encircled by many faces now
Face of the creators -
Other faces too appear in mind's eyes
Moving like the film reels,
Some are so close to the heart they'll never be far
There are other faces they too are so dear and near
Those who are sunk in the pit of penury
But so close to my heart -
Should I write their poetry?
Shall I write about those sunk in the pit of penury?
Tell me sir,
What kind of a poem do you want me to write?
Translated by:
Abhi
Subedi
