2009-12-22

BELIEVE

One dark night
On the way of du-light
I saw a shadow
Worn a feather full coat
Watched around the roof
Peeped front of the gate
Stepped ahead on head
Rolled, rolled
And again rolled
Flew up above
Like a flight

Either a craft
Or a sailed boat
Hanged to the wall
And crossed the road
At once everybody stopped
At their own step
Nobody is willing to move
Looking each other
To move ahead
……and
It was a misfortune
Because
It was a cat, that crossed the road.

- Vishnu Pyakurel, Udayapur, (Currently in Middle East)