Friday, December 30, 2011

As it is!

Composed by: Azm

The carved traces on the tall mountains,
with a pinch of golden sun,
silver linings on the clouds above,
the snowy peaks smiling down,
at the withered roses,
waiting to be born,
along with the bare trees,
expecting their turn.
There the howling wolves wander,
in the wilderness, having fun,
the pretty birds sing and fly,
enjoying their season,
the humankind put in effort
And the whole existence wears a smile.

Copyright © 2011 Azm

Sunday, December 25, 2011

खै के खै के !!!

मलाई क्रीस्मस् पटक्कै मनपर्दैन । यो चाड्लाई चाहिनेभन्दा बडी प्राथमिकता दिन्छन् किन हो म बुझ्न सक्दिन । अङ्रेज हरु शक्तिशाली भए भन्दैमा उनिहरुको देखासिकी गर्दै हिड्नै पर्छ र ? मलाई दशै मा कसैले शुभकामना दिदैनन् तर यो अङ्रेज्को चाड मा न उनिहरु मनौछन् न म, तै पनि "मेरी क्रीस्मस््" भन्छन् । ए बाबा! शुभकामना ब्यक्त गर्नु नै छ भने मलाई ईद नि गर, लोह्सार गर, दिपावली गर, किन यो मात्र ? ? म कुनै धर्मको बिरुद्ध छैन तर मलाई यो आफ्नो चाड भुलेर क्रीस्मस् लाई प्राथमिकता दिएको चित्तै बुझ्दैन ।

Copyright © 2011 Azm

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The Broken Glasses

Composed by: Azm

The broken glasses still scare me,
they wake me up every night.
I panic, I sweat, I surrender,
somehow manage to on the light.

I lay aghast as it haunts,
yet no hustle tussle.
Even the dead cricket taunts,
and more I fear.

The terrifying nights never get over,
unless I throw them all;
those bits and pieces I'd gathered
over these years, all along.

It makes me wonder,
why didn’t I get rid of these,
that cloud my sunny days,
and make my nights freeze.

Then it strikes my mind,
I did want to throw these,
I tried leaving things behind,
but they followed me with the breeze.

Copyright © 2011 Azm

Thursday, December 15, 2011


Composed by: Azm

Look how quite it stays;
with no complaints,
it follows their ways.
It may be pure,
it may blend with many,
still takes a while to dissolve, for sure!
How readily it gives up then,
loses oneself,
to be called one of them.
They get ready to be served,
spreading wonderful aroma,
who says, "There! That’s the salt"?

Copyright© 2011 Azm

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

10 Reasons why I Love Summer (ie hate winter)

1. I was BORN then =D (I love my birthday more than any other days)
2. You get to wear all those wonderful summery clothes
3. ICE-CREAM!! (They're the best part about summer)
4. I don't catch cold....{{ (-_-) haachhiiiiii ...look at me now)
5. I don't suffer from sooo much pain.
6. I dont have to put on hundreds of clothes.
7. ahh!! and the awesome nights!
8. You dont hesitate to wake up
9. You get to look hawwwttt ;)

You're a woman you cannot question!

Oh! I'll question And scream on the top of my lungs I want no words to go in ashtray I'll yell for freedom, I'll yell for w...