Fundamental manifestation of political irregularity
Drifts the luminosity of novelty towards ambiguity
Dismantling the very foundation of lone humanity
Like an elderly leaf blown by the zephyr’s primacy

Towards the spacious sky and its pliable tranquility
That echoes after colliding with the crucial veracity
Of fate that knows no reverie even in chief severity
When one man is killing another for cruel hostility

In the name of ceasing the widespread stern enmity
That is as tedious as the sky in its extensive opacity,
Where the cloud conceals even the heavens audacity
And the daylight of the Sun from reaching its destiny

For like clouds the politicians are hiding their frailty
By creating hallucination in the peoples authenticity
For they know not that the clouds would slither away
Paving the path for the scintillating shimmering ray

Someday, they will know that luminosity cannot go astray
And illusion certainly would crumble and would sure decay
For veracity is potent and the mirage would just burn away
Then their own fire of deception will smolder and petrify

The boat of their false life with the ashes of dishonesty,
Which makes their existence, an unconditional mockery.
In this world of uncertainty, once they had the potency
But now they are only the puppets, impotent as the effigy.

Their own oath betrayed them, for invading the veracity
God punished them for their massive onslaught on humanity
Still they prevails but only within their gloomy sanctuary
Like an animal in the zoo, behind the iron cages of ecstasy

Hoping for the zephyr of freedom to propel their fantasy
Into the wide and sapphire skies of ceaseless rhapsody
They wait perpetually, but gets aggressive hate mentally
For they have betrayed their fellow beings prime testimony


Copyright 2003 Bhuwan Thapaliya