There were eyes of mirage
Like the search for musk
Everywhere, everywhere
Kakakul remained thirsty
They were scattering like fish without water
Followers, supporters
The pain, the tingling was so much
No words to describe.
In a way of gazing fixedly stared at the tears
The smell of criminals came every now and then
His face is full of desire to see
He had his own power and Ni
Weakened chains
The leash could not be tightened in the valley
No matter how much you try!
I would starve and kick in a hoarse voice
Saying how disturbed they are
Silently, I drank tears myself
I didn’t agree
To see if it could be pulled
Stretching the chains
No matter how hard you try.
Hey boss! Chained once
Blow it
To apologize is to unite the souls who have not received justice
And that’s it
To expose the perpetrators
If you can’t escape from my Oroma somewhere
Try my strength!
My loyalty from time immemorial
Believe in the ballad
Which your research did not see
I will find it there
I can’t look at injustice
Look at the pain in my eyes
Because I don’t have the ability to burn
I am in chains
Please release me!
Listen to my voice again!
Listen to the voice !!!
Sharmila Shrestha
Bhanshepati, Lalitpur
Currently the USA
