One poem by Ram Gopal Ashutosh

UNPLEASANT TUNE

I've my own heat

Sufficient to burn myself;

You keep your fire with you,

Please

Save your virtues

For yourself;

I'll die, counting my sins

In the death premise

Of my destiny, please

Look at the heat I have ! It's enough

To melt down

A volcano;

Stick to yourself

Your lava, please.   

I'll keep on bearing the pressure

Of the floods of

Celebration

Of my own grave;

You please

Live with your love and laughter.  

Look ! I've my own nature,

Colors,

I've my own measurement;

You please

Turn your appearance to yourself.   

(Translation: Haris Adhikari)

अप्रिय धुन

मसित

आफैँलाई जलाउन पुग्ने

मेरै राप छ

कृपया तिमी

आफ्नो आगो आफैँसित राख ।

म आफ्नै

नियतिको मृत्युपरिसरमा

पाप गन्दै मर्छु

कृपया तिमी

आफ्नो पुण्य आफैँसित साँच ।

हेर त

मभित्र ज्वालामुखी पगाल्न

पुग्ने ताप छ

कृपया तिमी

आफ्नो लावा आफैँसित टाँस ।

म आफ्नै

चिहानको बाढी उत्सवमा

चाप सही बस्छु

कृपया तिमी

आफ्नो प्रीति, हाँसोसित बाँच ।

हेर त

मेरो आफ्नै प्रकृति छ, रङहरु

आफ्नै नाप छ

कृपया तिमी

आफ्नो रुप आफैँसित गाँस ।