I cannot live the way they live. I live
beyond the confines of the mystery,
remote from the womb of my destiny
over the landmines of race, caste,
religion, history and the nationality
in the salubrious garden of the humanity
and breathe through the medium of poetry.
In my poetry is my soul and in that soul,
the poetry of my life resides with the eternity.
Copyright 2004 Bhuwan Thapaliya.
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Reviews of "I live beyond the confines of the mystery"
"I cannot live among you, the price would be too high..." was the germ of an unfinished poem of mine, so this poem resonates in me, Bhuwan. Very fine...
A very deep and heartfelt write, it brought tears to my eyes. What a wonderful happy world we would be in, if so many more lived by your ways. A most unique poem, thank you for sharing your beautiful thoughts Bhuwan. Take care and God bless.
A transcendental write of the highest kind... it takes a mature and highly developed spirit to be able to acknowledge - with no regret - that "I cannont live the way they live". And yours are no empty and mystical words without meaning, Bhuwan, because you demonstrate fully what it means to walk the walk that you talk! God be with you always. LOL Kate xx
Bhuwan, excellent , bravo, the last two lines say it all. So profound. Love and Luck my friend and Master Poet.
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on December 13, 2004
Exceptional words to live by, my friend. Incredible write, as only you can do. Thanks for sharing it. May your path always be guided by warmth and happiness.
This is a top-drawer write, Bhuwan. We must each find our path, and you have been blessed with the wisdom to understand that following the paths of the others will not allow you to reach your chosen destiny. This is just fantastic writing!
Take care,
Sherry
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A very deep and heartfelt write, it brought tears to my eyes. What a wonderful happy world we would be in, if so many more lived by your ways. A most unique poem, thank you for sharing your beautiful thoughts Bhuwan. Take care and God bless.
Warm hugs
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Merriest Christmas and Blessed Years
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Take care,
Sherry
You can't imagine how much I relate to these words, and the whole piece, Bhuwan... You've flowed the mind of a Poet into words with wings.
an aide to get thru times of reality......
smart guy :)
beautiful poem
Warm Love Tinka