{"id":492,"date":"2010-03-15T15:00:16","date_gmt":"2010-03-15T15:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/nucleus-import\/?p=492"},"modified":"2010-03-15T15:00:16","modified_gmt":"2010-03-15T15:00:16","slug":"poem-by-bhuwan-thapaliya","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/poem-by-bhuwan-thapaliya\/","title":{"rendered":"poem by Bhuwan Thapaliya"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\nSuppression, I accept not<\/b>
\nby Bhuwan Thapaliya<\/i><\/p>\n

I came
\ninto this world
\nnot like the river
\nbut like a drop of water
\nand will soon evaporate I came
\ninto this world
\nnot like the river
\nbut like a drop of water
\nand will soon evaporate <\/p>\n

Though,
\nI am only
\na drop of water
\nin the majestic ocean
\nof nature <\/p>\n

I yearn
\nto create
\na vigorous ripple
\nof freedom,
\nin the eternity of the water <\/p>\n

For I am a man
\nof eternal freedom,
\nand suppression
\nI accept not …
\nI will not accept it <\/p>\n

The living God
\nwithin me urges
\nme to be free, and to
\nmarch on the road
\nof freedom sans any dread <\/p>\n

My heart,
\nlike Einstein,
\nthinks in another dimension
\nunknown and unknowable …
\neven to my own mind <\/p>\n

And like Goethe,
\nlooks at things
\nin a different manner,
\ndifferent than those thinkers
\nbestowed with pristine minds <\/p>\n

Freedom,
\nthe gift of God,
\nis the inherent right
\nof every individual
\nin this compressed world <\/p>\n

I will fight
\ntill the end
\nto free the masses
\nfrom the grip of suppression
\nand ignite the lamp of freedom <\/p>\n

I will free the masses
\nor die in the attempt
\nbut I will never
\nlive to see
\nthe naked dance of repression <\/p>\n

I am not afraid
\nof those suppressors,
\nnor am I afraid of the death
\nthat they are planning for me;
\nthey can kill me but not freedom forever <\/p>\n

My blood boils
\nwhenever I see the strong ones
\npulverising the lean, and my heart cries
\nwhenever I see the starving pauper
\nin the abattoir of the prosperous butcher <\/p>\n

For me
\na red rose is a red rose
\nit is not white
\njust because they call it white
\nto disguise the ignorant <\/p>\n

They can
\nconquer Everest
\nbut not my spirit
\nthey can stagnate the river
\nbut not my impetus <\/p>\n

They can
\ntake my
\nsight away
\nbut not
\nmy vision of freedom <\/p>\n

They can
\ncut my
\ntongue into pieces
\nbut not
\nmy voice of freedom <\/p>\n

They can
\nstab me with the
\ndagger of despotism
\nbut not impede
\nthe blood of freedom <\/p>\n

I know
\nthe road to freedom
\nis blocked with obstacles
\nbut obstacles cause no despair
\nif they are encountered with hope <\/p>\n

We must act now
\nand not merely
\njust look away
\nwhen our freedom
\nis threatened from within <\/p>\n

Because
\nit is better
\nto perish without freedom
\nthan to have a yearn for freedom
\nbut not the valour to harvest it <\/p>\n

Don\u2019t be a coward …<\/p>\n

Be prepared to receive
\nbullets to your chest
\nbecause, in the struggle
\nof freedom, tolerance
\nof suppression is an offence <\/p>\n

Stand up … stand up <\/p>\n

Gather your courage. Come out
\ninto the field; let\u2019s march hand in
\nhand together, right beneath the
\nnose of the suppressors, for the
\nemancipation of our freedom <\/p>\n

Let us not forget that … <\/p>\n

The ocean is composed of drops
\nof water, and all drops possess
\nequal potentials, but only, when
\nthey mix with other drops do
\nthey form a powerful bond <\/p>\n

So …<\/p>\n

Listen, my oppressed brothers
\nlisten, my trodden sisters
\nlisten … listen
\nto the natural desire
\nof your ceaseless soul <\/p>\n

Do not fear
\ntrust your soul
\nand march ahead
\nwith a resolute heart
\nfor the better tomorrow <\/p>\n

And scatter
\nthe seeds of freedom,
\nwhere does it go?
\nit does not matter
\nscatter it more with hope <\/p>\n

Welcome the freedom
\nwelcome it today
\nand enjoy it evermore
\nbut do not use your freedom
\nto suppress the people\u2019s soul
\nto suppress the people\u2019s soul<\/p>\n

copyright 2010 Bhuwan Thapaliya<\/p>\n

\nBhuwan Thapaliya was born in Kathmandu in 1976, and is one of the most widely read Nepali poet writing in English in the West today. He is the author of,\u201d Our Nepal, Our Pride (Cyberwit.net, ISBN 978 \u2013 81- 8253 \u2013 115 -4)\u201d, narrative verses of love, peace and human understandings. He is presently working on his New and Selected Poems. His main theme often hinges round the globalization of love, peace and universal solidarity. He is seen by many as scandalous because he openly expresses his viewpoints in his lifestyle through his poems. Nonetheless, He has read his poetry across the country and abroad. His poems and articles have been widely published in such journals and periodicals such as Kritya, The Foundling Review, Tajmahal Review, Nuveine Magazine, Poetry Life and Times, VOICES( Education Project), The Vallance Review, Longfellow Literary Project, The Global Politician and Poets Against the War. His poetries have been published in the CD\u2019s and Books such as The New Pleiades Anthology of Poetry (ISBN 1- 878431-52- 8) and Tonight: An Anthology of World Love Poetry (The Poets Printery, East London, South Africa,2008, pp.118, Paperback, ISBN 0-620-41372-7). <\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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